With My Ability To Swap, I Will Never End Up In A Love Triangle Mess - Chapter 60
[System Alert: Detecting strong emotional will from nearby female. Temporary quest initiated.]
[Temporary Quest: Fulfill the Maiden’s Wish!]
[Exchange bodies unidirectionally with Lin Xuenning and care for your original body for three days. During this period, the host will simultaneously control both bodies. Note: This exchange will not grant any of the target’s abilities.]
[Reward: +1 Painting Skill Level]
By the time Xia Xi snapped back to his senses, he was seeing the world through two perspectives at once.
One was his familiar, original viewpoint. The other belonged to Lin Xuenning—her vision slightly obscured by long bangs as she stared at his unconscious body.
Xia Xi was speechless. This damn system couldn’t just let me enjoy being pampered by a cute girl, huh? Sure, technically, it was Lin Xuenning’s body taking care of his own, but since he was controlling both, wasn’t this just self-service with extra steps?
“Why can’t I move my body?!”
Lin Xuenning’s panicked voice echoed in his mind.
Seriously, why is everyone’s first reaction the same? After several swaps, he was already tired of hearing variations of “What’s happening to me?!”
Lin Xuenning, meanwhile, was baffled. Lately, she’d been experiencing way too many bizarre supernatural incidents—first, she’d lived as a cat, then she’d inexplicably swapped perspectives with Xia Xi, and now some unknown force had hijacked her body!
Was she cursed?! Please, no!
“Hello, I’m an angel sent from the heavens. Your earnest desire to atone has moved the higher powers, so I’ve been dispatched to care for this man in your stead for three days.”
Xia Xi sighed internally. Better play a female role—otherwise, this girl might lose it. An innocent college student like her would probably spiral if she learned a guy had taken over her body, convinced she’d been “defiled” or something.
“Angels… are real?”
The speed at which this naive college student accepted the absurd surprised even Xia Xi. After just a brief hesitation, Lin Xuenning seemed to embrace the situation.
She had wanted to personally care for Xia Xi, but her own clumsiness made her hesitant. Now, with a “stand-in” handling things, she could still experience the act of tending to him—while maybe even picking up some life skills along the way.
“Of course~” Xia Xi replied in his sweetest “angelic” voice.
“I heard angels are all beautiful sisters—is that true?”
“Absolutely~”
“Then… do you have officials in heaven too? Like the 28 Constellations? The Jade Emperor?”
Since this world lacked Journey to the West’s depiction of the Jade Emperor cowering under a table (though other myths existed), celestial bureaucracy was still held in high regard.
Xia Xi had no intention of humoring her. How the hell would I know? The moment you tell one lie, you need a hundred more to back it up—so why bother? People’s imaginations were powerful enough to fill in the gaps themselves.
Testing his dual control, Xia Xi made his original body mutter, “You okay? Why’d you zone out?”
Then, using Lin Xuenning’s body, he chirped, “Oh, it’s nothing! Just lost in thought~”
The sensation was surreal.
Controlling two bodies at once, seeing himself from an outsider’s perspective—it was like looking into a mirror, except the reflection wasn’t him. Coordination was a nightmare, too. If he tried to stretch in his original body, Lin Xuenning’s arms would move instead. If he wanted to pinch her thigh, both bodies ended up pinching themselves simultaneously.
This is like trying to play two game consoles at once. It demanded intense focus, with zero room for error—one slip-up, and Lin Xuenning might catch on, leading to an instant Game Over.
“Angel sister, why aren’t you answering? Can you do my homework? What language do you use in heaven—Chinese? English? Something else? Oh! Can you cook? If you can, teach me—”
Xia Xi: “?”
Who knew she had a chatty side? Was this what happened when she could talk freely without anyone else hearing?
“I should head back to campus. I’ll bring you breakfast tomorrow,” he said, steering Lin Xuenning’s body toward the door.
It was already late—if she didn’t return soon, she’d miss curfew.
“Sure. Oh, and get me pork-stuffed buns! And soy milk. Thanks!”
“Tch~ As if!”
Using Lin Xuenning’s body to glare disdainfully at his own was… oddly refreshing. That said, the whole exchange felt robotic, like two NPCs programmed to interact.
Thankfully, Xia Xi had plenty of experience impersonating girls—especially after mastering cutesy speech patterns from Bai Xiaocha. Playing Lin Xuenning came naturally.
“Angel sister, are you going home? But I told my parents I’d be at the dorm tonight…”
Middle-aged folks tended to sleep early, and her parents were probably already in bed. Xia Xi wasn’t dumb enough to disturb them—though a guy entering a girls’ dorm wasn’t ideal either.
“Got it. Which building’s yours?”
He already knew the answer—he’d once spotted Lin Xuenning watching him from her balcony. Probably just gathering intel to plot against me, huh?
“I’ll guide you!” Lin Xuenning chirped eagerly.
After several supernatural encounters, she’d grown oddly resilient to weirdness. Following her directions, Xia Xi soon arrived at the dormitory.
The sight of the matron at the entrance made him hesitate.
Would I get kicked out the moment I step in? I’m a—
Wait.
I’m Lin Xuenning right now. Why worry?
Puffing out his (her?) chest, he marched inside, eyes fixed straight ahead—no glancing around!
The execution, however… was stiff.
To any bystanders, this pretty upperclassman radiated an unnatural “I’m a girl, fear me” energy, strutting with her chin up and—ahem—modest chest thrust forward.
And that determined, “I will join the Party today” stare?
Who walks like a robot?!
Lin Xuenning, sharing his senses from within their mental link: “As expected of an angel! Even her posture is flawless!”