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

Ji Qiuzhe helped him wash his body as he wished.

After changing him into clean pajamas and giving him the fever-reducing medicine I bought from the system, I finally snuggled my adorable baby, whose skin had turned pink and tender, into the newly changed blankets.

After all that commotion, Shen Liuyun was already exhausted and fell asleep.

Ji Qiuzhe patiently applied the compress to his forehead until his body temperature returned to normal. Only then did he feel relieved and went home to take a quick shower before returning to Shen Liuyun's house, where he slept on the sofa in the living room for the night.

Looking at the host's tired sleeping face, 003 felt bad.

After more than a hundred years of getting along, he had long regarded his host as his closest partner.

It was rare for it to get serious, as it multitasked with watching over Ji Qiuzhe and Shen Liuyun.

As dawn broke and golden light shone on the dew-kissed branches and leaves, reflecting a dazzling rainbow, he peacefully went off to do other things to pass the time.

[Affection +25%, current affection level 85%.]

[Darkness level -15%, current darkness level 60%.]

Ji Qiuzhe slept very soundly, and when he woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.

Shen Liuyun was nowhere to be found in the bedroom. Ji Qiuzhe only found a note he had left behind and a box that looked expensive on the coffee table in the living room.

[Mr. Ji, thank you so much for taking care of me last night. This is a thank-you gift.]

Ji Qiuzhe frowned as he looked at the elegant handwriting on the paper.

Is it his imagination?

Why does Shen Liuyun's choice of words feel so awkward, not at all like the attitude one would expect from someone with such a close relationship like theirs?

The idea became even stronger when I opened the box and saw a brooch inside that cost a six-figure sum.

Shen Liuyun has gone missing.

It's not exactly a case of losing contact; it's just a one-sided refusal to contact Ji Qiuzhe.

Ji Qiuzhe roughly understood his inner conflict, and was not in a hurry to find him. He simply reported his itinerary to him on time every day and shared interesting things he encountered.

Although he received no response, he knew that Shen Liuyun would see it.

*

The rehearsal room of Orange Star Gate.

The band had been rehearsing all morning for their upcoming new song, but they still hadn't reached their peak performance.

After another off-key mistake, Shen Liuyun put down his guitar and said, "Sorry, I'm not in the zone today."

No one blamed him. Ding Xiaoshi took off his headphones and silently walked to his side: "Liu Yun, you've been acting strange these past few days. Can you tell me why?"

He was Shen Liuyun's most harmonious teammate in the band, the most emotionally stable leader in the band, and a rare benefactor in Shen Liuyun's long and complicated life.

Shen Liuyun, who had never learned guitar before, was spotted by him at first glance, and he was recruited as a guitarist despite the objections of his teammates.

Later, the other team members, who unexpectedly learned about his family situation, stopped rejecting him and genuinely accepted him as a member of the team. When He Chongguang threatened to leave, they stood firmly on Shen Liuyun's side after learning the inside story.

It was because of this beloved career and the teammates who accompanied her all the way that Shen Liuyun gradually emerged from the shadows.

In the past, Shen Liuyun would confide all her emotions to Ding Xiaoshi.

But now, Ding Xiaoshi feels that he and Shen Liuyun are not as close as before.

At least, he won't tell him his secrets anymore.

"nothing."

Shen Liuyun couldn't talk to Ding Xiaoshi about Ji Qiuzhe. Ji Qiuzhe was someone he had known for less than half a year, but in such a short time, he had become someone he couldn't talk about.

When he woke up a few mornings ago, he didn't really remember what had happened the night before.

But the few fragments of his memory told him that he was out of his mind that night and completely exposed all the weakness and helplessness he wanted to hide for the rest of his life in front of Ji Qiuzhe.

At that moment, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

His most painful past, the memories he least wanted to recall, and the things he least wanted Ji Qiuzhe to know, were ultimately revealed to him in such an absurd way.

Those greasy, disgusting, rough hands, buried deep in his memory, were a knot in his heart that he could never erase.

He therefore rejected anyone who approached him with ulterior motives.

But when he stepped out of the bedroom and saw the man's handsome sleeping face on the sofa, he was still deeply moved.

Ji Qiuzhe was a really good person. Even after seeing him in such a disheveled state, he didn't choose to leave but instead stayed and watched over him all night.

He no longer wanted to concern himself with whether Ji Qiuzhe's feelings for him were love or not.

Shen Liuyun felt that she should be content and also be more self-aware, and take the initiative to keep her distance from Ji Qiuzhe, so as to get everything back on track before things got worse.

So he left a note and hid away.

"If you really don't want to talk about it, then don't. Liuyun, just know that no matter what happens, I and the others will support you."

After saying this, Ding Xiaoshi left, leaving Shen Liuyun with plenty of space.

Seeing that he looked normal, the other team members relaxed and began to practice on their own.

Shen Liuyun looked at the relaxed atmosphere not far away, but he couldn't feel happy at all.

Half a month has passed since he decided to let go of Ji Qiuzhe. During this time, he would occasionally look at the messages sent by Ji Qiuzhe when he had free time, and he would always fall into deep thought.

He didn't reply to a single one of the 34 messages.

He should have deleted the friend to cut off all contact, but just by tapping on the profile picture and seeing the 'Delete Friend' button, he felt an endless sense of reluctance.

He didn't know what to do with Ji Qiuzhe.

*

There are seven days left until the Chinese New Year.

Shen Liuyun was finally forced to return home by a phone call.

"You brat, you finally decided to come back?"

In the stairwell, a well-dressed middle-aged woman swung her expensive designer handbag at Shen Liuyun.

Immediately afterwards, a male voice that sounded full of boundless tolerance said, "Don't hit him, Qiao. Xiaoyun is your biological son after all, and I watched him grow up. It will hurt me to see you hit him."

Shen Liuyun stood at the elevator entrance, dodging the heavy object coming towards her, and was so disgusted by that hypocritical voice that she almost vomited.

He looked coldly at the middle-aged couple in front of him, who seemed very well-matched in terms of their attire.

"What are you doing here?"

"What?!"

Su Qiao's well-maintained face instantly contorted: "Shen Liuyun, I'm your own mother. If you don't come home for the New Year, of course I'm coming to find you to celebrate the New Year together."

As she spoke, she elegantly slung her bag over her arm and said, "Hurry up and open the door for me and your father, Jiang. You've become more and more rude over the years."

"Ah Qiao, don't scold the child. Xiao Yun has always been like this. As his mother, you need to be more tolerant of him."

Jiang Shuihang smiled elegantly and then advised Shen Liuyun.

"Xiaoyun, your parents haven't seen you for many years and we really miss you. We'll stay here for the New Year and then leave. We won't take up too much of your time. Please open the door quickly."

Shen Liuyun felt extremely nauseous.

If you hadn't experienced it firsthand, who would suspect that such a seemingly gentle and refined middle-aged man would have such filthy thoughts?

He frowned in disgust: "I don't celebrate the New Year, you can leave now."