[Quick Transmigration] The Pretty Little Cannon Fodder Who Doesn’t Speak - Chapter 7

“I want to move in and live with you…” Xia Zhixu squeezed his fingers together nervously. 

Just as Song Qingchuan turned around, he then raised his hand and grabbed Song Qingchuan’s sleeve, looking up at him with a pitiful expression.

Song Qingchuan placed the ice pack on the table and said, “You forgot that freshmen have to live on campus? Only sophomores can live off campus.”

Song Qingchuan had already checked this when he took Xia Zhixu to register for university.　　

Xia Zhixu immediately deflated, hanging his head dejectedly, his entire body lacking energy.　

“I have to go back to work soon. When are you heading back to school?” 

Song Qingchuan picked up the ice pack and towel from the table and said in a calm tone.　

Xia Zhixu felt even more upset.　　

‘Song Qingchuan didn’t want to be with him. He can’t wait to send me back.’　　

‘Wah… Did he hate him that much?’  　　

Song Qingchuan put the ice pack and towel away, and since Xia Zhixu hadn’t said a word, when he walked out from the bathroom, he saw Xia Zhixu sitting with red eyes, crying pitifully.

Xia Zhixu bit his lip, trying hard to keep his eyes open in a desperate attempt to keep the tears from falling, but that made him look even more heartbreaking than if he had just cried.  

Song Qingchuan walked up to Xia Zhixu, “What’s wrong?”  

Xia Zhixu looked up, “I… I’m not crying!”

A heavy blow struck Song Qingchuan’s heart. For a moment, he didn’t know what to do with Xia Zhixu. He tried to recall how others comforted people, but all he could remember was when he was a child, the auntie from the neighbouring house used to hold crying children, rub their heads, and pat their backs…

Song Qingchuan suddenly picked up Xia Zhixu, who was sitting on the chair, in one swift motion. Xia Zhixu was startled, his eyes widening in disbelief as he looked at Song Qingchuan. 

Song Qingchuan sat down on the edge of the bed and gently placed Xia Zhixu on his lap. He raised a hand and gently rubbed his head. Xia Zhixu felt like he could no longer hold back his tears. He wrapped his arms around Song Qingchuan, rested his chin on Song Qingchuan’s shoulder, and at that moment, his tears finally fell.

He was afraid that if he kept crying, Song Qingchuan would hate him.

But Song Qingchuan could feel the warm, damp sensation on his shoulder, so he kept gently patting Xia Zhixu’s back, over and over again.

Xia Zhixu’s whole body gradually relaxed.

They stayed like that for about half an hour. 

Then Song Qingchuan finally said, “Alright, I need to take you back to school. If I don’t go to work, we’ll be left eating wind next month.”　　

Since the original host went to university and became infatuated, his expenses had skyrocketed. Song Qingchuan’s monthly salary was only four thousand yuan, with rent and his meals costing a thousand yuan, leaving three thousand yuan for the original host. 

The original host depleted even the previous savings.

That made Xia Zhixu feel even more sorry for Song Qingchuan.　

He dared not cause any more trouble for Song Qingchuan.

Song Qingchuan took Xia Zhixu back to school. It was a half-hour bus ride from home to A University, including one transfer in between, which made it a bit of a hassle.

At the gate of A University—  

“Aren’t you going to walk me in?” Xia Zhixu tugged at Song Qingchuan’s sleeve, his eyes filled with anxiety.  

He resembled a child on his first day of school who couldn’t bear to part with his father.  

Song Qingchuan’s lips curved into a faint smile. 

“I won’t go in. If you want to see me, I’ll come visit you on the weekend.”  

“No need. I’ll come find you after class on Friday!… ” 

Xia Zhixu finally perked up, his eyes sparkling, afraid that Song Qingchuan might refuse. He didn’t want to stay in the dormitory where relations with others weren’t good, and being in that environment was uncomfortable.  

After thinking about it, he realised his words weren’t appropriate and nervously asked again, “Is that okay?”  

Song Qingchuan looked at Xia Zhixu for a long time, then nodded, “Okay.”　　

‘Such beautiful eyes—if only he could cry a little less.’

“Go inside.” 

Song Qingchuan jerked his chin.

Xia Zhixu walked toward the gate, looking back every few steps. Each time he turned around, he saw Song Qingchuan standing there watching him. Xia Zhixu’s anxious heart calmed down a little. Once the school gate disappeared from view, Xia Zhixu started counting on his fingers.

‘Today is Tuesday. If he didn’t count today, it would be Friday in two and a half days, and then he could go find Song Qingchuan.’

‘Two days will just pass in the blink of an eye.’　

Xia Zhixu clenched his fists and quietly cheered himself on.　

Now his mood improved, too. He even felt that everything was pretty great. He suddenly felt that his death wasn’t so hard to accept after all. Anyway, when he died, no one in his original world would mourn him—Lu Jingzhi might even be very happy, as he could be with his secretary. He wouldn’t even have to deal with a useless, disappointing fiancée anymore.

‘And as for him… hehe… he got to meet Lu Heyan in this world.’

Xia Zhixu, “Yuan Bao, is Song Qingchuan of this world the same person as Lu Heyan in my world?”

Yuan Bao, “Your world?”

Xia Zhixu, “Yeah, Lu Heyan in my world looks exactly like Song Qingchuan!”

Yuan Bao, “Host, it might just be a coincidence… The system’s analysis shows that the probability is very low.

As a system, Yuan Bao couldn’t lie. Judging from Xia Zhixu’s expression, Lu Heyan must be very important to him.  

However… During their newbie training sessions, the instructors had emphasised that, as an excellent system, it’s best not to let the host develop too deep an emotional attachment to the people in the small world. 

The soul indices of the people in the small world often fail to meet the requirements of the Time and Space Bureau, and emotional harm could very well cause the host to collapse in the small world.  

This is very dangerous.

Yuan Bao felt a bit uneasy, guessing that Xia Zhixu was about to cry again. Yuan Bao considered whether it should redeem some snacks to comfort Xia Zhixu—after all, even if he was crying, he had to be pampered, as he was still its host.

This time, however, Xia Zhixu didn’t cry. Instead, he felt that Yuan Bao wasn’t as impressive as it claimed.  

‘It’s not like Yuan Bao said—it is Lu Heyan.’

‘In his short twenty years of life, the only one who had ever given him that feeling was Lu Heyan—it couldn’t be anyone else!’  

‘So Song Qingchuan is Lu Heyan.’　

Xia Zhixu, “Yuan Bao, I think you’re not very smart, huh?”

Yuan Bao, ??!!  

Xia Zhixu, “But I forgive you. Even though you’re dumb, you’re my system, and I’ll treat you well!”

Yuan Bao, “Huh?”

‘Wait, host, isn’t this the other way around?’

As a system, Yuan Bao firmly believed that Xia Zhixu was still a crybaby host, and it was the one who was taking care of Xia Zhixu.

But Xia Zhixu was a little troubled. 

‘He felt it so strongly, so why would Yuan Bao say otherwise? Yuan Bao was a system… Hmm, maybe it was too weak.’

‘That must be it.’　

“Xia Zhixu.”

As soon as Xia Zhixu arrived at the dormitory building, he heard someone calling his name. Xia Zhixu looked up in surprise and saw Jiang Minghui standing at the entrance of the dormitory building, carrying some things.

Xia Zhixu backed away in fear, his little head filled with only two words—

‘It’s over!’

‘Sure enough, there was no escaping—Jiang Minghui must’ve been so furious he chased him all the way here just to beat him up!’

Xia Zhixu, “Yuan Bao!!”

Yuan Bao, still browsing a list of guides on how to curse, “What’s wrong, host?”  

Xia Zhixu, “Jiang… Jiang… Jiang Minghui is here to beat me up?”  

Yuan Bao, “!!! Host, don’t panic. I’ll protect you.”