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

Their summer vacation wasn't just filled with tedious homework and headache-inducing classical Chinese texts.

Chen Su knew how to balance work and rest; she only required Shen Que to complete a set amount of study tasks each day.

Do a few math problems and memorize a few passages of classical Chinese texts that are frequently tested.

Once the task is completed, she will not impose any further restrictions.

Thus, their time outside of studying became more colorful with the two of them.

They still go to play billiards together, but most of the time it's just the two of them.

Without outsiders watching and making a fuss, Chen Su appeared particularly relaxed in the space where only Shen Que was present.

Shen Que seemed to have become more patient, and would carefully correct her posture, hand position, and cueing motion, explaining the importance of angle and force.

He explained these things in much more detail than he explained math problems.

When Chen Su finally manages to score several goals in a row on her own, her eyes sparkle with excitement as she turns to look at Shen Que, her tone tinged with a hint of smugness:

"Teacher Shen is such a skilled teacher, I feel like I've already graduated!"

Shen Que would usually give a soft hum, but the corners of his mouth would curve almost imperceptibly as he uttered four words: "Glib-tongued."

Or on some summer evenings, when the heat has subsided slightly, a gentle breeze blows through the window and stirs the curtains.

When the two of them got tired of studying and their eyes started to ache from looking at the questions, Shen Que would casually pick up the motorcycle keys on the table and say briefly, "Let's go for a ride."

And so, a black motorcycle, carrying two teenagers dressed in simple T-shirts, slowly weaved through the city's gradually brightening lights and the cool, comfortable evening breeze.

Shen Que no longer pursues extreme speed and excitement as before; instead, he takes a leisurely stroll.

He drove smoothly and gently.

Chen Su wrapped her arms around his lean waist and gently pressed her cheek against his firm, warm back.

Listening to the soothing sound of the wind and the deep hum of the engine, my heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of peace and tranquility.

Zhou Qian initially called Shen Que a few times, inviting him out to races, bars, or new entertainment venues.

Shen Que didn't shy away from asking Chen Su on the phone; sometimes he would even directly ask her, "Are you going?"

Chen Suruo shook her head, and he coldly replied to the other end of the phone, "I'm busy."

If Chen Su nodded, he would take her with him.

After a few times, Zhou Qian's contact frequency decreased significantly, and eventually, she almost stopped contacting him altogether.

Nowadays, bruises and scars from fights are rarely seen on Shen Que's body. Instead, there are occasional fresh cat scratches on his arms and the backs of his hands. Little Orange is growing up, lively and energetic, and its claws are becoming increasingly sharp.

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One morning, the sky was terribly overcast, and soon a torrential downpour began. The rain pounded against the windows, and the whole world was shrouded in a hazy mist.

In this weather, going to the library with Grandma was clearly impractical. Chen Su had no choice but to stay home. She sent Shen Que a message:

It's raining too hard today, so I can't come to your house. Remember to eat breakfast!

After sending the message, she looked at the rain outside the window and felt a little empty inside. She had gotten used to visiting him every day.

A moment later, my phone vibrated.

Shen Que replied with a picture.

Chen Su clicked on the picture.

The background is the large desk in Shen Que's study, on which her Chinese language notes are spread out.

One familiar hand with distinct knuckles holds a half-eaten sandwich, while the other hand is clearly taking a picture with a mobile phone.

In one corner of the camera, a chubby little orange cat is struggling to grip the edge of the table, its fluffy little head craning out, its round eyes fixed on the sandwich.

There was no accompanying text.

Chen Su stared at the photo for a long time, her lips unconsciously curving upwards, and the emptiness in her heart was instantly filled with a warm feeling.

He not only ate breakfast, but also studied... and shared this moment with her.

This was an unprecedented move for Shen Que.

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In the last few days of summer vacation, a subtle sense of melancholy crept into the atmosphere.

That afternoon, after finishing a physics test, Chen Su felt her brain was overloaded, so she put down her pen and leaned back on the sofa to rest, feeling a little tired.

Shen Que, who was standing next to him, seemed to have just finished reciting a passage and was resting with his eyes closed.

The afternoon sun slanted in, casting soft shadows on his face, softening the usual coldness and harshness in his brows, outlining smooth and superior facial features. Long eyelashes cast light shadows beneath his eyes, his nose was straight, and his lips were beautifully shaped.

Chen Su looked at him quietly, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly: How can this person be so handsome when he's not talking or angry...?

Just then, Shen Que opened his eyes without warning.

Their eyes met unexpectedly in mid-air.

Chen Su felt like a child caught stealing candy; her heart skipped a beat, her cheeks flushed red, and she hurriedly looked away, at a loss for what to do.

Shen Que took in her momentary panic and blush, saying nothing, but a faint, almost pleased smile flashed in his eyes, as if he was quite satisfied with her reaction.

He didn't say anything, but slowly closed his eyes again, and even let out a smug hum from his nose.

Chen Su covered her burning cheeks, so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground.

Her gaze inadvertently swept over the clock with a calendar hanging on the living room wall. Her eyes lingered on the date, and she suddenly felt a pang of emotion, saying softly, "Shen Que, summer vacation is about to end."

Shen Que didn't even blink, only giving a faint "hmm" in response.

"We... are about to be seniors in high school."

Chen Su continued, her voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible tension and probing.

Shen Que slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at her.

The sunlight fell perfectly on the side of his body, casting a warm golden glow that made him appear less aloof than usual.

He gazed at her intently, quietly waiting for her to continue.

Chen Su's heart started beating even faster.

She couldn't help but wonder if Shen Que's cooperation this summer was due to the "punishment" agreement or something else.

School is about to start, so the "punishment" period is naturally over.

So, after school starts, will he still be willing to study with her?

Will he still allow her to intrude into his territory and interfere in his life as she does now?

She mustered her courage and asked the question that had been swirling in her mind for so long, her voice slightly trembling with nervousness: "After school starts... will we still be able to... study together like this?"

Shen Que stared at her for a long time.

His gaze was calm and profound, devoid of the almost overflowing resistance and cold hostility that had emanated from her whenever she first mentioned studying.

This made Chen Su feel a little more at ease.

He didn't answer immediately. Just when Chen Su thought he wouldn't answer, or would give a vague refusal, he spoke up. His voice was low, carrying his characteristic languor and a hint of elusiveness:

"Perhaps."

An ambiguous, even somewhat perfunctory, answer.

However, those three words instantly filled Chen Su's heart with immense joy!

Having spent so much time with Shen Que, she had already figured out some of his behavioral patterns.

He will directly refuse to do things he doesn't want to do, and may even resort to verbal abuse.

He didn't refuse, nor did he make sarcastic remarks; he simply said, "Perhaps."

This is almost equivalent to tacitly agreeing or consenting!

She couldn't help but break into a radiant smile, a smile as bright and warm as sunlight breaking through the clouds, dispelling all her unease and anxiety.

Shen Que looked at her undisguised happiness, his eyes flickered slightly, then he turned back as if nothing had happened and closed his eyes again, but the slight upturn of his lips betrayed his equally good mood.

The summer vacation is drawing to a close in this hopeful and warm atmosphere.