Quick Transmigration: The Villain is Destiny, the Protagonist Takes a Backseat

Shen Liuyun clicked on these voice messages again and again as if torturing himself, lying on the ground listening quietly. Perhaps only the cold ground could assimilate his boundless sorrow.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but he was too weak to close his eyes, and a tear rolled down his cheek.

……

"Ding-dong-"

"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rings every half minute.

The person lying on the ground showed no intention of getting up; he seemed to have become one with the ground.

It wasn't until the noise became increasingly unbearable that Shen Liuyun had no choice but to pick up her phone and type a few words with her fingers, which were already numb from the cold.

Leave me alone

Ji Qiuzhe waited for a full ten minutes, just about to ask 003 to turn on screen mirroring to check the situation, but after receiving this message, he gave up on the decision.

He had intended to stay with Shen Liuyun at the door, but received a call from his subordinate saying that the company was facing a difficult situation that he couldn't handle, and asked if he could go back and take a look.

It was already 9 p.m.

Even though he was reluctant, Ji Qiuzhe still had to rush to the company.

By the time he finally finished his company affairs, it was already past midnight.

Ji Qiuzhe dragged his exhausted body home and decided to first check on Shen Liuyun's condition via screen mirroring before taking a shower to relax.

When he saw it, he was so scared he almost bled.

In the pitch-black living room, Shen Liuyun lay curled up on the floor, motionless, clearly having maintained that position for a long time.

One can imagine how cold the ground must be in winter, let alone the fact that Shen Liuyun was only wearing thin clothes, which were not warm at all.

Ji Qiuzhe couldn't care less about anything else at that moment. He rushed to the next room, used his mental power to open the combination lock, and hugged the small bundle on the ground into his arms.

"Flowing Clouds!"

Ji Qiuzhe was startled by the cold touch as soon as he touched Shen Liuyun's body.

The person in my arms had their eyes closed, their skin felt icy cold, but their face was covered in fine sweat. When I touched their forehead, it was alarmingly hot.

"Hang in there, I'll take you to the hospital."

As Ji Qiuzhe was about to walk towards the door, Shen Liuyun suddenly grabbed his arm tightly and mumbled something with his eyes closed.

The voice was too soft, and Ji Qiuzhe couldn't hear it clearly.

"what?"

He lowered his head and pressed his ear to Shen Liuyun's lips.

"No...don't...don't go...to...the...hospital..."

"No."

Ji Qiuzhe unusually refused forcefully.

The person in his arms seemed to wake up. Not hearing the answer he wanted, he began to struggle violently in his arms, and hot tears flowed out like water, soaking a large part of Ji Qiuzhe's clothes.

Shen Liuyun's voice was barely audible, yet terrifyingly stubborn: "I won't go... please... don't send me... to the hospital..."

Ji Qiuzhe softened immediately.

He blindly agreed: "Okay, okay, we won't go to the hospital. We'll stay at home. I'll stay home with you, okay?"

Upon hearing this, the person in his arms indeed stopped struggling.

Ji Qiuzhe carried the person back to the bedroom and placed them on the bed, then said to 003: "[Exchange for a full-body medical checkup package.]"

This 003 was experienced and quickly put it to use by Shen Liuyun.

[Host, the results are in. The villain caught a cold and developed a fever, which, combined with a headache from drinking too much alcohol, and the resulting shock, led to his delirium.]

[Host, all you need to do is lower his temperature and give him some fever-reducing medicine sold by the system, and he'll be fine.]

【Row. 】

Ji Qiuzhe got a wet towel and placed it on Shen Liuyun's forehead, then fetched a basin of water to wash his already burning body.

However, just as he unbuttoned Shen Liuyun's clothes, he was suddenly pushed away forcefully.

"Don't touch me...it's disgusting...don't touch me...you pervert!"

As she spoke, she suddenly started crying, her voice sobbing like a newborn kitten.

Ji Qiuzhe didn't dare to make any more rash moves, but patiently coaxed, "Don't be afraid, I'll help you wipe your body clean so you can sleep better."

"don't want……"

The outstretched hand was once again pushed away. Shen Liuyun seemed to have heard something that frightened him, and kept wriggling his body, trying to escape from Ji Qiuzhe's embrace.

Unable to open her eyes, she frantically begged in one direction, "Please... don't touch me... I'll be good... Mommy, save Xiaoyun..."

Ji Qiuzhe could roughly guess what kind of memories Shen Liuyun was currently immersed in.

He put down the wet towel in his hand, feeling that the most urgent task was to calm Shen Liuyun down.

"Liu Yun, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. Please don't hide from me, okay?"

He tried to get closer.

Unexpectedly, Shen Liuyun suddenly shouted as if provoked, "Don't come any closer!"

I watched helplessly as that frail figure tried desperately to curl himself up into a ball.

Ji Qiuzhe dared not make any more rash moves. He was somewhat hurt, but more than that, he felt helpless and blamed himself. He could only repeat over and over again, "It's me, Ji Qiuzhe. I won't hurt you, Shen Liuyun. Didn't you say you believed in me?"

"Ji Qiuzhe?"

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Liuyun finally reacted, struggling to open her tear-blurred eyes. After a while, she suddenly pouted and said aggrievedly, "Why did you take so long to come?"

"I'm sorry," Ji Qiuzhe apologized. "I was late, it was my carelessness that made you sick. I'll atone for it now, okay?"

"not good."

Shen Liuyun still didn't accept Ji Qiuzhe's approach, and instead stepped back a little.

He complained with a wronged expression, "You're too late, I'm already dirty."

"Where is it dirty?" Ji Qiuzhe disagreed, saying it was clearly clean.

"You don't understand, you know nothing." Shen Liuyun wrapped herself tightly in the blanket. "I'm so dirty, waaaaah, it was all wishful thinking on my part. I'm not good enough for you anymore. Go away, please go away, I'm begging you, just never appear in front of me again, I beg you..."

As he spoke, he began to retch uncontrollably.

How could Ji Qiuzhe bear to see him in such pain?

He couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward to pull the person, along with the blanket, into his arms.

"It's not dirty, not dirty at all."

He kissed away the tears on Shen Liuyun's cheek.

As if electrocuted, Shen Liuyun fled from Ji Qiuzhe's embrace like a madwoman, her expression almost manic.

"Don't touch me, I'm dirty, if you touch me you'll get dirty too, waaaaah..."

Ji Qiuzhe ignored what he said, his face darkening as he pulled the man back into his arms, his lips pressing against his again, gently brushing against his reddened earlobe, and moving downwards...

Finally, he looked up at Shen Liuyun with a determined gaze: "It's clean now. My kiss will clean it up. It's not dirty at all."

Shen Liuyun was stunned by the sudden turn of events and it took her a long time to stop crying before she asked him:

"really?"

"of course it's true."

Ji Qiuzhe wiped away the tears clinging to his long eyelashes. "Our Liuyun is the cleanest, so lie down obediently and I'll help you wash up, okay?"

Shen Liuyun stared at him for a long time, seemingly confirming that he wasn't lying, before hesitantly nodding.