Quick Transmigration Bureau: Goodnight countless times, good morning, goodnight...
Just as the atmosphere was getting sweet, the tenderness subtly changed.
Then Qi An'an also noticed something. She looked up and saw a red light drilling into her body.
At that moment, she felt her body become light and airy, and a surge of power filled her limbs and bones.
At the same time, the connection between her and Wen Cun seemed to become more real and deeper.
Her power has returned.
Every pore on her body opened up, and Qi An'an lazily stepped out of Wen Can's arms, "It feels so familiar."
“It was originally yours,” Wen Cun said. “An An gave it to Cen Ji willingly back then.”
"Ahem, let's not talk about the past."
He lowered his silvery-white eyelashes, still holding her hand, and said tenderly, "An'an won't do that again, right?"
Qi An'an nodded solemnly, "Yes, no. Based on your description, I guess I was a bit depressed back then, like I was tired of living, but I'm doing fine now, aren't I?"
She reached out and hugged Wen Cun. "I'm going to find Cen Ji. I need to have a talk with him."
"good."
Tenderness did not let go.
Qi An'an nudged him.
His lips brushed against her neck. "Will An'an come back to find me?"
She chuckled. "Don't be so dramatic. Where I go is still within your control, isn't it?"
Wen Cun even knew what she and Cen Ji were talking about.
Wen Cun's lips curved into a smile because of her smile.
"Okay, I'll wait for An'an to come back."
She was no longer in front of him, and the tender expression on his face had completely vanished.
Light blue eyes scanned this newly created world, and the shimmering light gained a touch of warmth.
He wanted to create a lively world for her.
That way, she wouldn't abandon him without a second thought like she did that time...
——
The silence still lingers in the black hole.
At this moment, he was somewhat bewildered and fearful, as if he had been rejected by the whole world. A large hole had been torn open in his chest, and blood was spreading everywhere, a shocking sight.
He was like a statue, his life force robbed, and the only thought left in his mind was to see her.
"You don't want to live anymore?"
Perhaps because he was too tense, he actually heard her voice.
He remained motionless, waiting to receive the sound before speaking.
But her image was already appearing before my eyes.
He could reach out and touch her.
But his hand hung limply in the air, unable to be raised.
Qi An'an looked at the large hole in his chest, the strong smell of blood filling her nostrils. "Cen Ji, I remember."
"What?"
Cen Ji's gaze followed her almost greedily.
He then realized that this was not his hallucination.
“Wen Cun transmitted the memories of that world to me.” Qi An’an stared at his pale face and admitted bluntly, “Cen Ji, I liked you a lot back then.”
Cen Ji was speechless, staring blankly at her, his upright posture becoming even more stiff.
Qi An'an continued, "I think you liked me back then too."
Cen Ji remained silent, his throat feeling as if it were blocked by a wad of cotton, and the chaotic thoughts surging like a tide made his heart beat erratically.
He looked into her clear eyes, as if he had returned to a distant past.
He almost thought it was just an illusion.
She said she liked him.
This was something he had never imagined.
But why does he feel so sad?
A glint of light flashed in his eyes, which then turned lifeless and dark again.
After all these years, he has finally received the final judgment on this relationship.
The girl's tone was flat, as if she were stating a fact, "But Cen Ji, it seems we've missed our chance. I'm an impatient person and can't maintain a long-term passion, so when I decided to sign you into the Quick Transmigration Bureau, I had already given up on you."
Whether she was warm or cold towards him, he seemed unmoved.
She left him hanging in the room for so long, and he just stared at her coldly, showing no emotion whatsoever.
Even if his feelings for her had reached the level of lovers.
In this solitude, his body was bound by her, but his heart was hidden too tightly by himself.
She gave up on him.
Cen Ji seemed to be trapped in the mud, unable to break free.
A chill, like that of a cold wave, swept over my entire body.
A wave of regret and emptiness washed over him, making it hard for him to breathe.
“I don’t want to hear this, Qi An’an.” His voice was hoarse and strained. “You could like me once, why can’t you like me a second time? I’m still here, aren’t I?”
“But I’ve already started moving forward.” Qi An’an looked at him calmly.
"You can't shake me off."
“You still don’t understand me. You’ve been to the era I lived in. I don’t really believe in love, and I don’t like messing around with men and women. What I want is the companionship of family.”
“Qi An’an, I can give it to you too.”
He bent down, his tall frame bending over, and carefully placed his hands on her shoulders, his tone almost pleading.
Qi An'an had never seen him like this before.
She softened her stance, like a pitiful little thing who had been abandoned.
But there were some things she needed to make clear to him.
She and he are a thing of the past, and he shouldn't cling to the past anymore.
She told him clearly, "I don't need it anymore, Cen Ji. Let yourself go."
Cen Ji remained silent for a long time, his thin lips parted but he couldn't utter a single word; only his eyes were red and moist, revealing his pain.
Qi An'an then said, "Or, I'll give you your freedom."
"I don't want freedom."
"This is what you once longed for most."
"That was then."
At this moment, Cen Ji seemed to disregard his pride and began to act like a child.
"Don't be unreasonable."
He stared at her, his eyes dull and lifeless, and squeezed out a sentence, "Qi An'an, I can give you my life, but you can't drive me away."
Looking at Cen Ji's face, Qi An'an knew that nothing she said would make a difference.
At that moment, a gentle figure appeared behind her, brushed away the man's hand on her shoulder, and pulled her two steps away.
Seeing Qi An'an turn around, he whispered to her, "His hands are a little dirty."
Qi An'an: "..."
Cen Ji's hands were stained with blood, which ended up rubbing against her shoulder.
"..." Cen Ji, who had been scolded by crickets in front of him, snapped out of his grief and gritted his teeth. "Wen Cun, what are you so smug about?"
A tender yet cool gaze peeked out from beneath her thick eyelashes. "You actually managed to tell I was smug?"
"..." Cen Ji's sword pointed directly at Wen Cun, "Let's have a match."
Wen Cun raised her hand and lightly flicked away the sword tip. "Okay."
Qi An'an glanced around but didn't stop her. "Don't get hurt."
"Who are you talking to?" Cen Ji glanced at her, his eyes burning brighter than the light of a sword.
Qi An'an hadn't opened her mouth yet.
Wen Cun gently told her, "I know, you won't get hurt."
Cen Ji's face darkened instantly, and without wasting a second, he attacked Wen Cun.
Qi An'an's vision blurred as two shadows flashed past and disappeared into the distance.
She reached up and touched her forehead, her feelings indescribable.
Once Cen Ji becomes stubborn, it's anyone's guess how long he'll keep it up.
But she really didn't need his life.
They might just need to fight it out and vent their frustrations.
——
"boom!"
The golden and red lights collided above the new city.
The people in the square glanced up, then continued with what they were doing as if nothing had happened.
Time passed, and the new city began to alternate between day and night.
Recently, there have been many more ways to earn points in the Quick Transmigration Bureau. The new city's infrastructure construction is in full swing, various industries are emerging, and there are also many entertainment activities.
The usually mysterious Director Qi An'an now posts inspirational quotes on her public account every day, encouraging everyone to strive for a better life and create a positive outlook.
"Hey, the director updated!"
"But it's not inspirational!"
"Planning to explore the Small World, looking for a travel companion?"
"No, two people can go to the small world together?"
"That's the bureau chief, he can have as many as he wants!"
"Tenderness or solitude, come on, place your bets!"
Hearing the man's shout, everyone looked up and seemed a little confused.
Wen Cun and Cen Ji were always fighting together. At first, they couldn't determine a winner, but later Wen Cun was accidentally injured. The director was furious and started fighting with Cen Ji.
Cen Ji dared not touch the bureau chief and was almost completely overwhelmed.
It is said that Shi Jing eventually intervened to break up the fight, but he ended up fighting with Cen Ji. After Di Si joined in, Bai Rui also got involved...
Anyway, those people on the ninth floor used to be a real handful.
Now, Wen Cun and Cen Ji are both chasing after the bureau chief, but the two still don't get along and are always covered in wounds. Every time the female comrades see those two battle-worn faces on the forum, they get excited for half a day.
I have no idea what they're so excited about.
But they all knew that the bureau chief had accidentally liked the post one time.
—Even the bureau chief loves a battle-worn face.
Qi An'an's account had just been updated when Wen Cun appeared in front of her. His short, silver-white hair was messy and hanging down. His snow-white skin and high nose bridge had a small scrape and a bruise, as if he had been punched hard.
Cen Ji appeared in the blink of an eye, but he was not injured, only his short hair was slightly messy and a few drops of sweat were seeping from his forehead.
Qi An'an's room was still the same one that Shi Jing had decorated before, a mismatched and awkward one, but much larger.
How did you get injured?
As soon as Qi An'an saw the injury on Wen Cun's face, she asked him about it.
Wen Cun replied, "I was just being considerate of Cen Ji. It didn't hurt that much, An An, don't worry."
The implication was clear: Cen Ji was the one who hit him.
This wasn't the first time Qi An'an had heard similar words, after all, every time Wen Cun was provoked by Cen Ji, she would come back injured.
"Heh, what are you pretending for?" Cen Ji clenched his fist, suppressing the urge to strike.
He turned to Qi An'an, his tone cold and stern, tinged with anger, "He did it on purpose, trying to gain your sympathy. Can't you see that?"
Qi An'an: "Why are you so irritable? You hit someone and you still think you're right?"
Cen Ji was furious, his handsome face visibly darkening. "I can't beat him at all. He injured himself on purpose!"
Wen Cun pursed her slightly pale lips and lowered her eyes, saying, "An An, I'm sorry. I promised you last time that I wouldn't get hurt again, but I don't want to hurt others either. I'll definitely hide better next time..."
Cen Ji glared angrily, his anger finally culminating in two words: "Shameless!"
Upon seeing Qi An'an's extremely distressed expression, he was so angry that he slammed the door and left!
Stepping outside and seeing eight faces watching the spectacle, he felt like he was about to have a heart attack!
"Close the door for me."
Qi An'an's voice came from inside the house.
Shi Jing reached out and closed the door.
Hearing Qi An'an say, "Get out of here."
She added gently, "Brother, walk slowly."
Everyone: "..."
Sometimes I really hate Qi An'an's differential treatment!
Before Colin left, he quietly jotted something down in his notebook.
Tenderness and solitude are two extremes; clearly, there's a reason why the former has a girlfriend…
In the last class, Colin thought he would get a perfect score!
In the room, Qi An'an gently touched the injured bridge of her nose with her fingertips.
"It doesn't hurt?"
"……pain."
"Then fix it quickly."
He could have easily removed the injury by simply modifying the program...
Wen Cun: "Okay."
He finally got injured, it would be a waste not to take a look at it.
So even though he said that, he didn't intend to touch the wound and just lingered in front of Qi An'an.
This left Qi An'an speechless.
She leaned back on the single chaise lounge as if she had no bones, and tenderness followed.
His damp breath fell on her neck. "An'an, you still haven't said where you want to go?"
He didn't want to stay here anymore.
Being alone is really annoying.
Qi An'an stroked his smooth, short hair and said, "The question now is, who should I choose to go out with me?"
The man slightly raised his eyelashes, a dark glint flashing within them. "Someone else volunteered?"
"Yes, I have."
Qi An'an gave him the list, "Shi Jing said he's feeling a bit bored and wants to go for a walk. Donna is in a bad mood and keeps bothering me..."
The more she spoke, the darker her gentle expression became.
She suddenly looked at him, smiling brightly, "Why aren't you saying anything?"
This time, Wen Cun didn't beat around the bush and replied in a deep voice, "I'm angry."
She was indeed teasing him on purpose. After hearing his answer, she laughed so hard she almost fell over. "Hurry up and fix your face, then I'll take you out to play."
He gently pulled her back into his arms, his forehead pressed against hers, their breaths mingling. "Didn't you say you liked battle-worn faces?"
"Don't listen to those people's nonsense. How could I bear to see you get hurt?"
She chuckled softly, "I haven't even healed the injuries you caused last night."
In front of her, he gently tugged at her collar, revealing several hickeys with deep teeth marks on her fair skin.
Qi An'an: "..."
She changed the subject, "What world do you think we should choose?"
He gently kissed her red earlobe and obediently replied, "Whatever you say."
With the collar of her uniform half-open, the scar on her nose appeared alluring.
Qi An'an didn't say a word, grabbed the front of his clothes, and dragged him towards the bed.
Wen Cun followed her lead and asked, "Where are we going?"
She then pushed him down onto the bed, sat on top of him, placed her palm on his chest, leaned slightly forward, and gently brushed her fingertips across the wound on his nose. "Don't rush to leave. Let your wound heal first."
The two understood each other perfectly, and they were both well aware of each other's little schemes.
But it's quite charming when one pretends not to know and the other answers with tender affection.
The man grunted, "Not recuperating? An'an, you've caused another injury."
Qi An'an stroked the teeth marks left on his chest, "So, do you still want it?"
Wen Cun: "...Yes."
Qi An'an smiled and kissed him, "How long have we been bound together?"
Wen Cun shook her head, "The time calculation method is different, so it can no longer be recorded."
"Now, let's settle this score. You wanted me to go to a small world to nurture myself, but why did you make it so difficult? And you even wanted me to 'conquer' you?"
"It was my selfish reason," Wen Cun frankly admitted. "Is An An angry?"
Qi An'an shook her head, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Let's go to Zhou Qi's world."
Her tender eyes flickered slightly. "Mm."
I couldn't help but sigh.
Zhou Qi is a eunuch, while she is a wicked concubine who wreaks havoc on the court...
He felt that she didn't want to go on vacation, but rather... to play with him.
However, he'll do anything she wants if she likes it.
"Wen, Wen Cun, I still owe you an apology."
She was lying face down, her voice somewhat broken.
He blinked slowly and tenderly, brushed aside her sweaty hair, and gently kissed the skin behind her ear. "An'an has never owed me anything..."
Before he could finish speaking, she said, "Change..."
"..." Wen Cun silently turned her over.
Slightly disappointed, but the next second, soft lips pressed against mine.
He craved this proactive tenderness, cupped his hand behind her neck, and returned the kiss.
She couldn't break free, so she cooperated with him for a while longer.
After a long while, catching her breath, she said, "I haven't finished speaking yet."
He waited quietly, his light blue eyes showing no trace of frost, but burning with intense passion.
He heard her say, "Warmth, I will never leave you again."
Wen Ting's throat was dry, and a sour and bitter emotion spread from her heart to her whole body, but upon closer inspection, it also tasted somewhat sweet. He buried his face in her neck and said, "An'an, don't break your promise."
He was not a true human being after all.
He learned his emotions little by little.
He clearly noticed her unusual behavior back then, and he tried to cheer her up every day, but in the end, he couldn't bring her back.
He could give her everything she needed, but what she wanted was death.
He had no choice but to go against her wishes.
Hot tears soaked her neck. Qi An'an opened her mouth, but suddenly didn't know how to comfort her.
Sometimes she imagines tenderness to be too perfect; in reality, he also needs companionship and a sense of security.
He cried, but his actions became increasingly fierce.
She cursed and lost all desire to comfort him!
The two of them had great stamina, and once they started playing around, it never stopped. As dawn approached, Wen Cun sat by the bed and tucked Qi An'an in, saying, "Go to sleep."
He was still different from ordinary people; he didn't need sleep. And every time the two of them finished in the space, he would take good care of her before disappearing to do routine maintenance.
Qi An'an's eyes were half-closed as she held his hand, her voice languid, "Sleep in my arms."
Wen Cun was slightly taken aback and inexplicably became nervous. He slowly nodded and took off his uniform again.
He lay down in bed, and Qi An'an crawled over, hugged him, and buried her head in his chest. "Goodnight, sweet nothings."
She is very warm.
With a sore throat, she whispered, "Goodnight."
He can say good morning and good night to her countless times in the future.
The thought of this made him very happy.
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Author's Note: This was a long and arduous process of editing and rewriting before I finally finished it. Thank you for your continued support!
Upcoming novel: Please Play the Scumbag Woman (Quick Transmigration)
She is naturally beautiful but has a withdrawn personality, and Shi Xi faces difficulties every step of the way in the Time and Space Bureau.
She had just passed the assessment for the female lead department with a high score, but was temporarily reassigned to the scumbag department.
From then on, Shi Xi was opened the door to a new world, and her integrity was gone forever.
1. In a dating reality show, she fell in love with five male guests at first sight and couldn't choose, which led to her being heavily criticized by the audience.
Male 12345: Don't scold Xixi, come at me!
Woman1234: What did Xixi do wrong? She's just more compassionate.
The audience's CPUs are burning out: Shi Xi single-handedly wins over nine guests!
2. A lovesick, womanizing girl living in an all-boys high school
Shi Xi: Only you know I'm a girl, it's a little secret between us.
3. An orphan girl in the 1980s
Shi Xi: I like you the most. I want to eat grilled fish today.
...
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