Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder's Wish Check-in Machine

From the first time I met Xia Mingwei, I felt that she was a strange person.

That time on the bus, I only helped her out of that situation because I didn't want to waste everyone's time. I told her not to worry about it, but she came up to me like a puppy.

After she got off the bus, she left in a hurry, and I found her bracelet. At the time, I just thought I would return it to her if we met again, but I didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon!

She turned out to be a transfer student in our class, and she specifically asked to sit next to me. I was a little taken aback by her boldness, since I usually project an unapproachable image. But she didn't seem afraid at all, and even said she wanted to be friends with me.

She said she wanted to treat me to dinner to thank me for finding her the bracelet, but I declined. I felt it was such a small thing, not worth making a big fuss about.

However, I never expected her to show up at my company entrance.

To pursue my dream, I chose to come here alone. But on this road to pursuing my dream, I am so tired.

My family is not well-off and can't offer me much help, so I can only try to be as frugal as possible.

During my trainee days, my biggest dream was to be able to buy a bowl of hot noodles with soybean paste after practice. But I couldn't do that because I was short of money. Between eating my fill and taking the bus home, I only had the option to choose one.

So when I met her at the company entrance, I was really in a predicament because I didn't even have the money for a bowl of noodles.

She said she wanted to treat me to noodles, and perhaps because I had been hungry for so long, I didn't refuse.

Looking back now, I still think it was the best food I ate during that training period.

And so, with her deliberate insistence, our relationship slowly improved.

Later, she offered to help me move and led me to this room. It was filled with all sorts of musical instruments, far exceeding my expectations. She said that here, I could fully unleash my musical talent. Hearing this, I, who should have firmly refused, shamefully felt tempted.

And so, I stayed. During that time, she told me that I would definitely become a qualified idol in the future. I was shocked by her words because even I couldn't be so sure of myself. But she seemed absolutely certain that I would shine on stage in the future, and her affirming eyes gave me tremendous encouragement.

I found information about her in the class log. To thank her, I decided to give her a birthday present. However, I'm short of money and can't afford anything decent. To save enough money for a gift, I decided to work as a food delivery driver, because that's a faster way to earn money.

But what I never expected was that I would be in a car accident while delivering food. When I brushed past death, my mind went completely blank. Only after I came to my senses did I feel a lingering fear.

Because I was afraid my company would find out, I chose to hide my illness. And, coincidentally, I didn't have the money for treatment.

But somehow she found out about this and immediately saw through my pretense. She forcibly took me to the hospital for treatment.

During my hospital stay, thanks to her meticulous care, I gained some weight. Perhaps it was the improved nutrition, but I even grew a little taller.

I'm happy about this change. Actually, before I dreamed of becoming an idol, my dream was to be a basketball player. But every time I told people this, they didn't believe me, because how could someone so short become a basketball player?

After being discharged from the hospital, I became even busier than before, and gradually my contact with her decreased because I was preparing for my debut.

Even after debuting, I continued to live a frugal idol life. Because we came from a small company, in an era where boy groups are as numerous as cattle, our group didn't make a splash at all. But even so, I still love every stage I perform on.

That morning, the company gave us a last-minute call to shoot a pictorial. On set, I saw her again. She said it was a resource her father had given our group. That's when I realized how well-off her family was!

Just as I was about to pick up my friend from prison, she followed me. I wanted to refuse, but the words wouldn't come out. On the way, she subtly reminded me that my friend might have changed, no longer the person I remembered, but I didn't believe it.

In fact, she was absolutely right. When my friend asked me if I wanted to try taking some of that stuff, I felt like my whole world was collapsing. I was pessimistic, thinking that nothing in this world is permanent! But she told me that she would always be my most loyal fan. I was once again deeply moved by those words.

I'm very grateful for everything she did. This endorsement also brought more attention to our group. Capitalizing on this popularity, the company planned our comeback. The comeback song was decent, and the public response was quite positive. We've finally gained some recognition in the industry, and we're no longer completely unknown.

But then came the attacks from haters. It was then that I realized that words can also be a sharp blade, piercing someone's heart.

However, I didn't expect her to personally step in and defend me. Given her status, she could have easily avoided doing these things, but she did them for me. Undoubtedly, I am grateful.

That night, I couldn't resist calling her. During our conversation, she again called me a fairy, and this time I didn't deny it. It seems she was always there for me during the most difficult times of my life. Sometimes, I wonder if she really was sent by heaven to save me!

She asked if I could write a song just for her, and I hesitated. I wasn't sure if I had the creative ability. But she was very confident that I would succeed. I was amazed by her confidence and finally agreed.

Unexpectedly, one problem after another arose. Rumors about me being in a relationship suddenly started circulating online, and they were quite detailed and convincing. Looking at those photoshopped pictures, I almost believed them myself.

Faced with such a massive wave of rumors, the company said they would handle it quietly. To be honest, I'm a little disheartened, because if this isn't handled well, it could ruin my idol career!

But to my surprise, things took a turn for the better soon, and even the mastermind behind my sabotage was exposed. I never imagined that this person would be my teammate who had always taken good care of me.

My world collapsed once again, but thankfully she was always there for me.

From my successful contract termination and signing with a new company to my solo debut, I know that all of these things were inseparable from her help.

But right now, there's nothing I can do for her. All I can do is lock myself in the practice room, revising my lyrics and music over and over again. I want her to see that someone she believes so strongly in can succeed!

But fate always seems to play tricks on me. That afternoon, I received a letter. It was filled with words she wanted to say to me. But the letter also indicated that it was her suicide note.

I can't believe it. Such a vibrant person, just gone like that. I searched everywhere, trying to find evidence that she was still alive, but there was nothing. Everything tells me she's gone. That account that once "protected me fiercely" has never been active again.

Later, I became famous worldwide and sang that song I wrote especially for her on a world-class stage. Everyone was cheering, but I was the only one feeling sorry.

This is such a good song, I wonder if you are satisfied with it?