Quick Transmigration: Striving Every Day to Overcome Tribulation

Meng Xinghe and I have lived under the same roof since we can remember. Our two families are as close as family, and we are both convinced that we will naturally get together when we grow up.

But only I knew in my heart that Meng Xinghe's disdain for me was obvious.

Whenever we do our homework together, and I get stuck on a difficult problem, he always frowns and says impatiently, "You can't even do something this simple? What are you thinking?"

I once guessed that if his parents hadn't repeatedly told him to take good care of me, he probably wouldn't have even given me a second glance.

But I still like being with him because he's just so good-looking.

Those bright eyes, which curve into beautiful crescent moons when they smile, always captivate me every time I see them.

When I was young, I was oblivious to this feeling of affection. By the time I truly understood my own feelings, Meng Xinghe had already drifted further and further away from me.

He was exceptionally intelligent and skipped grades early, plunging headlong into a deeper ocean of knowledge, while I was still progressing through school step by step.

The gap between us is widening, and I'm gradually realizing that we're no longer from the same world.

I also let go of the feelings that had been stirring in my heart.

When our parents used to get together, they would always joke about our future, but as time went by, such jokes became less and less frequent and eventually disappeared.

In the days that followed, I went to school and lived my life as usual, unaware of what Meng Xinghe was busy with.

Until I graduated from university, I unexpectedly ran into Meng Xinghe, whom I hadn't seen for a long time.

At that moment, it felt like time had turned back to my childhood. His face was still so handsome that it easily made me lose my senses.

What surprised me even more was that after this reunion, Meng Xinghe actually started pursuing me.

He would appear downstairs at the company on time when I worked late, holding my favorite hot milk tea. When I was sick, he would tirelessly run all over the city just to buy me the right medicine.

Every move he made made me feel his thoughtfulness like never before.

Under his ardent pursuit, we quickly became boyfriend and girlfriend, and everything happened so naturally.

On the day I met my parents, I was overjoyed, thinking I would receive blessings from both sets of parents, but reality dealt me ​​a heavy blow.

Meng Xinghe's parents were firmly against us being together. Their cold words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing all my expectations.

Even the words and phrases spoken by Meng's mother were implying that I and Meng Xinghe should break up.

Mencius' mother's words were like sharp thorns, piercing my heart, and every word made me extremely sad.

I just can't understand how two families that were once so close could have ended up like this.

I was really heartbroken, and during those days, tears would always flow uncontrollably.

Fortunately, Meng Xinghe was always by my side, trying his best to comfort me. He would hold me tightly and whisper, "Don't worry, I'm here. I'll get Mom and Dad to agree. Don't fret."

Every time I hear him say that, my heart warms up, and it strengthens my resolve to stay with him.

If it weren't for that night, I might still be basking in the warmth Meng Xinghe gave me.

The words of Mencius' parents kept echoing in my mind, making me feel suffocated and uncomfortable.

While sleeping that night, I had a terrible nightmare. In the dream, the faces of Meng's parents became distorted, and they viciously told me to leave Meng Xinghe.

I woke up with a start from a nightmare, my back soaked in cold sweat. In a daze, I instinctively reached out to touch the side, wanting to grab Meng Xinghe for some comfort, only to find that there was no one beside me.

I called Meng Xinghe's name, and my voice echoed in the silent room, but I received no response.

In the darkness, I panicked and got up to look for him. I groped around the bed, my hands flailing wildly in the air, and accidentally bumped into a vase on the dressing table.

With a loud crash, the vase fell heavily to the ground, shattering into countless glass shards.

I crouched down, instinctively trying to pick up the shards in the darkness to avoid hurting anyone.

When I looked up, I noticed, in the faint moonlight streaming through the window, a small red dot was flashing where the vase had originally been placed.

My heart skipped a beat, and a bad feeling washed over me. I fumbled for my phone in a panic, turned on the flashlight, and held it close to my eyes—it was a miniature camera!

I couldn't believe my eyes. I never imagined that such a thing was hidden in the room between Meng Xinghe and me.

After the initial shock, anger and fear intertwined.

Desperate to find out what was going on, I suppressed my panic, turned on all the lights in the room, and began to search carefully to see if there were any other cameras.

I didn't know until I searched, and what I found sent chills down my spine.

Hidden in every corner of the room, in the gaps between bookshelves, in the lampshade of the bedside lamp... were cameras, like pairs of eyes lurking in the shadows, spying on every corner of our lives.

I ran out of the room in a panic, my hands trembling as I pulled out my phone and frantically dialed Meng Xinghe's number.

While cautiously watching the living room, fearing there might be surveillance cameras there, I incoherently shouted into the phone, trying to tell him everything I had discovered about the horror in the room.

Every second I waited for the call to connect, my mind was racing, filled with all sorts of terrifying thoughts.

Why is Meng Xinghe suddenly not in the room?

Did something happen to him?

Who could be so heartless as to install so many cameras in our room?

Fear overwhelmed me like a tidal wave, and I felt like I was suffocating.

Just then, Meng Xinghe's phone rang abruptly, the sound coming from the direction of the study.

I felt like I had grasped a lifeline, and I ran towards the study while shouting Meng Xinghe's name at the top of my lungs.

I flung open the study door and saw Meng Xinghe holding his phone, looking puzzled. "Don't come in, I have something to say..."

But my gaze was drawn to a strange scene on him, and I couldn't look away.

Looking down his face, you can see that his two arms are connected to wires that meander and twist to the machine next to him.

Meng Xinghe's eyes were no longer the warm and bright ones I was familiar with; instead, they radiated a mechanical coldness, devoid of any warmth.

He just stared at me quietly, but I felt that the person in front of me was no longer the Meng Xinghe I loved so much. It was as if I had been replaced by a strange, cold mechanical creature. An unprecedented sense of unfamiliarity and fear made me stand still, my legs went weak, and I could hardly stand.

"Who are you?"

"Instruction error occurred, target has discovered the truth, warning! Warning! Warning!"