Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

The thin morning light shone through the old wooden windows into the simple and quiet teachers' dormitory.

Lin Huaixu was awakened by a headache. After a hangover, his limbs felt dull and sore. He slowly opened his eyes and stared blankly at the old, yellowed ceiling above him. His mind was foggy. He frowned and then closed his eyes again.

A hangover is really unpleasant.

Lin Huaixu closed his eyes and rested for a while, unconsciously recalling what happened yesterday, with fragmented images still lingering in his mind.

Yesterday afternoon, the village chief came. On this rare day off, the principal went to the school kitchen, cooked a few dishes, and invited him to have a meal together.

At the dinner table, he also drank a few glasses of wine.

Lin Huaixu had only graduated from university less than a year ago, and he rarely drank alcohol. The last time was at the graduation party, when he had a few drinks with his roommates.

So after the meal, Lin Huaixu got really drunk, and he managed to find his way back to his dormitory by sheer willpower.

Then... he seemed to have a dream.

In the dream, in a cramped space, the girl was pinned against the wall by him. He pressed her down and kissed her, and through their thin clothes, they could clearly feel each other's warmth and touch.

He closed his eyes briefly, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

He has been dreaming about Qi Yang frequently lately.

The first time, Lin Huaixu was filled with deep self-blame and regret, and didn't even know how to face Qi Yang. In the later times, Lin Huaixu even accepted it well.

The man slowly sat up, supporting himself on his arms. He raised his hand and pressed his throbbing temples. His dreams were always incredibly vivid, especially those he had after getting drunk yesterday.

He glanced around casually; the room was quiet and the furnishings remained simple and empty, with no trace of anyone else.

Lin Huaixu breathed a slight sigh of relief, relaxed his body, and got out of bed after lifting the covers.

His tall and slender figure seemed strangely cramped in the room. He was about to pour himself a glass of water to clear his head when his gaze swept across the room and suddenly settled on the old desk.

The next moment, his whole body froze.

On the mottled desk sat a bamboo basket exactly as I remembered, filled to the brim with bright red fruit.

The young man unconsciously took a few steps forward, his steps slightly unsteady. Lin Huaixu tightened his lips, his mind went blank, and he belatedly realized that it was not a dream, it was real.

Qi Yang really did come.

Lin Huaixu's fingers were on the desk, turning slightly white, his heart clenched with panic, feeling heavy and sinking down.

What did he do to her...?

...

Fine, cold rain poured down, covering the world with a gray curtain of rain, and a muddy puddle instantly formed on the mountain path.

The principal hurried to the eaves, patted the raindrops off his shoulder, and looked at the strings of rain falling from the eaves, muttering to himself, "The weather was fine this morning, how come it changed so suddenly?"

He turned to go back inside to avoid the rain, but suddenly caught sight of a slender figure standing in the shadows under the eaves. The principal's heart skipped a beat, and he took a step back in fright.

He steadied himself and looked closely. When he recognized the person, the principal finally breathed a sigh of relief. "You scared me to death, kid! When did you get behind me without saying a word?"

Lin Huaixu looked somewhat blank, still clutching an envelope in his hand. Hearing the question, he looked up blankly and said in a daze, "Sorry... I have to go out for a bit."

As he spoke, he was about to step into the rain.

"Hey, wait a minute—" the principal quickly called out to him, glancing at the torrential rain outside, his brow furrowing. "It's raining so hard outside, are you really going out like this?"

He turned around, grabbed an umbrella that was stored in the corner, and handed it to Lin Huaixu.

Lin Huaixu's gaze was unfocused, and he slowly reached out to take it.

The principal noticed something was wrong with him and examined his face closely. "You look terrible. Are you still drunk?"

Lin Huaixu pursed his thin lips into a straight line, "...No."

"In this weather, the mountain roads are difficult to walk on. Who are you rushing out to find?" The principal narrowed his eyes and saw through his words: "Could it be that you're going to see the second daughter of the Qi family?"

If a principal has lived to this age and still doesn't have any discernment, how can he be a principal?

He often saw Qi Yanghui entering and leaving Lin Huaixu's office. At first, he thought that Teacher Lin was tutoring the children in the village, but later he found that the two of them would occasionally go in and out together.

The principal pondered it carefully and sensed something unusual about it.

Lin Huaixu's true feelings were exposed; his lips moved a few times, but he offered no explanation.

The principal understood immediately. As expected, he was still young. Even a refined and scholarly teacher like Teacher Lin couldn't resist the stirrings of first love.

He glanced discreetly at the envelope in Lin Huaixu's hand, secretly wondering if these young people were writing love letters.

The principal couldn't help but joke, "Alright, then hurry up and go, don't keep them waiting."

Lin Huaixu nodded slightly and said nothing more.

His mind was in turmoil, filled with the things he had done to Qi Yang while drunk yesterday. He was filled with anxiety, fearing that Qi Yang would reject him in the future.

Just then, a noisy commotion suddenly broke out outside the school, the clamor piercing through the rain.

The principal frowned, looking puzzled. He looked up towards the outside of the school and saw a large group of people passing by, braving the rain, as if they were looking for something.

The rain suddenly intensified, pounding down on the blue tiles and making people feel uneasy.

Aunt Li, who worked in the kitchen, came in from outside the school, wiping her apron and muttering to herself. The principal, seeing this, quickly called out to her, "Aunt Li, why are there so many people gathered outside, making such a fuss? What happened?"

Aunt Li sighed repeatedly, waving her hands and lamenting, "Oh dear, you didn't see it. The Qi family has really had the worst luck imaginable, one terrible thing after another."

Upon hearing this, the principal's expression tightened.

He subconsciously glanced at Lin Huaixu beside him, and he too was stunned.

The principal's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "What happened?"

Aunt Li clicked her tongue. "The Qi family's eldest daughter went missing a while ago, leaving them with a huge debt of betrothal gifts to the Miao family. Now, Qi Rongguang has come up with some idea, and seeing that he can't pay back the money, he's thinking of using his second daughter as a substitute."

"What?!" The principal exclaimed in shock, raising his voice, "Has Qi Rongguang gone mad? How could he do something so absurd?"

"Absolutely," Aunt Li shook her head. "There's no way to explain it."

The principal snapped out of his daze and hurriedly went to check on Lin Huaixu.

The young man seemed somewhat disoriented; his face was deathly pale. He asked urgently, "Where is Qi Yang? Where is she now?"

Aunt Li glanced at him in surprise, then slapped her thigh and said, "That's exactly where the problem lies."

"Who knew that in just one night, the second daughter also disappeared, just like her sister, she ran away."

"But who knew that the Zhou family would also come out and make a scene, saying that their son was missing and must have been instigated by the second daughter of the Qi family to elope together."

"Now all three families are searching frantically, but they haven't found even a trace of these two people."