Quick Transmigration: Playing the Role of a Devoted Tool

At this time, there weren't many people in the supermarket, and Qi Ran took some photos while shopping and sent them to Ye Xingye.

"Is there anything you'd like to eat?"

Ye Xingye hasn't rested yet. He stayed up all night drinking yesterday and is feeling a bit unwell now.

He was about to do his homework when his phone notified him of a text message from Qi Ran. He stopped and opened the message, only to see photos of fruit on the supermarket shelves.

The other party was probably afraid he wouldn't like it, so they put several kinds in the cart.

Ye Xingye initially didn't want to talk to him, but considering the continuous heavy rain these past few days and the fact that her clothes couldn't dry, she decided to go there over the weekend to dry them in the dryer, so her attitude softened considerably.

"what ever."

"Okay, are you coming back this weekend?" Qi Ran asked.

Ye Xingye typed a single word, then placed his phone face down on the table and stopped looking at the message.

Qi Ran didn't send any more messages. He knew Ye Xingye; he wouldn't stare at his phone for too long.

The more he sent, the more annoyed Ye Xingye became.

When Qi Ran bought the things and went back, there was a traffic jam on the way.

The driver grumbled and complained about the weather.

Qi Ran looked out the car window. The rain wasn't heavy, but the person causing the traffic jam was covered in blood. It was unclear whether he had been hit by a car or something else.

The person was already dead when the ambulance arrived.

Traffic police cleared the roads, and Qi Ran was delayed on the road for an hour before finally getting home.

He took off his clothes and threw them into the washing machine, then changed into his pajamas and put the things in the refrigerator.

Just then, the news started broadcasting on television, and unsurprisingly, warnings about the unknown virus had begun.

At first, no one paid attention to this news, and everyone treated it as an ordinary virus.

Qi Ran cooked herself some noodles and scrolled through her phone.

I've seen many bloggers posting videos advising people to stay home as much as possible, and that the virus can drive people crazy and is highly contagious.

But soon, these bloggers' videos were taken down.

The internet remains peaceful, as if those videos never existed.

Qi Ran guessed that the higher-ups already knew something and had taken action to restrict the spread of information in order to avoid causing a disturbance, seemingly trying to suppress the truth.

[Host, the city is under lockdown.]

"I know, it's okay." Qi Ran opened the video section and saw that someone had posted a video explaining why people couldn't leave the city.

Spring City is a second-tier city with a dense population and well-developed transportation.

Once the city is locked down, the news can no longer be kept secret.

Those powerful and influential people who had learned the inside story had already fled with their families, and the children of the powerful and influential in the school were also taken away by their families through connections. They didn't even know what had happened.

Ye Xingye woke up and went to the cafeteria for lunch. While queuing, he heard many students discussing the city lockdown, so he went online to check what was going on.

Upon investigation, terms like "virus" and "lockdown" were particularly prominent.

No wonder the school recently canceled its anniversary celebrations.

Boom!

A thunderclap startled everyone.

Even Ye Xingye was startled.

This was the first time he had ever heard such loud thunder.

Ye Xingye bought his food and sat in a corner. He had only taken a few bites when a startled exclamation broke the silence in the cafeteria.

"Someone vomited blood!"

Suddenly someone screamed, and chaos erupted around them.

The students called the police and ambulances.

The student who vomited blood lay on the ground convulsing, his eyes glowing a terrifying bright red.

Ye Xingye found the food disgusting, threw it away, and left.

After returning to his dormitory, he thought it over and over again, then picked up his phone, left the school gate, and took a taxi to Qi Ran's place.

Qi Ran rented a place in a high-end residential area with good security and maintenance. To avoid getting wet in the rain, Ye Xingye asked the driver to drive into the garage and take the elevator up.

Qi Ran knew nothing about this.

He was engrossed in preparing ingredients for dinner in the kitchen when he heard the door open. He paused, a smile flashing across his face.

As I came out of the kitchen, I saw Ye Xingye sprawled on the sofa.

"Hoshino, let's have hot pot tonight."

"Hmm," Ye Xingye replied indifferently.

Qi Ran poured hot tea and placed it within easy reach of Ye Xingye, then asked if he needed anything else before heading to the kitchen to get busy.

Qi Ran's rented apartment has an open kitchen.

The kitchen's wooden cabinets are the same color as the living room floor. Standing in the living room, you can see the vegetables dripping by the sink and the blue flames dancing on the stove. The aroma of the food makes you unconsciously look towards the kitchen.

And the person cooking with practiced ease.

Ye Xingye suddenly remembered that Qi Ran used to not know how to cook.

Because he always disliked Qi Ran for this, Qi Ran later went to learn cooking specifically for him.

Qi Ran was like a pretty doll without a personality; whatever Ye Xingye said, she did.

Ye Xingye sometimes wondered if he had gone too far.

But looking at Qi Ran's flawlessly beautiful face, jealousy outweighed affection.

What exactly does Devon like about him?

Besides his looks, what else does he have that would make her like him and reject him?

After dinner, Qi Ran cleaned up the kitchen and went to take a shower. When she came out, Ye Xingye was still on the sofa, scrolling through the news on his phone.

Qi Ran carefully hugged him, snuggled into Ye Xingye's arms, and kissed the corner of Ye Xingye's mouth. Her hair was not completely dry and smelled of shower gel.

"Shall we do it?" Qi Ran asked tentatively.

Ye Xingye put down his phone, held him in one arm, and stroked Qi Ran's slender waist with the other. He was quite pleased with Qi Ran's understanding and carried him into the house.

Qi Ran is sensible and understanding.

He could let Ye Xingye do whatever he wanted, and even when he was tired, he wouldn't say anything. When he was extremely upset, he would just silently shed tears, being unusually obedient.

Ye Xingye always goes too far, knocking people unconscious.

This time was no exception. Qi Ran fell into a coma in the extreme heat. When she woke up, she felt an arm on her waist. She gently moved it away and got out of bed to go to the bathroom to wash up.

The warm water washed away the stickiness, but couldn't remove the dense marks on Qi's back.

These are not problems.

Although Ye Xingye loves to play, he won't kill him, so the process is a bit more intense.

The rain was still falling, and a large number of videos about the virus began appearing on my phone.

Numerous eyewitness accounts have revealed that infected individuals can attack people, warning everyone to take precautions.

When Ye Xingye woke up and opened his phone, he saw these things and keenly realized that things were not simple.

Seeing that Qi Ran had finished showering and changed her clothes, he opened the wardrobe, rummaged around for a while, and took the clothes to the bathroom.

When he came out, Qi Ran had already prepared the meal. Ye Xingye pulled out a chair and sat down, telling Qi Ran to stay home and that he was going to the supermarket to stock up on supplies, in case he couldn't buy any food.

"Don't you need me to come along?" Qi Ran asked.

"What are you going to do? Stay home." Ye Xingye refused.

Ye Xingye didn't want to take Qi Ran with him, intuitively feeling that Qi Ran's combat skills were lacking, and that if they encountered infected people, he would become a burden to him.

"Okay." Qi Ran nodded in agreement and went to clear the dishes.

Ye Xingye left after finishing his meal.

He went downstairs to the garage, where there was a car belonging to Qi Ran, and the key was with Ye Xingye.

He would usually drive Qi Ran to the beach for some exciting activities, but now he prefers to stay at home, where he's more comfortable.

When Ye Xingye arrived at the supermarket, he almost wondered if he had gone to the wrong place.

With nowhere to park, he could only stop at the nearest intersection, then ran into the supermarket entrance with his umbrella.

There were so many people, it was a sea of ​​people.