Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 596 Dawn (2)

Most of the "creatures" who enter the Quick Transmigration Division to do missions have had unpleasant experiences in their previous lives.

Many brave mission takers choose to return to their past lives in the final mission after accumulating enough points, reliving the events and giving themselves a chance to resolve their inner conflicts.

But Yan Zhen never thought of turning back.

It hurts when you get pricked by a needle, and getting pricked multiple times will only make it hurt more; it won't make you get used to the needle's presence.

Just as she harbors resentment towards her biological parents, she won't stop caring about the harm those bastards caused her just by going through the motions.

Now that he has come to this world in a daze because of Jing Chen, Yan Zhen has thought about leaving immediately.

But considering that if she left like this, Jingchen would disappear forever, she held back.

—Since we're already here.

Run first and then talk.

Because her purpose for this trip was to persuade Jing Chen to return to the Quick Transmigration Division, the system did not assign her any tasks.

If she could escape Xiangjia Village, she would no longer have to deal with those disgusting people and things from her previous life.

Although she looks only seven years old, her seven-year-old body contains the soul of a seasoned adult. She is confident that she can take good care of herself and find Jing Chen to take him away.

With this thought in mind, Yan Zhen ran from dawn until dusk, his whole body almost numb from the cold.

Their bare feet were bleeding from being poked by the gravel on the dirt road.

Considering the dangers of walking along mountain paths after dark, Yan Zhen planned to find a safe place in the mountains to rest for the night and then try his best to reach the county town before dark the next day.

Once she gets to the county town, she'll get something to eat, then a set of warm clothes to change into, and then try to hitch a ride to the big city. Once she's in the big city, she'll have a lot more options...

Yan Zhen's mind was racing, and he didn't notice the slightly flustered and hurried footsteps behind him.

She only turned around abruptly when the beam of the flashlight reached her feet, her first thought being that Xu Yingxia had caught up with her.

But when she turned around and saw the person's face clearly, she was stunned.

Mirror sinking—

The boy in front of me looked to be only eleven or twelve years old. His features and build were not yet fully developed. He was holding a flashlight in one hand and a fruit knife in the other, with a backpack that was almost half his height on his back.

The two locked eyes, and Yan Zhen's frozen mind couldn't process what was happening for a moment.

Jing Chen breathed a sigh of relief, took a few quick steps to her, and first used a flashlight to check her over from head to toe.

Seeing that she was covered in wounds but had all her limbs intact, he immediately put the flashlight aside, opened his backpack, took out a thick cotton coat, and wrapped Yan Zhen up tightly.

Yan Zhen stared at him like a wooden doll, letting him manipulate her.

After getting dressed, Jing Chen took out a thermos with a peeling outer coating, opened it, and brought it to Yan Zhen's chapped and bleeding lips, saying gently, "Drink some water... Don't be afraid, your brother won't hurt you."

Yan Zhen snapped out of her daze and took a big gulp of water from his hand.

Although her memories of her past life were extremely blurry, Yan Zhen knew very well that she had never encountered a character like Jing Chen during her twelve years in Xiangjia Village.

So Jingchen not only retraced all the tasks she had done, but now he's also interfering in her life and trying to change its course?

She wondered why the retrospective mission had caused Jing Chen to consume so much of his mental energy; it turned out that this kid was courting death in a fancy way.

Yan Zhen had been running all day without eating or drinking anything, and was now both hungry and thirsty. She drank the water too quickly and choked, and couldn't help but cough.

"Don't rush, drink slowly." Jing Chen patted her back to help her catch her breath.

After Yan Zhen finished drinking the water, he took out some bread from his bag, tore open the bag, and handed it to Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen finished the bread in just a few bites.

After eating and drinking to his heart's content, and still wearing a thick cotton coat, Yan Zhen felt the blood flowing through his body again.

She stared at Jing Chen, who was squatting in front of her, putting a pair of thick socks on her feet. Just as she was about to confess that she had transmigrated with her memories, Jing Chen spoke first: "Do you want to come with your brother? I'll take care of you from now on. I won't let anyone bully you or let you go hungry. I'll also earn money to support your studies and raise you to be healthy and plump."

Yan Zhen: "..."

Her gaze fell on Jing Chen.

He was wearing a clean old cotton coat, and the bag he was carrying had been mended. The flashlight next to him looked like it had been picked up from a second-hand market, and the shoes on his feet were faded from being brushed.

It seems he himself is not well-off.

Thinking about how much effort he had put into entering this world, just to reverse her life and take her away to raise her from childhood, Yan Zhen suddenly felt a little reluctant to reveal his true identity.

Seeing that Yan Zhen was just staring at him with her clear black and white eyes without saying a word, Jing Chen smiled, put the flashlight in Yan Zhen's hand, picked up his backpack, put it on, and then bent down to pick her up.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes. Let's go."

Yan Zhen: "..."

With Yan Zhen holding a flashlight, Jing Chen carried Yan Zhen through the remaining fifty kilometers of mountain road and arrived in the county town at dawn.

At this point in time, the national economy was underdeveloped, and the entire county town had only one hotel.

Jing Chen first took Yan Zhen to buy a new set of clothes that fit her well, then went to a pharmacy, and finally booked a two-hour room at a hotel.

Inside the hotel, Jing Chen prepared hot water and scrubbed seven-year-old Yan Zhen from head to toe.

It took more than an hour to wash her dry, tangled long hair, and she changed the water three or four times.

After taking a shower, Jing Chen spent another half hour trying to straighten Yan Zhen's tangled hair, but he couldn't manage it. So he borrowed scissors from the front desk and cut off Yan Zhen's straw-like hair.

After taking a bath, I applied medicine to the chilblains on her hands and feet, dressed her in new clothes, and when she came out of the hotel again, Yan Zhen had completely transformed into a short-haired, skinny little boy.

“From now on, you’ll be called Yan Zhen. I’m your older brother, and my name is Jing Chen.” Jing Chen knelt down to straighten Yan Zhen’s collar and instructed him, “If anyone asks about our relationship, just say we’re siblings from a blended family. As for our parents, they’re dead. We’re orphans, understand?”

Yan Zhen bit her nail and nodded gently.

Jing Chen pried her hands apart: "Don't bite your nails, it's dirty."

Yan Zhen: "..."

Jing Chen met her gaze, which seemed to lack trust in him, and his heart softened. He took her hand and brought it to her mouth: "Fine, bite if you want, but remember to wash your hands frequently in the future."

Yan Zhen nodded again.

The bus they were waiting for arrived quickly. Jing Chen took Yan Zhen's hand and boarded the bus, embarking on their journey to the city.

After such a long journey, Yan Zhen was exhausted and fell asleep as soon as she got in the car, leaning against Jing Chen.