Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

The mourning hall is supposed to be kept vigil tonight, but still no one is there to keep vigil.

But the many people sitting at the entrance chatting and drinking tea can be considered as keeping vigil for Jiang Dayong.

Ji Chaoxi hadn't been back for a long time. The cabinet was full of her things, and the walls were covered with her certificates of merit, many of which had faded.

"Why don't you lie down for a while?" Ji Chaoxi asked tentatively.

Zhou Chiye hasn't said much since he arrived.

He stared at the obviously girl's bed, his voice trembling with shock: "Sleeping here?!"

Ji Chaoxi lowered her head shyly: "I don't have many rooms at home where I can sleep. How about I ask my aunt to take you to sleep? Their beds are better."

Zhou Chiye was extremely anxious when he saw Ji Chaoxi like this: "No... I'm not disgusted."

He just didn't expect her to give him her bed.

His face turned bright red, his heart started pounding, and his eyes were fixed on Ji Chaoxi.

What does she mean by that?

An indirect confession?

Does sleeping with him mean he accepted her confession?

Zhou Chiye's mind was in complete chaos. What was going on? How could this happen so suddenly?

He definitely needs to sleep!

Just then, a woman carrying a shoulder bag pushed open the door, her face full of sleepiness: "Little sister, I'll sleep in your bed, I'm so tired right now."

Zhou Chiye frowned deeply: "I want to sleep in my little sister's bed now."

Ji Chaoxi blushed with embarrassment upon hearing this address.

She coughed and said, "Auntie, let me take you to my brother's room to sleep. My aunt is sleeping in there too."

The woman yawned widely: "That's fine too, I haven't slept much all day."

In rural areas, especially on special occasions like funerals, it's normal for people to sleep anywhere. With so many people, it's reasonable for them to rest on the host's bed for a while, since the host has come from so far away.

But Zhou Chiye didn't think so. He just wanted to ask Ji Chaoxi whether what he had just said counted as a confession.

Ji Chaoxi didn't notice Zhou Chiye's reaction at all. She took out the quilt and carefully made the bed.

Zhou Chiye stared at Ji Chaoxi for a while, but she didn't react much. He sighed deeply.

What on earth was he hesitating about?!

But in the end, Zhou Chiye didn't lie down because Ji Chaoxi was sleepy and wanted to sleep.

Zhou Chiye rummaged through the cabinets, while outside, the sounds of people playing cards filled the air. Ji Chaoxi listened to the card games while watching him search.

"This is you when you were a child," Zhou Chiye said, pulling out a photo.

Ji Chaoxi wondered how Zhou Chiye could have so much energy; it was almost dawn, and he still wasn't sleepy.

She didn't know what was worth turning over; it was all junk covered in dust.

Ji Chaoxi buried her face in the blanket and closed her eyes.

But no matter how Zhou Chiye flipped through the pages, he only ever found this one photo.

Ji Chaoxi in the photo looks very young, with two small braids and her cotton-padded coat wrapped up tightly. She looks at the camera with a wronged expression, as if she had just been crying.

Zhou Chiye was so excited looking at the photo that he secretly glanced at Ji Chaoxi and accidentally stuffed the photo into his bag.

Ji Chaoxi was already fast asleep, and the sound of snoring could be heard from next door. The sound of people playing cards outside also seemed much quieter.

Zhou Chiye sat on the edge of the bed, gently touched Ji Chaoxi's hand, and then skillfully grasped it, his fingertips rubbing against the back of her hand.

He lay on the bed, his mind suddenly feeling a little dazed.

If Ji Chaoxi secretly kisses him after he falls asleep, he'll definitely pretend he's not awake...

But this is not possible.

The blanket carried her scent and a hint of wood as Zhou Chiye squeezed her hand, his mind wandering.

He really wanted to live with her, even just next door would be fine; he didn't ask for much more.

As Zhou Chiye pondered this, he pulled her hand closer and then gently bit her knuckles.

His eyes were filled with confusion. Her fingers were soft, and he didn't use any force, just gently sucking and biting. As he bit, he used a little more force, and he felt her fingers suddenly curl slightly.

Zhou Chiye finally realized what he had just done. He froze. He looked at Ji Chaoxi, who was breathing heavily, with a guilty conscience, and immediately put her hand down and wiped it clean.

He didn't dare do anything else after that, and obediently lay down to sleep.

Just as Zhou Chiye was asleep, Ji Chaoxi opened her eyes, her face flushed red.

Why did Zhou Chiye bite her hand?

Does he still have an oral sex phase at his age?

While she was asleep, she suddenly felt a foreign object on her hand. She looked to the side and saw Zhou Chiye lying by the bed, biting her hand and thinking about something.

She was so frightened that she immediately closed her eyes.

Zhou Chiye is fast asleep now. Ji Chaoxi tried to pull her hand back, but it felt like it was welded into his arms, and she couldn't pull it out at all.

Zhou Chiye vaguely felt that the thing in his hand was about to slip away, so he gripped it even tighter. But because of Ji Chaoxi's struggling movements, he couldn't help but take another bite.

Ji Chaoxi: ...

She stared at the ceiling with a troubled expression.

Why is Zhou Chiye still biting his hand, and it's not even his own hand? She remembers that she stopped biting her hand when she was very young, and when she was little, she only bit her own hand, never anyone else's.

As night deepened, fewer people were at the entrance. The ground was covered with firecracker debris and shells of peanuts and melon seeds.

Ji Huaichuan was sweeping up the trash when the butler yawned and came over: "Ji, do you have a photo of your father? The one from before might not be suitable."

Ji Huaichuan frowned: "If it's a passport photo, he probably doesn't have one."

The butler smiled and said, "It's alright. Let's see if we have a clearer picture of the face. We'll Photoshop it later."

Ji Huaichuan first went to his own room to look for them. Several people were sleeping sprawled out on the bed, and Ji Huaichuan's movements did not disturb them at all.

Ji Huaichuan couldn't find it, so he took the butler to Ji Chaoxi's room to look for it. As soon as he pushed open the wooden door, he saw the two people sleeping soundly in the room.

Ji Chaoxi's one hand was being held tightly by Zhou Chiye, while the other hand was slapping his face. She looked like she was sleeping soundly. Zhou Chiye's face was lying on the bed, and he was tightly hugging a bag in his arms. The bag was stuffed full, and it was unclear what it contained.

Ji Huaichuan and the butler fell completely silent upon witnessing this scene.

The housekeeper tried to smooth things over, saying, "It's such a nice friendship between classmates."

Ji Huaichuan said he didn't understand, and quietly searched for Jiang Dayong's photos. There were many boxes in the room, and Ji Huaichuan searched for a long time before finally finding a photo with a relatively clear frontal view.

The two of them quickly left after taking the photos.