With My Ability To Swap, I Will Never End Up In A Love Triangle Mess - Chapter 71

Hospital Room.

Xia Xi calmly handed the lunchbox to his original body, and his original body just as calmly accepted it.

How should he put it? It was a bit like passing something from his left hand to his right—a very strange feeling.

Huh? Why is Xia Xi acting so indifferent? Shouldn’t he be saying something like, “Having a beautiful girl bring me food is the best!” right now?

Lin Xueling was a little worried. She feared that being cooped up in the hospital with nowhere to go had taken a toll on Xia Xi.

In reality, if she had asked, “Why are you so calm about this?” Xia Xi would have widened his eyes and replied with exaggerated frustration:

“Do you have any idea how many IV needles I’ve had stuck in the back of my hand?! My emotional energy is completely drained!”

It wasn’t so much calmness as numbness—like a medical student’s practice dummy, he had grown somewhat desensitized to the sting of needles.

“Hiss—!”

Suddenly, both Xia Xi’s original body and Lin Xueling’s body sucked in a sharp breath at the same time. Xia Xi quickly made Lin Xueling’s body shut her mouth.

As for his original body? It was currently chugging bottled water.

The takeout today was chicken soup over rice.

Even though it had been sitting for a while, it was still scalding hot.

And so, Xia Xi’s original body got burned.

Since he was the one controlling both bodies, the reflexive reaction to the burning sensation was simultaneously transmitted to both.

There was no helping it—the pain had come too suddenly, causing Lin Xueling’s brain to receive the pain signal as well.

“Huh? You two… are so in sync…?”

Lin Xueling felt that something was off, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

She and Xia Xi shared sensory input from her body, so she could clearly feel a sudden, sharp pain on her tongue—as if something had bitten it—followed by both of them inhaling sharply at the same time.

“Ahem… coincidence! Just a coincidence. I accidentally bit my tongue just now.”

Xia Xi quickly whispered an explanation to Lin Xueling.

But with their senses linked, did she really not know whether she had bitten her own tongue or not?

“What are you muttering about?”

To sell the act, Xia Xi had his original body speak up, diverting Lin Xueling’s attention.

“Nothing… Oh, right! How’s the chicken soup rice? I picked it out especially for you.”

Indeed, the chicken soup rice had been carefully selected—but not by him. It was Lin Xueling’s doing.

The girl had kept going on about how “Xia Xi’s a patient now, he needs chicken soup to recover!”—hence the meal.

That big, fragrant drumstick had cost a whole ten bucks!

“It’s awful. And way too hot. Class President Lin, are you trying to kill me or something?!”

When Lin Xueling was suspicious like this, provoking her was the perfect way to stir up her emotions.

As long as she got angry and stopped thinking, she wouldn’t dwell on their earlier synchronized reactions.

“Ugh! You’re so ungrateful!”

Sure enough, Lin Xueling flared up. She had always been the type to explode at the slightest spark—you could say she was half a “contrarian personality.”

Using Lin Xueling’s voice, Xia Xi repeated the words she had thought to herself, then carried on a one-sided conversation.

“I don’t care! Class President Lin, your soup burned me. I demand compensation!”

Originally, Xia Xi had planned to drop off the food and leave quickly, returning to the dorm.

The longer both bodies stayed together, the higher the risk of exposure.

Especially at night, when exhaustion and drowsiness set in—his mind would get hazy, and he’d accidentally perform actions meant for one body with the other.

But now…

“Tch. What kind of compensation do you want?”

“How about a leg massage? Pretty please?”

He wanted to see what it felt like to massage himself.

After lying in bed all day, his legs, back, and shoulders were inexplicably sore.

At times like these, having a beautiful girl with soft, delicate fingers kneading his muscles would be absolute bliss!

…Well, even if said beautiful girl was himself.

“Angel Sister! No way!”

Lin Xueling was reluctant.

She hadn’t even done this for her own parents—why should she pamper this jerk Xia Xi?

“Fine. But just for a little bit!”

However, her “Angel Sister” had her own ideas, insisting that she was teaching Lin Xueling a useful skill.

Lin Xueling: “…”

Who even wants a skill like this?!

No matter what she said, Xia Xi had already taken control of Lin Xueling’s hands, gently gripping his original body’s calf.

The cool, soft touch sent a shiver through both bodies.

It was a bizarre sensation.

The feeling of massaging and being massaged coexisted in Xia Xi’s mind, yet it was completely different from simply rubbing his own leg.

From his original body’s perspective, a long-haired high school girl in a uniform was tenderly soothing his muscles.

From Lin Xueling’s body’s perspective, every press of her fingers sent waves of comfort to his legs, causing her own calves to tense up reflexively.

This only made Lin Xueling more confused.

Why does massaging Xia Xi make my own legs feel tense? I’m just sitting here normally!

She could only feel the act of massaging, not the pleasure Xia Xi was experiencing.

But since Xia Xi could sense both sides, he knew exactly where to press for maximum relief—guiding Lin Xueling’s hands to the perfect spots.

“Wow, Class President Lin, you’re really good at this!”

A hollow compliment, just to keep up appearances.

If he stayed silent for too long, Lin Xueling might start overthinking things again.

“Obviously~”

This kind of self-directed dialogue felt surreal—like roleplaying multiple characters in a game.

After finishing with his calves, Xia Xi moved on to his shoulders and back. To an outsider, the pretty girl looked like a dutiful maid from ancient times, meticulously attending to her master.

The elderly man in the neighboring bed even glared and muttered about “how the times have changed” under his breath.

“Not bad, not bad. Class President Lin, you could totally be a masseuse after graduation.”

Honestly, coming from his own mouth, Xia Xi wasn’t sure if he was praising his own massage skills or what.

Why did it sound so much like self-flattery?

“Angel Sister, look at how smug he is!”

Lin Xueling had originally wanted to say, “Angel Sister, you’re amazing! If I learn this, someone’s gonna be begging me for massages every day, huh?”—but at the last second, it turned into another jab at Xia Xi.

“Don’t worry, I’ll teach him a lesson.”

Gritting his teeth, Xia Xi suddenly increased the pressure, sending a jolt of pain through his shoulder.

To distance himself from his original body, he’d just have to endure a little suffering to help Lin Xueling “vent her anger.”

But…

Why did I have to press so hard?! This really hurts!!!