Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

A yellow light shone at the bus stop, casting a dim, yellowish glow on people's faces and blurring the boy's handsome features.

The last train hadn't arrived yet, and there were only a few people scattered on the platform.

Hearing Qi Yang's words, Chen Zuo smiled, somewhat helplessly, "Qi Yang, I'm pursuing you."

Qi Yang remained silent.

"We've been in the same classroom for over ten hours. We can't talk during class, and you won't let me see you after class. I haven't spoken to you all day," Chen Zuo said in a low, restrained voice. "I want to spend some time with you."

Qi Yang pursed her lips and said in a muffled voice, "I said, I don't want to think about these things right now..."

"I know." Chen Zuo's gaze remained fixed on her, gazing at the girl's pure face. He pressed his tongue against his cheek and sighed, "I'll go back with you. I won't ask you to do anything else, and I won't keep talking, okay?"

Qi Yang fell silent.

The wind passed between the two of them, carrying the dryness and coolness of early autumn. Something inside them slowly crumbled.

Qi Yang turned her head away, "Whatever."

She put her hands back in her school uniform pockets, her eyes lowered, her eyelashes concealing the emotions within them, looking somewhat unnatural. Chen Zuo looked at her forced composure, a smile flickering in his eyes, his tense shoulders relaxing slightly, and she agreed.

A moment later, the bus arrived.

The two got into the car one after the other. Qi Yang liked to sit by the window, so Chen Zuo sat quietly next to her. He really did just as he said, wanting to spend some time with her, and didn't say much along the way.

The carriage was quiet, with only occasional announcements. As the train swayed, the two men's shoulders brushed against each other gently, their closeness barely concealed, and a silent, ambiguous tension gradually intensified.

Finally arriving at the station, Qi Yang breathed a sigh of relief. She stood up and pressed the bell.

After getting off the bus, I heard unhurried footsteps behind me again.

Qi Yang couldn't help but turn her head and saw Chen Zuo slowly following behind her. She said, "You don't need to get out of the car. There's only a short distance left. I can go back by myself."

Chen Zuo remained calm. "We still have to send it."

Qi Yang said, head bowed, "You don't need to do that."

"What?" Chen Zuo stared at her.

Qi Yang said somewhat awkwardly, "Your house should be in the opposite direction, right? You'll be going back later anyway, why bother?"

As Chen Zuo walked, he unconsciously moved closer to her. "I'm pursuing you, what are you feeling guilty about?"

"I pursued you because I wanted to," he said calmly. "You don't need to feel indebted to me, and you don't need to feel that you should reciprocate in any way because of this."

Qi Yang opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but then felt that nothing she said would be quite right.

She finally managed to utter, "Who said I felt guilty?"

Her voice was muffled and soft, making it difficult to hear clearly. Chen Zuo glanced at her reddened earlobes, the corners of his mouth curving into a smile, but he didn't expose her. "Alright, I misunderstood."

They arrived at the entrance of the residential compound. Qi Yang looked at him and said, "I'm here. Can we go now?"

Chen Zuo nodded, "That's fine."

Qi Yang gripped the backpack strap, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then be careful on your way back."

"Okay, I'll watch you go up."

Qi Yang didn't respond to him again and turned to walk towards the apartment building.

After walking a few steps, she couldn't help but look back again.

He was still standing under the streetlight, his backpack slung over one shoulder, his posture casual and relaxed. When he saw her turn around, he gestured to her with his chin, indicating that she should go inside quickly.

Qi Yang immediately turned her head back and quickened her pace.

*

The next day, when Qi Yang arrived at the classroom, she couldn't help but glance at the back of the classroom as soon as she walked in.

Chen Zuo has arrived.

He sat in his seat with his head down, sleeves rolled up to reveal his slender, pale arms, and wispy hair obscuring his handsome eyebrows and eyes, as he was solving a puzzle on paper.

Qi Yang rarely saw him so serious, so she couldn't help but take another look.

She took off her schoolbag and instinctively reached into the desk drawer, where she touched something unfamiliar.

She took it out; it was a simply packaged box containing a slice of cheesecake. Qi Yang paused for a moment, then reached into the drawer of the table and pulled out a bottle of yogurt.

There was a sticky note on the yogurt bottle with a few words written on it. She recognized the handwriting; it was exactly the same as the notes on the bottle, written in a flowing, elegant style.

"You need to eat breakfast."

Qi Yang stared at it for a few seconds, then glanced back.

Chen Zuo was still working on the problem.

Before she could react, the homeroom teacher had already walked in as the morning reading bell rang, so Qi Yang had no choice but to put her things back.

Today's morning reading class was Chinese. During the class, the Chinese teacher announced some news: "Next week we will have our second monthly exam. This time, the questions will be set uniformly for the whole grade, and all subjects will be strictly based on the college entrance examination question format. Everyone should prepare well."

A chorus of wails erupted in the classroom.

Qi Yang's grip on the pen tightened slightly.

She hasn't forgotten her goals, and this opportunity has given her a chance to test what she's learned during this period. She can't let her guard down these next few days.

She let out a soft breath and opened the book.

Over the next few days, Qi Yang buried himself in his books almost all the time. Because of the upcoming exams, the atmosphere in the class was tense. Even during free time in PE class, most of the students went back to the classroom to do practice problems.

In addition, an extra breakfast would appear in Qi Yang's desk drawer every day.

Qi Yang wanted to go to Chen Zuo and tell him not to send her anymore, but remembering what Chen Zuo had said that night, she wondered what he might say to brush her off, so she gave up.

Sometimes, in addition to food, there are other things, such as a box of eye patches.

The sticky note read, "Don't you want your eyes anymore?"

Qi Yang opened the eye patch and used it. It felt cool and refreshing, which did make her feel much more comfortable. She didn't know if it was just a placebo effect.

Occasionally, Chen Zuo would give her his newly taken notes from class. The notes were densely packed with key points, highlighted in red, and even included mind maps for some of the more complex parts, making them incredibly clear and organized.

Qi Yang looked at the stack of notes over and over again, her gaze lingering on the neat handwriting, and remained silent for a long time.

I have to say, he really put his heart into it.

Qi Yang herself didn't realize that she was slowly starting to look forward to what would appear in the desk drawer today. Chen Zuo kept giving her different things, and her gaze would soften unconsciously when she took them out.

Chen Zuo would still accompany her home after school every day. The two didn't talk much and mostly just sat quietly.

But gradually, it seemed to become a habit.

Even after school, Qi Yang would subconsciously wait a moment to see if the person behind her was following.

Chen Zuo was pleased with this outcome, and it seemed that his persistent pleading had been effective.

He's in a good mood tonight.

After school that day, he boarded the bus with Qi Yang as usual. As soon as they sat down, Qi Yang raised his hand, bent his index finger, and gently brushed it across his eyebrows.

Chen Zuo was stunned.