Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 275 Thorny Rose (32)

For the next three days, Song Yi did not appear.

Yan Zhen had been on guard for three days, guessing that Song Yi's attempt at feigning injury had failed, and that her heartless actions had hurt his pride, leading him to give up...

But as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she returned to her rented room after get off work that evening and found the lights on.

The door was ajar. Yan Zhen pushed it open and, sure enough, Song Yi was sitting at his desk flipping through her high school textbooks. On the only small table in the room was a thermal box, which was obviously something he had brought with him.

Hearing the door open, Song Yi turned around, saw her, and immediately gave her a fawning smile, stood up and said, "You're back."

After three days apart, Song Yi's face was pale, he had lost weight, and his chin looked even sharper.

It seems that his self-inflicted injury that day caused him a lot of suffering.

But he still doesn't learn his lesson.

Yan Zhen stood at the door, neither moving nor speaking.

Song Yi walked over and naturally reached out to take her hand: "What are you standing there for? Come in..."

Yan Zhen raised her hand to avoid him.

Song Yi froze for a moment, but he wasn't embarrassed. He turned around and walked to the small table, opening the insulated food container as he said, "You haven't had dinner yet, have you? I brought you some food. Try this roasted pigeon; it's Cantonese style..."

"Song Yi," Yan Zhen interrupted him, feeling a sense of powerlessness in the face of a rogue, "Do you really have to put me in such a difficult position?"

She had encountered men who relentlessly pursued her in other missions before, but since they were men, Yan Zhen's solution was simple and brutal—she would beat them up every time they harassed her, and she was ruthless and merciless in every move.

Later, that man not only didn't pester her, but he also avoided her every time he saw her.

But Song is also a girl.

She was a year younger than her and had helped her when she was ostracized by the group.

Although it cannot be ruled out that she had ulterior motives when helping her, the time she spent living in Dexian Building was indeed the most relaxing period she had experienced since coming to this world.

For these two reasons, she was unwilling and unable to treat him like a man, verbally abusing him or physically assaulting him.

Song Yi stammered, "I'm sorry..."

"Don't play the victim," Yan Zhen interrupted him. "That trick won't work on me."

Song paused for a moment.

"I don't want to be too harsh, but what you're doing is already causing me trouble," Yan Zhen said. "Following me, stalking me—everything you've done is enough for me to call the police. If you don't want things to get too ugly, leave now."

Song Yi stood still, motionless.

Seeing this, Yan Zhen took out his phone: "I'll count to three. If you don't leave by then, I'll call the police to report you for trespassing! One..."

Song Yi gritted her teeth, her eyes reddening with grievance.

"two!"

Song Yi didn't leave. Instead, she turned around, shoved the textbooks off the desk, stepped onto the desk, pushed open the old-fashioned glass window, sat on it, and stepped one foot out of the window. While crying, she said, "If you try to kick me out again, I'll jump off right now."

Yan Zhen paused slightly, tapped on her phone, and then moved closer to Song Yi.

Song Yi immediately shouted, "Don't come any closer! Or I'll jump right now!"

"Wait a minute!" Yan Zhen stopped him, raised her phone to him, and adjusted the angle. "Okay."

Song Yi: "...What?"

"I've switched my phone to video recording mode, you can jump now."

Song Yi: "..."

Yan Zhen explained, "This is the third floor. There's a chance of dying if you jump. I need to leave evidence to prove that I didn't kill you, otherwise I won't be able to explain to the Song family and the landlord—are you going to jump or not?"

Song Yi: "..."

Yan Zhen was certain that he wouldn't dare to jump. After stating her position, she didn't continue to provoke him. She put away her phone and said, "I've said it before, provocation and self-inflicted injury won't work on me. I'm not falling for that. If you're not going to jump, then get down. You've dirtied my table."

Song Yi sat by the window, silent for a while. He wiped away his tears, returned the way he came, stepped down from the table, and complained softly, "Lin Xun, you're so heartless."

"The most foolish thing to do is to hurt yourself to gain attention," Yan Zhen said, walking past Song Yi to tidy up the desk that had been stepped on and dirtied. "Go back. If you stay here, you won't gain anything except embarrassment."

Song Yi didn't move, standing behind her and asking unwillingly, "You really don't like me at all?"

"Correct."

"Can't you try to like me?"

"No."

"Not even a little bit?"

"No," Yan Zhen said decisively. "Don't ask such pointless questions anymore."

Song Yi: "..."

He stared at Yan Zhen's back for a while, then suddenly chuckled softly, "Alright."

Yan Zhen keenly sensed danger in his words and quickly turned around.

Seeing that Song Yi didn't seem happy, but neither pulled out a knife nor made any move to attack her with his bare hands, she paused slightly and issued an ultimatum: "Now that we've laid things out, you can leave. Don't come back again."

“Okay.” Song Yi said, walking over to Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen immediately asked warily, "What are you doing?"

Song Yi pointed to the desk behind her and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want to see me anymore? I'll take all my things with me. As for the items you left at Dexian Building, I'll have someone pack them up and send them over."

Yan Zhen thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

She tried to move aside, but was suddenly struck on the back of the neck.

Yan Zhen shuddered, his consciousness seemed to be instantly pulled away, and he collapsed to the ground limp before being caught in someone's arms.

Before she lost consciousness, she heard Song Yi whisper in her ear, "My things... include you too."

-

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Zhen regained consciousness.

Her neck was throbbing with pain, and she clearly remembered what had happened before she lost consciousness. So when she regained consciousness, she didn't make a sound immediately, but instead opened her eyes slightly and quietly observed her surroundings.

Ten seconds later, Yan Zhen confirmed it—she was in Song Yi's room at the Song family manor, on the bed.

My hands and feet weren't tied up, and I was covered properly with a blanket. The room was dimly lit, but the air conditioning kept the temperature and humidity just right.

The scenario that Song Yi imagined—throwing her into the basement and torturing her by cutting off her water and food—has not yet occurred.

As Yan Zhen was analyzing Song Yi's next move in his mind, a voice suddenly rang out in the room: "Awake?"

Yan Zhen: "..."

Only then did she notice a person sitting on the sofa not far away.

She didn't know how long the other person had been watching her in the darkness.

Pretending to be dead was no longer an option, so Yan Zhen simply sat up.

The next moment, the lights in the room gradually turned on, the light changing from dim to soft, and then to bright, giving Yan Zhen's eyes time to adjust, until she could see Song Yi sitting on the sofa.

Contrary to his usual style, Song Yi didn't wear the dress he usually liked. Instead, he changed into a beige sweatshirt and casual pants, with his long hair tied in a ponytail. He was sitting on the sofa, tilting his head slightly as he looked at her.