I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

The National Day holiday has started.

In bustling cities, people are busy with work, and even a nine-to-five job is a luxury. People who work hard away from home can only go home a few times a year.

With a rare long holiday, both working professionals and college students take advantage of the time to go back and reunite with their families, making high-speed rail and plane tickets extremely difficult to obtain.

Jianghai City is not far from Yunchuan City, and there is a direct high-speed rail connection, which is very convenient.

Moreover, the high-speed rail tickets are not expensive and are economical, which Xie Yan likes very much.

But she was too late.

The tickets were snapped up a week ago by a group of college students eager to go home.

She couldn't drive herself either, as she didn't own a car; the original owner had always used the agency's car when going out.

She didn't want to use the Xie family's side of the business.

束q.

In the end, Xie Qingyu had Gu's driver take her home.

Xie Qingyu asked curiously, "Sis, what are you doing in Jianghai?"

After all, in his view, all of Xie Yan's storylines revolve around Yunchuan City, focusing on the male and female leads, and there's no reason for her to travel far away.

Xie Yan casually made up a story: "Can't we go on a trip? Kids shouldn't ask so many questions."

【…】

Xie Qingyu was speechless, feeling that his sister was treating him like a fool.

He sat in his bedroom, maintaining his composure, unable to personally go down to see Xie Yan off.

Okay, but sis, you have to be careful of Shen Yan. Stay away from him when you get there! Remember that!!

Xie Yan, who was pushing a suitcase out of the entryway, frowned slightly. […Shen Yan?]

What do you mean? Is he going too?

Before she could ask any more questions, she saw a black Mercedes parked at the entrance. It was a regular model and not too eye-catching.

What was striking was that the car door was open, the old butler was waiting in the back to help her put her suitcase in, and a young man was sitting in the back seat.

The weather was getting cooler. The indifferent-looking young man wore a thin gray turtleneck sweater. He held a book in his hands and looked down at it. His profile was exquisite and perfect, and his temperament was noble.

Xie Yan's pupils dilated.

What does that mean? She's going to ride in the same car as Shen Yan to Jianghai City??

At the same time, Xie Qingyu's voice continued to echo in his mind.

[Yes, his adoptive parents are from Jianghai. He said he was going back there this time. But I think Shen Yan is really doing well now and still has normal adoptive parents. I sincerely hope he doesn't go crazy and turn evil...]

The incessant chatter was driving Xie Yan crazy. "Okay, that's enough," she said. "You're just annoying."

[Waaaaaah, sis, you've broken my heart!]

"Miss Xie, let me help you put your suitcase away."

The old housekeeper took Xie Yan's suitcase and placed it securely in the trunk.

That guy is so sturdy; he's really still going strong for his age.

As expected of a butler, a standard feature in domineering CEO novels.

Xie Yan had no time to think about those messy things. She braced herself and got into the car, sitting in the back seat with a space between her and Shen Yan.

The car doors are very soundproof; once the doors are closed, it immediately becomes quiet, as if all other sounds are shut out.

A faint lime scent wafted through the air, coming from Shen Yan's direction. It was probably the smell of laundry detergent; it was very refreshing.

It was a bit quiet, and a bit awkward.

Shen Yan hasn't been paying much attention to her these past few days, probably because he's still angry. It's even more awkward now that they're sitting in the same car.

Just as Xie Yan was about to say something to break the awkward silence, Shen Yan spoke first.

What are you going to Jianghai for?

He lifted his gaze from the pages of the book, his voice clear and cool, as pleasant as the tinkling of a spring.

Those eyes remained as calm as ever, as if they could see right through people's hearts, and Xie Yan felt a little sweaty.

She went back to inquire about Yang Huiyun.

But is it okay to say that?

Of course we can’t say that!

Shen Yan stared at Xie Yan's expression and saw her lower her eyes, tuck her hair behind her ear, and say calmly, "A friend is over there, and I need to talk to her about something."

This sounds like it said something, but it also sounds like it didn't.

There was absolutely no useful information.

Shen Yan asked again, "What is it?"

Xie Yan paused for a moment, pursed her lips, afraid that saying too much would make a mistake, "It's not convenient to say."

"……Oh."

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold again.

The car started and set off.

The scenery outside the window was rushing past, and a symphony of unknown name was playing in the car, its melody gentle.

Shen Yan didn't look at Xie Yan again; he continued to look down at the book in his hands.

It's a magazine.

He has always loved learning, and this is the first time Xie Yan has ever seen him reading books unrelated to studying.

However, it's unlikely one can study while sitting in a car.

"that……"

After a long silence, Xie Yan couldn't help but speak up again, "Shen Yan, it was wrong of me to go into your room before. I'm really sorry, I apologize to you."

He hadn't been able to find an opportunity to apologize before, but now that the two of them were sitting together, Shen Yan had nowhere to hide, no matter how much he didn't want to talk to her.

Just like Xie Yan had no choice but to listen to Xie Qingyu's rambling in her head.

Regardless, she was indeed rude before, and an apology in person is necessary.

The homeless villain from back then is now an adult with his own space; he's no longer the pitiful little guy sleeping on the floor next to Xie Yan's bed.

The sound of turning pages filled the air as slender, pale fingers flipped through a magazine. Shen Yan's voice sounded calm, as if he was no longer angry.

"It's okay, I was a bit too extreme that day. Because I didn't clean the room, I don't like letting others in."

The boy's gaze shifted downwards and landed on Xie Yan's knees.

Today she wore a simple little black dress with a plaid coat, her hair was loosely braided and draped over her shoulders. She didn't dress up much, her style was very casual, as if she had just gone out to pick up a package.

She was sitting down, and her skirt, which was originally below the knee, just revealed her knees.

Several days have passed, but the bruises have not faded and the marks are still visible.

"I'm sorry, I made you fall that day."

Shen Yan stared at the bruise, his beautiful brows furrowing slightly. "Does it still hurt?"

Xie Yan quickly shook her head, "It doesn't hurt, it's okay, after all, I was in the wrong first."

Under the warm sunlight, Shen Yan smiled sweetly, regaining the obedient and adorable look that Xie Yan was familiar with.

The handsome boy looked obedient and gentle, like a rich young master who had never suffered hardship. At first glance, he seemed like a simple, kind, and exemplary student.

His gentle smile was so beautiful and charming that Xie Yan couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.

She declared that Shen Yan, the little angel, was the strongest and most beautiful innocent flower in the entire story, and no arguments would be accepted.

Then think of Xie Qingyu, that idiot. He always puts on a high-and-mighty persona, acting all arrogant and domineering towards everyone, cold and hard.

If you put these two together, who could tell who the male lead is and who the villain is!

No matter how you look at it, Shen Yan seems more like the one who's being bullied!

The two barely spoke for the rest of the journey. Shen Yan focused on flipping through a magazine, while Xie Yan looked out the window and eventually fell asleep.

When Xie Yan woke up, there was a thin blanket on her legs.

"Miss Xie, we've arrived at the hotel."

The driver said to Xie Yan after the car came to a stop.

Xie Yan booked a hotel in advance before coming here. She doesn't know anyone here, so she has to find a place to stay on her own.

She responded and then looked at Shen Yan, "Then I'll be going now."

Shen Yan nodded, "Okay."

Upon hearing this, Xie Yan got out of the car, grabbed her suitcase, and started rummaging through her bag.

Then came the incredible discovery.

She didn't bring her ID card.

"What's wrong, Miss Xie? Is there a problem?"

The attentive driver waited until Xie Yan entered the hotel before continuing to take Shen Yan. However, he saw Xie Yan standing by the roadside, rummaging through her bag, and refusing to go inside.

Xie Yan was speechless, somewhat exasperated with herself.

"...I think I forgot my ID card, so I can't check into a hotel."

The driver seemed surprised as well. He thought for a moment and said, "How about I have someone deliver it to you? You can find a place to have a meal and a cup of coffee first. It should be delivered in a few hours."

Xie Yan sighed, "Well, that's all we can do..."

Before he could finish speaking, the car window behind him rolled down, revealing Shen Yan's face.

He turned his head and looked over.

"Senior, if you don't mind, you can come back to my hometown with me first. There are spare rooms at home."