Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

They were bickering on social media, and Qi Yang felt a little embarrassed after glancing at it.

Chen Zuo rubbed her head. "Ignore them."

The two had just kissed in the sedan chair, and now the girl's lips were slightly swollen and even more flushed. Chen Zuo's eyes darkened at the sight, and he wanted to kiss her again, but Qi Yang turned her head away slightly and reminded him in a soft voice, "We're almost there."

Chen Zuo looked up and saw that the Ferris wheel had already completed a full rotation and was slowly descending, with the figures of the staff gradually becoming clearer.

He had no choice but to sit back down regretfully.

After getting off the Ferris wheel, the crowd gradually increased. When it was time for the nighttime fireworks, Qi Yang pulled Chen Zuo towards the crowd.

Just as we got close, a flash of light appeared ahead, and fireworks exploded.

Qi Yang looked up at the scene with some amazement. The fireworks reflected in her pupils, making her eyes even brighter.

Chen Zuo didn't watch the fireworks; instead, he took out his phone and pointed it at the girl next to him.

Unaware, Qi Yang's gaze was still following the direction of the fireworks, her eyes crinkling and clearly illuminated by the light.

Chen Zuo suddenly remembered that not long after the start of his second year of high school, when he first became aware of Qi Yang, he inadvertently pushed open the door of the equipment room and the girl huddled up in a ball immediately caught his eye. Her small face was full of tears and the tip of her nose was red, making her look very pitiful.

Later, he inexplicably started paying attention to her.

The girl always wore a simple ponytail. She was thin but strong, and after wiping away her tears, she would pick herself up again.

He couldn't help but wonder, what if he hadn't gone that day?

However, he later felt that such worries were unnecessary. Even if he hadn't gone to the equipment room that day, he would still have fallen for Qi Yang at other times.

There will always be a moment when he stops and can't help but look at her one more time.

...

After returning from the amusement park that day, the two of them went to many places throughout the holiday. Sometimes they went with large groups, and sometimes they went alone.

They went hiking and to the beach together. Time flies even faster when there are only two of them.

On several occasions, while traveling and staying in hotels, Qi Yang would spend the whole day sightseeing and feel exhausted. When she returned to the hotel at night, she would say that she wanted to rest early, but as soon as she lay down on the bed, someone would pull her close and kiss her. As they kissed, they would unconsciously start kissing again.

The boy seemed to have inexhaustible energy, and Qi Yang was always exhausted by him until she was completely out of it. In the end, she would curl up in the quilt with no strength left and be carried to take a bath. Only when the warm water flowed down did she barely regain her senses.

In her daze, she couldn't help but think that Chen Zuo was really good at doing things.

But she didn't dare say it aloud, afraid that if the other person heard it, they would get excited and try to prove her right.

June passed especially quickly. On the day the results were released, Qi Yang locked herself in her room, her hands trembling as she entered her admission ticket number. The screen loaded for a few seconds, her mood fluctuating. When the numbers popped up, she paused for a moment before daring to breathe a sigh of relief.

This score is considered very safe within the range of Kyoto University's admission scores in previous years.

She immediately texted her parents, then contacted Chen Zuo and texted him, who replied quickly. Their scores were very close.

When filling out her college application, Qi Yang didn't hesitate much. She listed Peking University as her first choice, and then carefully selected a few backup schools before submitting the application.

The page had just shown that the submission was successful when my phone rang. It was Chen Zuo.

Qi Yang answered the phone, and a slightly deep male voice came through the phone, "Did you report it?"

Qi Yang leaned back in her chair and hummed in agreement, "Just finished reporting."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, then Chen Zuo's voice carried a hint of amusement and helplessness, "You didn't even ask me which school I applied to?"

Qi Yang raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you apply to Peking University?"

How did you know?

Qi Yang rested her chin on her hand and said slowly, "I guessed."

Chen Zuo chuckled softly. "So you also applied to Peking University?"

"yes."

Chen Zuo curled his lips into a smile, his voice slightly hoarse on the other end of the line, "Is it partly my fault?"

Qi Yang hesitated for a moment, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Chen Zuo answered quickly, "It's a lie."

"Yes," the girl said firmly.

Chen Zuo chuckled on the other end of the phone, "Couldn't you have just lied to me?"

Qi Yang's voice was somewhat arrogant, "I'm afraid you'll get cocky."

"Fine, I'll come find you later, but don't beg for mercy." Chen Zuo gritted his teeth on the other end of the phone.

The two of them chatted on the phone for a long time. Actually, Chen Zuo's question was just casual. He called to confirm where Qi Yang had gone. He didn't intend to require her to enroll in the same school as him. After all, it was her freedom, and he could simply go with her if necessary.

But he has more important things to do now.

When Chen Zuo said on the phone, "I'll come find you later," Qi Yang didn't take it to heart at all. After hanging up, she nestled on the sofa and scrolled through her phone for a while. She learned that Ji Tingyu had applied to a university in Hai City, and the two of them lingered on the phone for a while, reluctant to part.

They had been in the same school since childhood and were childhood friends; they had never been separated by such a great distance before.

Just as I was feeling melancholy, the doorbell rang.

Qi Yang was stunned for a moment, then got up, grabbed her slippers, and ran over. Through the peephole, she saw the boy standing straight outside the door.

Qi Yang quickly opened the door, surprised, "You actually came?"

Chen Zuo was carrying milk tea and snacks. Seeing her open the door, he walked in with practiced ease, raising an eyebrow and saying, "Didn't I already tell you all that on the phone?"

Qi Yang recalled his earlier words, "Don't you dare beg for mercy," and inexplicably felt her legs go weak. She followed Chen Zuo, who had already changed his shoes, into the room. Her eyes darted around as she said, "I still haven't recovered from what happened last time..."

Chen Zuo placed the things on the table, glanced at her with amusement upon hearing this, and said, "Just kidding. You actually believed me? I just wanted to see you and brought you something."

Qi Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief, walked over, and snuggled close to him reassuringly, "Have you submitted your college applications?"

Chen Zuo nodded and hummed in agreement, "It's the same as what you filled in."

Qi Yang's heart softened. She had the original book as a reference and already knew which school Chen Zuo would ultimately apply to.

Chen Zuo put his arm around her waist, looked down at her fluffy head, and his heart melted. He cherished the time they spent alone together. They hugged quietly for a while, and then he suggested, "How about we watch a movie? Grandpa's been here these past few days and hasn't had time to spend with you. I want to spend some quality time with you today."

"OK."

Qi Yang readily agreed. She turned on her computer, but before she could even sit down, someone grabbed her waist and pulled her over. She fell onto the bed with the other person's pull. The boy behind her had broad shoulders, and her back was pressed tightly against his chest. Through the fabric, the warmth of their skin was clearly felt.

Chen Zuo sat there, his arms around her waist from behind.

The boy rested his chin on the top of her head and said in a low voice, "Just look at it like this."