Chapter 6: Thereās Something Wrong with This Transmigration
“I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to. I am so, so sorry!”
Lan Yu lay on the bottom bunk of the dormitory bed. Standing beside him was the waiter who had knocked him over, Lin Zixi. He was four years older than Lan Yu and currently lived in the dorms. During Lan Yuās time staying here, he and Lin Zixi had occasionally chatted, and their relationship was decent.
“I know, it’s fine. Really, it’s fine,” Lan Yu assured him. He didn’t consider a hairline fracture a major injury. He was healthy now, and only nineteen; a small injury like this would heal perfectly as long as he didn’t do anything reckless.
“If there’s anything you can’t do, just tell me and I’ll help you. Brother Duan also told me to look out for you,” Lin Zixi said.
“Mhm, I will.” Lan Yu didn’t refuse, thinking this was a good opportunity to communicate more with people.
“Is there anything you need brought over? Clothes or anything? I can go to your place and get them for you,” Lin Zixi asked, sitting on the bunk opposite Lan Yu.
Since moving into the dorms, Lan Yu had already brought a few sets of clothes over. He wore a uniform at work and didn’t have high demands for fashion. He basically had everything he needed for daily life in the dorm, so there wasn’t anything he particularly required.
If he had to name something, it would be the altar table in his rental. But he couldn’t exactly ask Lin Zixi to go back and light incense for a photo of the original host who looked exactly like him. Just thinking about that from Lin Zixi’s perspective made the behavior seem incredibly creepy.
“It’s okay, I don’t need anything for now.” Lan Yu still wanted to appear like a normal person in the eyes of others.
“Then… should I boil some water and wash your feet for you?”
As Lin Zixi’s words fell, both he and Lan Yu fell silent. They stared at each other for a long moment before Lin Zixi burst out laughing.
“Sorry, I just said that without thinking.” Lin Zixi stood up. “I’m going outside for a smoke.”
Lan Yu nodded. Watching Lin Zixi leave, he scratched his cheek in embarrassment. Did he make things awkward?
Lan Yu reviewed their conversation but really couldn’t find where he had made Lin Zixi feel awkward.
Lin Zixi didn’t return for thirty minutes. However, he didn’t smell of smoke. Instead, he brought back a large bag of snacks and drinks for Lan Yu, hanging it by the side of Lan Yu’s bed.
“Thank you.” Lan Yu looked at the snacks, blinking his eyes.
“Eat if you get hungry. There’s water too. Just call me if you need anything.”
“Okay.”
Seeing Lin Zixi lie down, Lan Yu turned his gaze to the snack bag.
It was a huge bag of snacks. He was very happy.
Lan Yu loved snacks. In his past life, being sick and poor, he never had the chance to eat such luxury items. Although he made money now and could buy them himself, Lan Yu didn’t plan on spending recklessly until he was more financially secure.
Now, he had received a huge bag of snacks.
Lan Yu reached out his hand toward the bag.
The snacks were delicious, a completely different flavor from the cafeteria food. Eating snacks while scrolling through his phone was an exceptionally enjoyable experience.
Lan Yu was dreaming.
He knew very clearly that he was dreaming, yet he couldn’t think.
He could open his eyes, but what he saw was a layer of oppressively low, heavy clouds, suppressing him within a pitch-black sea. His entire body was wrapped tightly in a viscous, unknown liquid. It wasn’t seawater; it was like melted asphalt, pitch-black, swallowing all light along with him.
There was no horizon in the distance, only darkness interwoven with deeper darkness. He tried to paddle with his arms, but his brain couldn’t control his body. The dark liquid wrapping tightly around him seemed to have stripped away his control over his own limbs.
His physical senses were overly sharp, yet he didn’t feel the helplessness of being unable to touch the ground in water. On the contrary, his instincts told him that this pitch-black void did not represent danger.
The fracture, which should have been painful, felt very comfortable. The black, viscous “seawater” enveloped his whole body, but the sensation on his leg was clearerāas if a gigantic hand was gently lifting his leg, examining his injury.
āYou are hurt.
A voice resonated in his ear, but he wasn’t sure if it was beside his ear or pouring into him from everywhere through the darkness.
āGo home.
What home? Lan Yu found it hard to think, inexplicably wondering: Would I not be hurt if I went home?
āGo home.
It felt like an urging command.
Suddenly, black characters appeared before Lan Yu’s eyes, imprinted in the distance within his field of vision. More and more of these characters appearedācountless black words reading “Go Home” kept popping up, engraving themselves on everything Lan Yu could see, until eventually, even the last traces of light were swallowed by the text.
Lan Yu didn’t feel physical discomfort, but a sense of anxiety, as if those two words had permeated his body, making him incredibly restless.
“Lan Yu, Lan Yu, Lan Yu!!”
Lan Yu snapped his eyes open.
It was still a dark world, but from outside the not-so-lightproof curtains, streetlights shone in, making the silhouettes of objects in the dorm faintly visible in the darkness.
Lan Yu sat up. The strange sensation from the dreamāof his body being wrapped up and uncontrollableāfelt like sticky, heavy asphalt peeling off his skin bit by bit, allowing him to regain the freedom of movement.
“What’s wrong?” Lan Yu turned his head, but suddenly the room lights blazed on. Lan Yu instinctively shielded his eyes to block the blinding glare.
“F*ck, why are you guys turning on the big light in the middle of the night? Are you sick?” A roommate on another bed spoke up grumpily, his voice thick with sleep.
After adapting to the light, Lan Yu saw Lin Zixi and another person huddled together not far away, looking in his direction.
There were four people living in the dorm today. Lin Zixi and Lan Yu were on the morning shift, while the other two were obviously night shift workers who had come back after they had fallen asleep.
“No, it’s just… we both thought we saw something just now, right over at Lan Yu’s spot.” Lin Zixi’s voice was trembling, still shaken.
“If you aren’t sleeping in the middle of the night, what are you blindly staring at? If you aren’t sleeping, let other people sleep!” The roommate who was suddenly woken by the light was clearly very angry and extremely irritable.
“No… it’s not… forget it, it was probably nothing.” Lin Zixi exchanged a glance with the other roommate, decided not to pursue it, turned off the light, and returned to his own bunk.
Lan Yu lay back on the bed, feeling like he had had a very strange dream.
Because the roommate had momentarily diverted his attention, he had forgotten all the contents of the dream, but he had a weird feeling that the dream was related to “going home.”
Did he want to go home? That shouldn’t be it.
Was it the original host?
As Lan Yu lay there, he felt something wasn’t quite right.
This situation gave him a strong sense of dĆ©jĆ vu.
When he was riding in Brother Duan’s car today, didn’t Brother Duan say something very similar to what Lin Zixi just said? It was as if there really was something beside him.
No way.
Lan Yu grabbed his quilt and wrapped himself up tight. Even though he had just woken up from a dream, he couldn’t fall back asleep.
Could it be that there was a ghost beside him that others could see? Like the original host’s ghost or something? He transmigrated into a pure urban romance novel, right?
Lan Yu really wanted to ask Lin Zixi what exactly they had seen, but remembering the angry tone of the roommate on the top bunk, he pursed his lips and swallowed the question.
Although he felt that with four people in the dorm, it wouldn’t be so scary even if there were ghosts, Lan Yu currently felt that was 90% psychological comfort. He didn’t feel much better.
Lan Yu didn’t need much sleep to begin with, and once woken, he couldn’t sleep again. He lay in bed, blinking his eyes.
He turned his head to look at Lin Zixi next to him. Lin Zixi was still looking at his phone; Lan Yu couldn’t tell if he was playing games or doing something else.
Lan Yu thought for a moment, then added Lin Zixi’s ID from the hotel’s general group chat.
Lan Yu was a bit nervous. There were many people on his WeChat account; the original host seemed to have many friends and received messages intermittently. However, since they weren’t his friends, Lan Yu never replied, and later the account just went silent. Now, aside from Zhou Hesheng, he basically didn’t have anyone else’s contact information.
While Lan Yu waited anxiously, his friend request was suddenly accepted, and he immediately received a message.
Lin Zixi: What’s up? Leg hurts?
Lan Yu looked up at the opposite bunk. Lin Zixi was holding his phone, looking in his direction.
Lan Yu felt inexplicably nervous and lowered his head to type.
Lan Yu: It doesn’t hurt. I just wanted to ask what you guys were talking about just now. What did you see?
Lin Zixi: I don’t know either.
Lin Zixi: I just felt like there was something over on your side.
Lin Zixi: You were talking in your sleep, mumbling something about going home. I thought maybe you were in pain and missed home, so I wanted to check on you. But at that moment, I felt like there was absolutely no light in your spot. Pitch black.
Lan Yu blinked in confusion. He indeed might have had a dream about going home, but…
Lan Yu: Isn’t it usually dark at night?
Lin Zixi: No, your spot was pitch black. I could see everywhere else clearly, but it felt like there was a black hole right where you were.
Lan Yu’s heart gave a start.
Lan Yu: What was that?
Lin Zixi: It’s just a metaphor. Anyway, I thought it was weird. Zhao He came back right then, so I told him to take a look, and he also thought your area was pitch black.
Lan Yu put down his phone, let his eyes adjust to the darkness for a while, and looked around.
Lan Yu: Is it still there? I don’t see anything.
Lin Zixi: It’s gone. It looks pretty normal now.
Lan Yu felt the situation was getting a bit eerie. Could it be that he was being haunted by a ghost, but only he couldn’t see it?
Lan Yu: Could there be a ghost?
There was silence from Lin Zixi’s end for a good while before a message came through.
Lin Zixi: Can’t be.
Lin Zixi: Don’t scare me.
Lin Zixi: We are a bunch of strapping men full of yang energy, how could we attract ghosts?
Lan Yu sensed that Lin Zixi was getting nervous.
Lan Yu: I was just saying.
Lin Zixi: Did you get sleep paralysis just now?
Lan Yu searched for “sleep paralysis” and compared it with his situation. Waking up from a dream? Although his body felt heavy, it wasn’t like he couldn’t move at all. It didn’t seem to fit the description of sleep paralysis.
Lan Yu: No.
Lin Zixi: That is weird then.
Lin Zixi: Maybe our eyes are just bad from playing on our phones? And then I told Zhao He it was dark, so he got influenced by my suggestion and thought it was dark too? Or he just went along with what I said?
Lan Yu: That’s a possibility.
Lin Zixi: Forget it, going to sleep. You’re okay, right? Do you need me to help you to the bathroom?
Lan Yu: No need, I can go to the bathroom myself.
Lin Zixi: Alright then, sleep.
When the light from the phone on the opposite bunk disappeared, Lan Yu lay on his back, unable to find a reasonable explanation for the strange situation.
But he wasn’t so carefree that he could encounter so many incidents and still think everything was perfectly fine.
There is something wrong with this book he transmigrated into.
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