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

On the night Chen Su disappeared, Secretary Zhao called in the early hours of the morning, his voice tense: "President Lu, we've checked in L City. All passengers on the bus that departed at 1:20 pm have been verified. Through cross-checking of the station and surrounding surveillance footage, we were unable to find any woman matching Ms. Chen's physical characteristics getting off the bus or entering the waiting hall."

"Miss Chen... perhaps she didn't go to L City."

This was truly unexpected.

Lu Yuze's eyes darkened.

"Retrieve all entrances and exits around the station, including back alleys and freight passages, from the time she got off the train to the departure of the last train. Focus on investigating women traveling alone, exhibiting abnormal behavior, or showing obvious signs of disguise. At the same time, screen all vehicles leaving the station area during the same period, especially those heading to destinations other than L City, including unregistered taxis."

His voice was steady, revealing little emotion, though his knuckles were slightly white as he gripped the phone.

A massive flow of information was mobilized late at night.

Several hours later, a blurry surveillance video was selected, focusing on the chaotic crowd at the back gate of the station.

The secretary pointed to a woman on the screen, wearing a navy blue coat, a scarf covering her face, and with a slightly plump and hunched figure: "The timing of this figure's appearance and disappearance coincides with the time Miss Chen entered the station restroom, but..."

However, their body shape, posture, and clothing did not match at all.

Even the secretary hesitated.

Lu Yuze's gaze fell on the screen, lingering for only two seconds.

It's her.

His voice was firm and decisive, offering no explanation.

_

The subsequent tracking became a natural progression.

They located the silver van and retrieved surveillance footage from checkpoints along the highways and national roads.

The destination clearly points to City S.

The investigation revealed that the car was last seen disappearing in an old area of ​​hotels and inns.

With a few more tricks, the information on that chain of business hotels in City S was quickly presented to him.

sleepless nights.

After driving for several hours, we arrived in S City just as the sky was beginning to lighten.

He didn't appear in front of her immediately; he just sat in the car across from the hotel, looking out the ordinary window, and smoked a cigarette.

The secretary reported in a low voice the information she had just found: "The hotel front desk reported that the guest staying in that room seemed to be feeling unwell this morning and called room service to bring cold medicine and some porridge..."

The cigarette butt was twisted and contorted between his fingertips.

I can't quite describe what emotion I felt at that moment.

Angry at her escape?

Yes.

But what surged even more was an almost dull ache of anxiety and...heartache.

He clearly wanted her to experience some hardship outside, to know that without his protection, the world wasn't as free and wonderful as she imagined.

But the thought that she might be lying alone in a strange, shabby room with a fever instantly shattered his resolve.

He eventually went up.

When the spare key card was used to open the door, the room was dimly lit, filled with a faint smell of medicine and her unique fragrance.

Chen Su was curled up on the bed, her cheeks were abnormally flushed, her breathing was heavy, and her brows were furrowed, clearly indicating that she was sleeping very restlessly.

He walked over and reached out to touch her forehead; the burning heat made him furrow his brow.

It's burning so badly.

The last vestiges of anger in my heart were instantly overwhelmed by stronger emotions.

He tried to move as quietly as possible.

Go fetch some warm water and wring out the towel.

I unbuttoned her sweaty pajamas and used a warm towel to wipe her burning forehead, neck, and arms repeatedly, trying to take away some of the fever.

She squirmed restlessly, emitting weak sobs, her eyes half-open but unfocused, veiled with a layer of mist.

"Cold..." she murmured unconsciously, rubbing against his hand.

Lu Yu's Adam's apple bobbed as he pulled her, blanket and all, into his arms, drawing her close.

Sensing the heat, she automatically moved closer to him, her cheek pressed against the fabric of his shirt.

"He brought it on himself."

He spoke softly, his tone unable to harden, brushing away her sweaty bangs with his fingertips.

Seeing her completely dependent yet defenseless appearance, those dark thoughts of wanting to punish her resurfaced.

He lowered his head, close to her rosy earlobe, his threat almost vicious, tinged with lingering fear:

"You should be locked up..."

"So that you'll never be able to leave my sight again..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Su in his arms trembled violently. Even though he was in a daze, tears welled up in his eyes and slid down his cheeks, soaking his clothes.

She shook her head, sobbing brokenly, "No... shut... no..."

It felt like something had hit my chest hard, and a dull pain instantly spread.

He immediately shut his mouth, all the harsh words stuck in his throat.

It's really... I can't say a word about it.

He tossed aside the towel and gently wiped away the tears with his fingertips, leaving his hand damp and cool.

He lowered his head and placed a very light kiss on her dry, chapped lips, a sigh of helplessness and resignation.

"It's not your fault, I was just kidding."

He whispered a promise to comfort her, "Sleep well, get better soon..."

He stayed by her side for a long time, changing her towels several times and feeding her water several times, until her body temperature gradually decreased and her breathing became steady and long.

He tidied up the scattered items in the room and tucked her in.

When I stood up, I felt a strong wave of fatigue and dizziness. My eyes were dark and bloodshot.

Standing by the bed, he looked at Chen Su, who was still asleep with her brows slightly furrowed, but whose complexion had finally regained some vitality.

After a long while, he let out a silent sigh of relief.

Sleep well, Susu.

Just pretend that all of this was just a nightmare you had.

He quietly left the room and instructed the hotel staff to send her a light meal under the guise of room service.

_

Three days later, he was in this room, and the two confronted each other.

Chen Su spoke those words in the calmest yet most resolute tone.

She said that even if the police took her away, even if she was ruined, she would never go back with him. She said that as long as she had a breath left, she would try to escape again and again, until she could no longer escape, or until she died.

At that moment, Lu Yu felt his breath catch for a moment.

My heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand; a dull ache was followed by a sharp chill.

It spreads along the spine to all parts of the body.

He looked into her tearful yet resolute eyes, which held no calculation, no pretense, only a chilling clarity, like a do-or-die determination.

He suddenly realized that his proud methods of control, his seemingly impeccable threats, appeared pale and laughable in the face of her almost self-destructive resolve.

He could forcibly take her away, and use various methods to make her return, but he could not suppress her will to escape.

That will was so strong, so strong that... it made him feel a shiver he had never felt before.

For the first time, he truly realized that he might really... lose her.

Not through any external force, but through her own choice to completely detach herself from his life, even if it was in such a tragic way.

The panic caused by this realization was far greater than when they discovered she had escaped.

He has to leave.

Immediately, right away.

Leave this room, leave behind that look of grim determination in her eyes.

He needs space, he needs to calm down, he needs to regain his shaky rationality and... bottom line.

_

That night, he had a chaotic and depressing dream.

There was no deception or scheming in the dream. Chen Su was just Chen Su, the young lady of the Chen family who was pampered by Su Wan and Chen Zonghan and had little interaction with him.

He watched from the perspective of an outsider as Chen's family background was exposed and her adopted daughter's identity was revealed.

In her dream, Chen Su was ruthlessly driven out of the Chen family.

He watched her struggle to survive, falling from the glamorous heiress to the dust, toiling for a living, her face gradually eroded by the hardships of life, the once bright light in her eyes slowly extinguished, becoming numb and dazed.

When I woke up, my pajamas were soaked with cold sweat.

Lu Yu sat in the darkness, his heart pounding, overwhelmed by a tremendous sense of relief, as if he had survived a disaster.

fortunately.

Fortunately, it was just a dream.

Fortunately, she is still alive.

Live a glamorous life.

Chen Su, who could scheme against him and anger him, was still around.

He even began to feel fortunate that she had come to him with ulterior motives, and that she had used lies and acting skills to carve out a relatively smooth path for herself, staying in a place where he could see and protect her.

Even if it involves deception, resistance, and mutual torment, it's better than the helpless, gradually withering ending in my dream.

_

Several months after returning to City A, a package was delivered to Yu Lan.

The housekeeper specifically reported to Lu Yuze that the sender's name field read "Lu Yichuan".

The recipient is Chen Su.

Lu Yu was reading documents in his study when he heard this, and his fingertips paused slightly.

"Bring it here."

The box wasn't large. When you opened it, a platinum and diamond-encrusted bracelet lay quietly inside, its design exquisite.

He recognized it; it was a birthday gift Su Wan had given to Chen Su.

She used to wear it on her wrist.

He seemed to disappear later, but he didn't pay any attention to it.

But why would it be with Lu Yichuan?

The answer came to mind almost without needing to think about it.

It must have been a token or collateral used by Chen Su to obtain help when she fled.

He could almost picture the scene: how she pleaded, how conflicted Lu Yichuan was, and how he ultimately softened.

A very subtle emotion, mixed with displeasure and a certain understanding, swept through my heart, but it quickly subsided.

The matter is in the past, the agreement is being fulfilled, and Lu Yichuan has already gone far away.

He picked up the bracelet, his fingertips brushing against the diamonds, but a more distant image appeared before his eyes.

_

The old Lu family residence, the corridor.

Young Chen Su, dressed in a fluffy princess dress, looked like a butterfly, her laughter clear and bright, as she chased after the equally young Lu Yichuan.

He had just finished a tedious etiquette class and came out of his study carrying a heavy economics book, where he met them in the corridor.

_

Until one day, the game of hide-and-seek that led to the breakdown of their relationship.

He actually saw it.

Seeing Chen Zonghan holding Chen Su's hand and preparing to leave, Chen Su stared at the Lu family villa and kept turning back.

Su Wan ran into him in the hallway as he came out of his tutoring class. She gently patted his head and said, "Yu Ze, please tell Yi Chuan for me that Su Su has something to do at home and has to go back first. She can't play with us anymore. Tell him not to hide anymore and to come out. Su Su can come and play with him again tomorrow, okay?"

He simply nodded calmly and replied, "Okay, Auntie."

As he turned to go back to his room, his gaze swept over the dimly lit staircase leading to the attic once more, and his steps paused almost imperceptibly.

There was no stopping.

Then, he closed his door expressionlessly.

_

Later, Lu Yichuan argued with Chen Su for several days because of this, feeling that Chen Su had abandoned him.

Lu Yichuan hesitated about whether to take the initiative to reconcile with Chen Su.

He simply walked past him, mentioning it casually, his tone nonchalant: "It seems she's made some new friends to hang out with."

He saw Lu Yichuan's eyes dim instantly, and his face turn pale.

They also witnessed the awkward and distant atmosphere between Chen Su and Lu Su during Chen Su's subsequent visits to the Lu residence.

Over the years, little by little, the relationship between Lu Yichuan and Chen Su became stiff and awkward due to a series of similar, harmless but gradually accumulating misunderstandings and estrangement.

_

He felt no pleasure; it was merely an instinct based on rational judgment, eliminating unstable factors.

He never felt that he was doing anything intentionally.

He doesn't like her, nor does he care about her.

At that time, Chen Su was just a noisy outsider to him who occasionally disturbed the peace of the Lu family.

A symbol representing the freedom that Lu Yichuan could never possess.

His life was filled with various courses and expectations, heavy and lonely.

Every laugh that came from the corridor seemed to remind him that he was cut off from a normal childhood and an easy life.

Why are some people born only to be happy, while even his breathing time is planned out for him?

That subtle sense of resentment, which he himself had never delved into, prompted him to make that seemingly insignificant yet impactful action that affected the relationship between the two children.

He just didn't want to hear the noise.

_

Later, when he learned that Chen Su had been chosen as his marriage partner, he saw the shock, bitterness, and feigned composure flashing in Lu Yichuan's eyes, but he felt little emotion. He only felt that this was an arrangement that suited the interests of all parties.

He admired the Chen family's strength and recognized the business synergy brought about by the marriage, nothing more.

He nodded calmly: "Okay."

As for Lu Yichuan's unspoken thoughts, what did they have to do with him?

_

His fingers tightened, the bracelet digging into his palm.

He put it back in the box and instructed the butler, "Put it away. Don't tell Madam."

He paused, then added, "Give the Munich branch an additional special fund. Let Lu Yichuan participate in the core evaluation of that merger and acquisition deal we had previously considered."

_

For a long time before their engagement, his interactions with Chen Su were limited to necessary family occasions; they were merely a couple in name only, with little interaction in private.

She remained the bright and proud heiress of the Chen family, with just the right amount of coquettishness and aloofness.

Until that day, she barged into his office with her not-so-clever scheme and took the initiative to enter his world.

_

And so it has come to this point.

At the wedding, elegantly dressed guests gathered, all eyes focused on the stage.

His bride wore a pure white and elaborate wedding dress. Beneath the veil, her face was clearer and more beautiful than ever, her eyes bright and filled with a hint of shyness.

More than anything, it was the warmth and strength emanating from his clasped hands.

As the host uttered words of blessing, everything around him seemed to fade into the background noise.

In Lu Yuze's eyes, there was only her.

He lowered his head, drew closer, and placed a solemn and tender kiss on her soft, slightly cool lips.

Only promises and cherished memories.

Palms pressed together, fingers interlocked.

I could almost hear again the sound of that bonfire-lit night at Tanding Manor, and the villagers' simple and heartfelt blessings.

We'll be together day and night, year after year.

This time, it wasn't a lie, a scheme, or a demand.

It is the future they have chosen together, and they will spend the rest of their lives living it out.

In the future, through the long years, from dawn till dusk, they will spend their time together hand in hand.