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

The week before the college entrance examination is the day the school arranges for graduation photos to be taken.

The weather was unexpectedly good that day; the sun was shining brightly and the sky was crystal clear.

This time, Shen Que came.

He was wearing the same school uniform jacket as everyone else, with a simple black T-shirt underneath. When he appeared in the classroom with his upright posture, he attracted the attention of many students.

The bruises on his face had not completely faded after the bar fight, and faint marks remained on his left cheek and cheekbone.

When Chen Su saw him, her eyes lit up instantly, and she ran towards him.

"You actually came today!" Her voice was filled with undisguised joy.

She sent him a message, but he didn't reply. Chen Su assumed he was too busy to come over.

I was sad for a long time.

Shen Que watched her run closer, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment before he nodded: "Mm."

His gaze fell on the camera in her arms, and a slight smile curved his lips. "You brought it with you?"

"Of course!" Chen Su waved her camera. "We're going to take lots of photos today!"

The air was filled with the scent of parting, but even more so with a strange restlessness, a mixture of sadness and excitement, as if the journey had finally come to an end.

The students gathered in twos and threes, making the most of their last moments to chat, take photos, and sign their school uniforms.

This time, Chen Su and Shen Que did not deliberately keep their distance.

When Chen Su raised the custom-made camera that Shen Que had given her, Shen Que obediently stood under the sycamore tree she had designated, where the light was best.

"Click," "click," the shutter clicked softly.

Through the viewfinder, Chen Su captured his figure, whether standing or leaning, his slightly squinting eyes in the sunlight, the faint curve of his lips, and his slender, well-defined fingers when he inadvertently raised his hand to block the sunlight.

She also asked him to take her picture. Shen Que skillfully handled the camera, and the composition was excellent, capturing her hair being blown by the wind and her bright smile as she turned around.

Later, they even asked a passing classmate to help them take some photos of the two of them together.

They weren't in any intimate poses, just standing side by side with a gap between them, but the sunlight cast their shadows on the ground, overlapping each other.

Both of them were looking at the camera. Chen Su smiled with her eyes crinkling, while Shen Que was very serious and solemn.

The group photo was taken on the steps in front of the teaching building.

Because of his height, Shen Que was assigned to the last row.

Chen Su was in the middle of the second row.

The photographer stood on the opposite side, directing everyone to adjust their formation.

"Students! Look here! Yes! Smile! Imagine you're free! Imagine you don't have to do homework anymore!"

The photographer, a humorous middle-aged man, tried his best to liven up the atmosphere, "Yes! That's it! Good! Three, two, one—"

Just a second before the shutter was about to be pressed, the photographer suddenly made an extremely exaggerated funny face.

"puff--"

"Hahaha!"

The tense queue suddenly burst into good-natured laughter, and many of their previously serious expressions instantly broke down, revealing the most genuine and untroubled smiles of youth.

"Snap!"

Time stood still at that moment.

Later, when she received the printed graduation photo, Chen Su's fingers gently brushed over the familiar figure in the last row.

Shen Que in the photo is not looking at the camera.

His head was slightly lowered, and his gaze was directed at her seat in the center of the front row.

The sunlight illuminated half of his profile, and you could clearly see that he was smiling.

Watching her smile.

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The National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao) has finally arrived.

That morning, the area outside the examination center was packed with people, with countless parents eagerly waiting, their anxiety, anticipation, and encouragement filling the air.

Grandma specially changed into a brand new maroon cheongsam, for the auspicious meaning of "a good start and a successful outcome".

She held Chen Su's hand tightly, her palms slightly sweaty, and repeatedly urged her, "Su Su, don't be nervous, please don't be nervous, just like you would during a regular exam... After you finish, check your work carefully, and make sure you don't write your name or exam number wrong..."

By the end, his voice was trembling, it was unclear whether he was comforting Chen Su or himself.

Chen Su hugged her grandmother and felt her body trembling slightly, her heart softening: "Grandma, don't worry, I'll be fine."

Before entering the examination room, she took one last look at her phone. The screen lit up; it was a message from Shen Que, containing only four simple words:

Good luck on the college entrance exam.

She handed her phone to her grandmother for safekeeping and joined the queue to verify her identity before entering.

The long queue moved slowly, the air hot and stagnant.

Just before she was about to step onto the cordon, for some reason, she turned her head and looked towards an inconspicuous corner on the outskirts of the crowd.

There, under the dense green shade of the sycamore trees, stood a tall figure wearing a black baseball cap.

The brim of the hat was pulled low, covering most of her face, but she was all too familiar with that figure and posture.

It is Shen Que.

Unlike the other parents who crowded at the door, he stood there quietly, as if he were just a passerby.

But the moment Chen Su looked over, he seemed to sense something and also raised his head.

His gaze, beneath the brim of his hat, pierced through the noisy crowd and precisely met hers.

He didn't speak, didn't wave, and didn't make any other movements.

He just looked at her quietly, his eyes calm, yet seemingly containing a thousand words.

Encouragement, trust, and a subtle, almost imperceptible, sense of certainty belonging to him.

Chen Su looked at him from a distance, and suddenly laughed amidst the clamor of the crowd and the scorching sun.

That smile was clean, bright, and full of power.

The two looked at each other, speechless, yet their silence spoke volumes.

Chen Su withdrew her gaze, took a deep breath, turned around, and strode firmly into the examination hall.

The two-day exam was like a sudden storm that condensed three years of time—it came quickly and went quickly.

Chen Su answered smoothly and even correctly predicted the classical Chinese poetry recitation question.

When the bell rang to signal the end of the last exam, breaking the silence of the campus, Chen Su put down her pen, sat up, and looked at the exam paper being collected, feeling a sense of unreality.

ended.

It's really over.

Stepping out of the examination hall, the sunlight was a bit dazzling.

A huge sound wave suddenly erupted around us—

Cheers, screams, cries, hugs...

All the emotions that had been suppressed for three years burst forth at this moment.

Students, whether they knew each other or not, familiar or unfamiliar, ran around, throwing their review materials into the air, the papers flying like snowflakes.

A fervent, liberating joy permeated the air.

Chen Su followed the flow of people out of the school gate, her eyes searching anxiously in the surging crowd.

Soon, she saw that striking maroon color.

Grandma stood on tiptoe, waving frantically at her, her face a complex expression of tears and smiles.

She squeezed through the crowd and ran to her grandmother.

Grandma didn't ask anything, she just stuffed a bright bouquet of sunflowers, still wet with dew, into her arms.

The golden petals shimmered brightly in the sunlight, and a card tied to the bouquet read:

"May your future be bright."

Chen Su's nose suddenly stung with tears, and she hugged her grandmother's slightly hunched but incredibly warm body tightly.

Grandma hugged her tightly back, her shoulders trembling slightly, and warm tears soaked Chen Su's clothes.

There were no questions like "How did you do on the exam?" or "Were the questions difficult?" This embrace contained three years of companionship, countless mornings and nights of waiting and watching, and all the unspeakable hard work and expectations, ultimately transforming into the most sincere blessing.

My child, you have worked so hard. Your future will surely be as bright and radiant as this sunflower.

The scorching sun shone on my body, and the sunflower in my arms exuded a vibrant life force.