Quick Transmigration: I Was Cannon Fodder But Became the White Moonlight

Time flows like still water, calm and undisturbed, yet it carries everyone along, slowly moving them forward in directions that are either predetermined or unknown.

Lu Yichuan eventually flew to Munich as scheduled.

Before his departure, the Lu family held a small family banquet to bid him farewell.

During the meal, he remained the same mischievous young master who cracked jokes and made Madam Lu laugh heartily. However, occasionally, when his gaze inadvertently swept over Lu Yuze, who sat calmly in the main seat, and Chen Su, who sat quietly beside him, he would notice the strange behavior.

At the airport, before parting, he casually patted Chen Su on the shoulder with an unlit cigarette dangling from his lips. Taking advantage of a moment when Lu Yuze was giving instructions to his assistant, he leaned closer and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Hey, if my brother bullies you again someday..."

He paused, then continued, "You should... tell your parents. Or, go directly to your grandparents and complain. Don't always make things difficult for yourself."

His voice was low, tinged with awkward concern, but his eyes were unusually serious.

Chen Su was slightly taken aback, then a smile appeared in her eyes, her heart warming. She nodded earnestly, "Okay, I understand. I hope everything goes well for you over there, and take good care of yourself."

Lu Yichuan grinned, revealing a satisfied smile.

He turned around, waved casually with his back to them, and dragged his carry-on suitcase into the flow of people at the security checkpoint.

His upright figure truly exuded a sense of confidence and arrogance, as if he had shed his playboy image and was now venturing out on his own.

Later, Chen Su learned from Lu Yuze's occasional brief mentions that Lu Yichuan was not exiled or neglected at the Munich branch as outsiders had speculated.

Lu Yu then placed him in the core business department and assigned him a rather challenging and substantial project.

At first, things went wrong due to language and cultural differences, as well as a lack of professional knowledge. Although he made quite a few mistakes, he seemed to have really settled down and gradually figured things out, which impressed the branch management who had initially been hesitant.

That spoiled brat who used to only play around, argue, and cause trouble is growing up in his own clumsy but solid way.

Perhaps, Lu Yuze's seemingly punitive arrangement that night was another form of... letting go and tempering.

_

Chen Su returns to the Chen family home once a week, mostly on weekends.

Sometimes I would spend an afternoon having tea with Su Wan in the flower room, listening to her gently reminisce about the past or share her health tips.

Sometimes she would play two games of chess with Chen Zonghan in the study. Her chess skills were not good, and she was often defeated without a trace.

Chen Zhixia is usually there too.

Their relationship always maintained a polite and distant balance, like two parallel streams, each with its own trajectory, occasionally converging but never mixing.

Chen Zhixia adapted very well. She was intelligent and diligent, not only maintaining her top academic performance but also gradually getting involved in some of the Chen family's business affairs.

The resilience and clarity she possessed, characteristic of "Lin Zhixia," were not eroded by the extravagance of the wealthy family. Instead, they transformed into a calm and grounded strength, gradually winning Chen Zonghan's praise and the initial recognition of some of the elders.

She seems to have a natural talent for business and management and a strong interest in it, and is gradually taking over some specific family businesses.

Chen Su had no objection to this and even welcomed it.

She knew she had been slow-witted since childhood, with no talent or interest in numbers or business warfare. Perhaps it would be a better outcome if the Chen family business could be handed over to the truly capable Chen Zhixia.

One day, in late spring or early summer, Chen Su was taking a walk in the back garden of the Chen family mansion when she happened to meet Chen Zhixia, who had just returned from outside, under the wisteria trellis.

The wisteria flowers are in full bloom, with clusters of pale purple hanging down, exuding a delicate fragrance.

The two stopped simultaneously, and the air was silent for a few seconds.

Chen Zhixia spoke first, her voice as calm and gentle as ever, revealing little emotion: "Next month, the foundation has a student aid project that requires a field visit to the southwestern mountainous region, which will take about a week."

Chen Su nodded. Su Wan had mentioned this before: "Yes, I heard it from my mother. Conditions there might be tough, so bring plenty of necessities and be careful."

"Thank you," Chen Zhixia said, her gaze lingering on Chen Su's face for a moment. "I will."

Her eyes were clear, without jealousy or ostentation, only a calm and composed look.

She seemed to want to say something, but in the end she only nodded slightly, then turned and walked past Chen Su, her high heels clicking crisply and rhythmically on the stone path.

Chen Su stood there, watching her figure disappear at the end of the flower stand.

Sunlight filters through the gaps in the wisteria blossoms, creating dappled shadows.

They may never be able to be as close as real sisters, but being able to maintain a distance and not disturb each other as they are now is perhaps the relatively peaceful answer that fate has given after all these twists and turns.

_

After their trip to S City, Chen Su and Lu Yuze's relationship entered a slow but genuine period of warming up.

Lu Yuze's domineering nature still exists between them, but there is more respect and inquiry; Chen Su's persistence still exists, but there is more proactive communication and reliance.

The two grew increasingly close, a closeness born from the trials and tribulations of life, a closeness that only strengthened their certainty and longing for each other.

Until one night.

That night, Chen Su had a university reunion, and it was quite late when it ended.

Her phone was draining its battery very quickly from taking photos and videos, and it quietly shut down on her way home.

Lu Yu sat alone on the sofa in Yu Lan's living room. The antique clock on the wall swung rhythmically, its ticking sound amplified in the excessively quiet night.

There were already two or three cigarette butts in the ashtray in front of him, and the cigarette he was holding between his fingers was flickering.

When you dial the number, all you hear is a cold, mechanical "phone switched off" message.

Time passed second by second, and the night outside the window was as thick as ink.

Anxiety, like a hidden vine, climbs up from the deepest part of my heart, wrapping around it and tightening its grip.

A jumble of chaotic thoughts and images flashed uncontrollably through my mind.

He wanted to immediately use every means at his disposal to locate her phone, find out her last known location, and even have the driver search along the route...

This impulse almost broke through the dam of reason.

In the end, he simply took a deep drag of his cigarette, stubbed out the lit cigarette butt in the crystal ashtray, got up, walked to the liquor cabinet, and poured himself a glass of strong whiskey.

The icy liquor slid down my throat, bringing a burning sensation, and forcibly suppressed the almost out-of-control impulse.

He gripped the wine glass, his knuckles turning slightly white, repeatedly telling himself the same thing.

Trust her.

Trust their agreement.

When Chen Su pushed open the door, slightly tipsy and feeling the chill of the night breeze, she immediately saw the silent figure sitting on the sofa in the darkness.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly turned on the light in the entryway.

The warm yellow light dispelled the darkness and illuminated Lu Yuzhe's raised face.

His gaze was deep and unfathomable, silently locking onto her.

Chen Su subconsciously reached for her phone in her bag, only to find the screen completely black and unresponsive.

"My phone ran out of battery and shut down automatically..." she explained, her voice a little hoarse from nervousness. "I haven't seen my classmate in ages, and they insisted on playing with me a little longer. Sorry I got back late..."

Lu Yu didn't speak, but just looked at her, his gaze moving from her slightly flushed cheeks to the phone in her hand, and then back to her apologetic eyes.

Those few seconds of silence felt suffocatingly long.

Chen Su pursed her lips.

He stood up, his tall figure exuding an invisible sense of oppression.

He walked up to her, raised his hand, his fingertips carrying the cool night air and a faint scent of tobacco, and gently brushed aside a few stray strands of hair that had been ruffled by the night wind, his fingertips inadvertently brushing against her cool cheek skin.

"Remember to charge your phone beforehand next time," his voice was low and husky, but unusually calm, even gentle. "Or, use a classmate's phone to send me a message and let me know you'll be home late."

There were no questions, no investigations, not even any unpleasant accusations, just a simple, somewhat helpless admonition.

Chen Su nodded vigorously, then suddenly stepped forward, reached out and hugged his lean waist, buried her face in his chest, and whispered, "Yes, I'll definitely do it next time. I'm sorry for making you worry."

Lu Yuze's body stiffened slightly for a moment, then he hugged her back even tighter, his arms tightening.

He buried his face deep in her hair, which was scented with night dew and a faint aroma of fruit wine, and took a deep breath, as if to etch this moment of regaining what he had lost into his very breath.

The hug lasted a long time, and neither of them spoke.

_

After their engagement, preparations for their wedding began.

The two families carefully selected and chose an auspicious date.

As the wedding date draws ever closer, every detail is progressing smoothly, and all the tedious preparations are proceeding in an orderly manner.

On the eve of the wedding, according to custom, Chen Su returned to the Chen family home, while Lu Yu stayed at the Lu residence.

Late at night, Chen Su lay on her bed, the familiar soft touch beneath her. The moonlight shone brightly outside the window, but she was not sleepy at all.

It was neither entirely apprehensive nor purely joyful; a mixture of anticipation for the future, a subtle adaptation to a new identity, and a certain calm as if the dust had settled, lingered in my heart.

The phone screen lit up silently in the darkness; it was a message from Lu Yuzhe, containing only two simple words:

Are you asleep?

Chen Su picked up her phone and tapped a reply on the dimly lit screen: 【Not yet.】

Almost the instant she sent the message, his call came through.

Chen Su answered the phone and heard a similarly quiet background sound on his end, with only his steady breathing.

"Nervous?" he asked, his voice coming through the airwaves with a unique deep magnetism, softer than usual.

"A little," Chen Su honestly admitted, turning over and looking at the hazy moonlight outside the window. "What about you?"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a soft chuckle: "It's alright."

This answer was expected; he has always been adept at concealing his emotions.

Chen Su didn't press further, and a quiet, intimate current flowed between them.

"Lu Yuze," she suddenly whispered his name.

"Hmm?" He answered quickly, his voice rising slightly at the end.

Chen Su pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curving upwards, a mischievous yet gentle smile appearing in her eyes, her voice very soft:

"Tomorrow...remember not to bite me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a long silence fell on the other end of the phone.

The next second, they both chuckled softly.

"Okay," he replied, the laughter in his voice not yet completely gone, but now tinged with a gentle promise, "I won't bite."