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

The cool water jets continued to spray, soaking the corridor floor.

Chen Su's embrace and tearful plea acted like an invisible rope, timely restraining Shen Que's raging anger and reckless ruthlessness.

He could feel the girl in his arms trembling, her body temperature and fear emanating through her soaked clothes.

His chest heaved violently, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms, but in the end, that surging violence was gradually suppressed by her tightly embracing arms and her choked voice.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, the terrifying crimson in his eyes had faded somewhat. Although they were still cold, they were no longer filled with destructive impulses.

He slowly turned around to face her.

A few strands of her hair were wet from the splashing water and clung to her pale cheeks. Her eyes and the tip of her nose were red, and her eyes were still glistening with tears. She looked up at him, her face full of worry and lingering fear.

Shen Que reached out and gently brushed her moist eyes with his somewhat rough fingertips, wiping away a tear that rolled down her cheek. The movement was so gentle that he himself was unaware of it.

Then, he pulled her tightly into his arms, his chin resting on the top of her head, his voice low and husky, yet carrying a strangely comforting power:

"It's alright...don't be afraid."

His gaze swept over her head, quickly and calmly surveying the surroundings.

The area near the restroom entrance is dimly lit and has no security cameras.

Several drunkards, soaked in water and mostly sober, were restrained by security guards who twisted their arms. They were still muttering inappropriate things, but they had lost their previous arrogance.

Zhou Qian leaned against the door frame, looking over in this direction, still shaken.

Outside, the sound of sirens could be heard clearly, and flashing red and blue lights shone through the corridor windows.

Shen Que released Chen Su, grasped her shoulders with both hands, leaned down slightly, and met her gaze. His eyes were more serious and earnest than ever before, and his speech was fast but clear:

"Listen, Chen Su. The police will be here soon. This matter has nothing to do with you from beginning to end."

He paused, then said firmly, "I received Zhou Qian's call for help, came to rescue her, and then called the police. Understand?"

Chen Su looked at him and subconsciously shook her head: "No, it was me who reported it..."

"Listen to me!" Shen Que's tone became more forceful, carrying an undeniable command, but a hint of anxiety lurked deep in his eyes.

There are no security cameras here, so you can say whatever you want.

Chen Su is a senior in high school and will be taking the college entrance examination soon. She can't get involved in this kind of thing, and she can't leave any record of it.

He was all too aware of the trouble this kind of thing could cause; even just cooperating with the investigation could affect her mindset and future scrutiny.

He wanted to completely remove her from his life.

I don't want her to get involved in any potential trouble, even as a witness.

Chen Su wanted to say something more, but a group of bar customers and staff who had been attracted by the noise had already gathered around, casting curious and inquisitive glances at her.

They pointed and whispered among themselves.

Shen Que had fresh bruises and abrasions on his face, which were somewhat glaring under the harsh white light.

He gave Chen Su no more chance to argue, and gently pushed her shoulder. The force was not great, but it carried an undeniable meaning, pushing her away from the center of the chaos and towards the outer edge of the crowd.

"And what about you?" Chen Su was pushed back two steps by him, then stubbornly stopped, turned back to look at him, her voice filled with unease, "Will you be alright?"

Shen Que looked at her worried eyes, forced a smile, trying to reassure her, but it aggravated the wound on his lip, making his smile look somewhat awkward, though his tone was unusually firm:

"Nothing will happen."

He repeated it, as if assuring her, and also as if saying to himself, "Go home quickly. It's late."

Chen Su was convinced by his determined gaze, or rather, she knew that her presence might distract him.

She bit her lower lip, gave him one last deep look, then turned around, pushed through the crowd, and quickly left this suffocating place of controversy.

As I reached the stairwell, I brushed past a policeman who was coming from the opposite direction.

Hearing the noise behind her, Chen Su resisted the urge to turn around and walked straight out.

As she walked to the bar entrance, a gust of cold wind made her realize that she was freezing and her clothes were mostly soaked.

She hugged her arms tightly, not leaving immediately, but standing in an inconspicuous corner across the street, staring intently at the bar entrance.

After a while, she saw the drunken men being led out in handcuffs and put into a police car.

Next were Shen Que and Zhou Qian. They weren't handcuffed, but they came out accompanied by the police. Shen Que had no expression on his face, while Zhou Qian had her head down and looked shaken.

Chen Su's heart was pounding in her chest, almost leaping out of her throat.

She stared intently at Shen Que's retreating figure as he was led into another police car, until the car's lights flashed and it drove away, disappearing at the end of the street.

She slowly turned and walked towards home. The summer night breeze blew against her, her damp clothes clung to her skin, bringing a cool sensation, but her thoughts were gradually becoming clearer.

Shen Que will be alright.

This time, the storyline is completely different from the original.

No one died, and there were no particularly serious injuries.

Shen Que's actions were clearly legitimate self-defense, especially given that the other party was in a group of people, intoxicated, and had malicious intent in banging on the door.

The bar had security guards, many witnesses, and Zhou Qian, a clear victim.

Those drunkards were the perpetrators and the ones causing trouble.

He told her to go first because he didn't want to involve her.

He's right.

"Shen Que, everything will be alright," she whispered to herself, over and over again, as if trying to reassure her still anxious heart.

It was late at night, and all was quiet. Chen Su finished washing up and lay in bed, but she couldn't fall asleep; her eyes were glued to her phone screen.

Time passed by, and each second seemed exceptionally long.

After what seemed like an eternity, the phone screen finally lit up and vibrated with a "buzz".

Chen Su grabbed her phone almost instantly.

It was a message from Shen Que.

I'm home now, everything's fine.

Those five simple words instantly relaxed Chen Su's tense nerves, and her eyes welled up with tears again.

She typed a reply quickly:

【Really?】

He replied almost instantly.

【real. 】

[I came back after giving my statement. Those people were detained, and Zhou Qian also gave her statement. The matter is clear. It's all over.]

Looking at these lines of text, Chen Su finally let out a long, complete sigh of relief, and the heart that had been hanging in mid-air finally settled back into place.

She buried herself in the soft pillow, only then realizing the belated exhaustion and the utter despair of surviving a catastrophe.

She curled up in the covers, her fingers tapping on the screen: [That's good. Remember to treat the injury on your face.]

Shen Que replied: [Yeah, it's just a minor injury. You should go to sleep; you have class tomorrow.]

He's fine.

It's really nothing.

Great.

Shen Que remains free and innocent; his future has not been tainted by the terrible shadow of "manslaughter."

The tragedy seems to have been successfully rewritten.

Outside the window, the night was deep.

Holding her phone, Chen Su looked at the message "It's okay" on the screen and finally slowly closed her eyes.

I can sleep peacefully now.

The National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao) is just around the corner.

Shen Que, on the other hand, is safe and sound.

This was probably the best news she could get on the eve of the incredibly stressful college entrance exam.