Quick Transmigration: Will Even a Foolishly Popular Person Be Forced to Love Him?

How can someone be so good at acting cute?

Zhao Wanghuai hugged Yun Zhi tightly, his scalp tingling for a moment from the pitiful and adorable voice of his beloved girlfriend.

"Why don't you want it anymore? Who was it that was pestering me and wouldn't let me leave?"

Zhao Wanghuai nuzzled Yun Zhi's nose.

"And you still dare to make such a cute sound..."

"Don't seduce my baby. If you keep trying to hook me up, you'll be the one who suffers later."

Yun Zhi simply couldn't concentrate on listening to his ramblings.

If Zhao Wanghuai had said that in the past, a girl with a thin skin would have wanted to kick him long ago, but now, she almost completely collapsed into Zhao Wanghuai's arms.

How can a Gemini be so shameless?

The older brother, taking advantage of his status as a ghost, acted with complete impunity.

The younger brother pretended not to understand and continued to act recklessly.

Yun Zhi experienced firsthand what it meant to experience both extremes of life.

After they had kissed enough, Zhao Wangjing smiled and moved his lips away, giving Yun Zhi a little breathing space.

"Baby," he tilted his head and affectionately nuzzled Yun Zhi's face, "you're so cute, I can't resist you."

This is a lie.

Zhao Wanghuai had been excited ever since he saw his beautiful wife, dressed in cute pajamas, leaning against the doorway, staring at him with her big, sweet eyes.

If he weren't afraid of showing weakness, he would almost have...

"Can't I do it better tomorrow, no, next time? I don't want to..."

"Why? Can't I do it now? I want to right now."

Zhao Wanghuai kissed Yun Zhi again, and said in a sticky, affectionate tone, regardless of anything else:

"Baby, Zhizhi, wife, you seduced me first, you can't shirk your responsibility."

Within Yun Zhi's field of vision, another young man with the same face was slightly curving his lips at her.

The smile that used to bring Yun Zhi peace of mind now fills her with dread.

Zhao Wanghuai was already loosening his tie.

He was tall with long legs and a slender figure. As he walked, he carried Yun Zhi in one arm.

Yunzhi tried to stop her, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she could only let out a few soft sobs before they were all swallowed up.

"Bad guy—"

Yun Zhi's tears fell even harder as she pushed Zhao Wanghuai and tried to push Zhao Wangjing as well.

Zhao Wanghuai completely mistook Yun Zhi's strength for coquetry, and scooped her up and kissed her even more fiercely.

And the other bad guy, who can't be touched at all, is even worse.

"...Ugh!"

Yunzhi could no longer hold back and collapsed into Zhao Wanghuai's arms, trembling.

Zhao Wanghuai didn't expect Yun Zhi to be so sweet and gentle today, but he was no better off, his eyebrows and eyes were so alluring that he looked like a ghost that sucked people's life force.

He lowered his head and kissed Yunzhi: "So cute."

……

The old house is really big.

The bathroom is large, and the bathtub is also large.

So it seems like everyone really likes this place.

Zhao Wangjing coaxed Yunzhi here, and Zhao Wanghuai also kissed Yunzhi here.

But Yunzhi never imagined that one day, the bathroom, which should have been a private space, would no longer be private, nor just a bathroom.

"...Zhao Wanghuai, Wanghuai, Brother Wanghuai..."

"Next time, okay? I feel so bad, Brother Wanghuai—"

She's both spoiled and pitiful.

Yun Zhi rarely called him by his name before, and she certainly wouldn't call him "Brother Wang Huai" as affectionately as she did with Zhao Wangjing.

She would only sob and be coaxed into calling his name a couple of times when she was bullied too much, and that alone was enough to excite Zhao Wanghuai to no end.

Moreover, now that Yun Zhi was pleading with such a beautiful face and tears in her eyes, Zhao Wanghuai was completely mesmerized.

Unfortunately, Zhao Wanghuai's heart was as hard as iron.

He coaxed Yunzhi:

"Baby, call my name again, okay?"

Yun Zhi was completely lost in thought.

Whether out of jealousy or not, Zhao Wangjing seemed to be expressing his dissatisfaction when Yun Zhi pleaded with Zhao Wanghuai.

—But Yunzhi would never dare to call out Zhao Wangjing's name.

Even if she was stupid, Yun Zhi had just suffered at Zhao Wanghuai's hands not long ago, so she dared not call her brother by his name again.

When she did this before, Yunzhi was completely ruined the next day.

If he shouts again now, and Zhao Wanghuai, who is already caught up in the throes of passion, goes crazy, it's uncertain whether Yunzhi will even survive until tomorrow.

However, things weren't as simple as Yun Zhi could control.

Zhao Wanghuai was satisfied, and Zhao Wangjing, who had been neglected, couldn't help but start trying to attract Yun Zhi's attention.

His hands were really cold, and exceptionally long, with that so-called "relationship ring" on them.

When Zhao Wangjing touched Yun Zhi's ring finger, Yun Zhi instinctively flinched.

Her slender, pale fingers were outlined with diamonds, still warm from Yun Zhi's body.

Even though her consciousness was still forced to remain in the darkness, when she realized that the person holding her hand tightly was Zhao Wangjing, Yun Zhi still couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

—After all, she had told Zhao Wangjing that she didn't want to be too ostentatious, so she refused Zhao Wangjing's request to put a ring on her finger.

Now, not long after Zhao Wangjing's death, Yunzhi is wearing Zhao Wanghuai's ring on her ring finger.

Yun Zhi tried to dodge, but how could she possibly escape Zhao Wangjing?

"Zhizhi is so mean..."

Zhao Wangjing lowered his eyes, his scarlet pupils reflecting the image of a man's large hand and a woman's small hand intertwined like red threads.

He said softly, "What do you mean you don't want to wear it? You're wearing it just fine, aren't you?"

On their closely pressed ring fingers, two rings, similar in style but different, seem to separate light and shadow, life and death.

But they were just two inanimate objects, without any special function.

A ring is never an indispensable part of a relationship; it cannot truly bind a person.

What truly binds people is their own mind.

"Has Zhizhi really fallen for someone else?" Zhao Wangjing gently touched Yun Zhi's earlobe. "Didn't you say you liked Brother Wangjing the most?"

"It's perfectly understandable to seek companionship after your brother's death, but..."

The shadowy look in Zhao Wangjing's eyes slowly emerged, gradually revealing the ferocity of a demon:

"Why should I let Zhao Wanghuai mark me here?"

I'm so jealous. I hate it.

I hate it so much! I loathe it so much! So annoying, so annoying, so annoying, so hateful, so hateful, so hateful!!!

Why is it that, as a pair of twins, I am the one who is sickly and weak?

Why is it that what I crave so much is so easily obtained by Zhao Wanghuai?

Why try so hard to survive, making yourself so ugly, even if you're destined not to live?

Why would Zhao Wanghuai, who already possesses so much, still try to steal his only treasure?

Why is it possible that his poor, beloved Zhizhi could actually be completely taken away from him?

Why why why—

I really want to... kill him.

I really want to kill Zhao Wanghuai!

Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him—

It would be better if Zhao Wanghuai were dead. Then Yunzhi wouldn't have gotten him.

Yes, Zhao Wangjing thought, Zhao Wanghuai deserved to die anyway.

Why wasn't it Zhao Wanghuai who died?

Why him, the one who died?

I feel so lonely.

So lonely, so lonely...

Being alone is really lonely...

It's so dark. It's so cold. I miss Yunzhi so much.

Yunzhi, his Zhizhi, his beloved...

Zhao Wangjing could barely maintain his gentle and composed human form, and red cracks appeared on the exposed skin of his body.

It looks like a wound, or like stitches.

He just stared intently at Yun Zhi, gripping her hand tightly, wishing he could become one with her completely.

She pleaded, "Please comfort me, Zhizhi..."

Tell me you like me. Tell me you still like me the most.

You said that even if I die, you will never forget me.

Tell me I am the most special person in your heart, and no one can replace me.

Even if it's a lie, just to comfort me.

Zhao Wangjing lowered his head, his lips gently landing on the corner of Yun Zhi's moist eye.

"Or else..." he muttered to himself.

I might really... succumb to loneliness and drag you down with me into this dark, cold eternity.

It's drizzling outside; it's started raining again.