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

The third year has arrived.

As Chen Su entered her third year of university, her academic pressure increased dramatically.

The specialized courses are getting more and more in-depth, the experiments are becoming more and more complex, and we also need to start thinking about our future career paths after graduation.

Graduate school, employment, or studying abroad?

Each choice is like a fork in the road, leading to different futures.

She often stayed in the library until closing time, then slowly walked back to her dormitory under the streetlights, her mind still swirling with the problems she hadn't solved during the day.

On an ordinary late autumn night, she had just finished processing experimental data for a period of time, returned to her dormitory, washed up, and, as usual, leaned against the headboard and video-chatted with Shen Que.

It seemed to be morning there; the sunlight was lovely, and you could see the bright window behind him through the lens.

She was wearing headphones and was telling Shen Que about the communication principle experiment she had done this week, when she mentioned that a filter design was always failing to meet the requirements.

Suddenly, Chen Su's phone vibrated, and her grandmother's number popped up, interrupting her narration.

"Grandma called me, let me answer it first."

Chen Su said something to Shen Que in the video, switched the screen, and answered the phone.

The moment the call connected, a strange, anxious female voice came through: "Is this Chen Su? I'm Aunt Zhang, your neighbor!"

Chen Su's heart tightened: "It's me, Chen Su. Aunt Zhang, what's wrong? Where's my grandma?"

"Oh dear! We've finally found you! Your grandma went out for a walk tonight and slipped on the stairs, fell, and can't move. She's in a lot of pain. We've already called 120, and the ambulance is on its way to the city's No. 1 Hospital! You should come over right away!"

Aunt Zhang speaks very quickly, and you can vaguely hear other people talking in the background.

Chen Su's mind went blank with a "buzz".

Her fingers, gripping the phone, instantly turned icy cold. She paused for a second, then almost instinctively threw back the covers and got out of bed, her voice strained: "The First Municipal Hospital, right? The emergency room? Okay, okay, I'll be right there. Aunt Zhang, could you please look after Grandma for me? Thank you!"

After hanging up the phone, she hurriedly started putting on her clothes, her fingers trembling so much that she buttoned them incorrectly several times.

My mind was a mess, with all sorts of terrible thoughts popping out uncontrollably.

Just then, Shen Que's voice came through the video call she had temporarily forgotten, sounding more urgent than usual: "Chen Su? What's wrong?"

Chen Su then realized what was happening, picked up her phone, and saw that Shen Que's expression on the screen had become serious.

She tried her best to remain calm, but her voice betrayed her panic: "My grandma... fell down, and the neighbor called to say she's been taken to the city hospital... I have to go there right away..."

In the video, Shen Que's brows furrowed instantly, and his eyes darkened.

"Don't panic, Chen Su." His voice came through the receiver, unusually calm and reassuring. "Get dressed, take your phone and ID, take a taxi, and be careful. Everything will be alright."

"Shen Que... I'm so scared." Chen Su heard her own voice trembling with tears, so fragile that it didn't sound like her at all.

At such a moment, his words of "Don't be afraid," spoken from across the ocean, could not withstand the coldness of reality and the fear of the unknown.

"I know." Shen Que's voice was low but clear. "Go to the hospital first, and let me know how things are going."

Chen Su nodded haphazardly, not bothering to say anything more, hung up the video call, grabbed her backpack and ID, and rushed out of the dormitory.

The dormitory building was already locked; I was only allowed to enter after explaining the situation to the administrator.

The campus was almost deserted late at night. She ran towards the school gate, the cold wind blowing into her throat, carrying the chill of late autumn.

The hospital emergency department was brightly lit late at night, with many people moving around, and the air was filled with the smells of alcohol, disinfectant, and medicine.

When Chen Su arrived, her grandmother had already been taken in for a check-up.

Aunt Zhang, Chen Su's neighbor, was still there. She took Chen Su's hand and briefly explained the situation.

It was dark, and the hallway light was broken and hadn't been repaired yet. Grandma missed the last two steps and fell. She fell quite hard, probably breaking a bone.

The wait for the test results was exceptionally long.

Chen Su sat on the cold plastic chair, her hands and feet icy, her heart pounding in her throat. Every time the clinic door opened or closed, her heart raced.

A jumble of terrible possibilities swirled in her mind, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

She sent Shen Que a short message: "Arrived at the hospital, Grandma is having a check-up."

Shen Que has yet to reply.

They might be busy.

Finally, the doctor came out and diagnosed a fracture of the tibia and fibula in the left lower leg, requiring a cast and hospitalization for observation.

Fortunately, there were no other serious internal injuries, which is a blessing in disguise.

Chen Su's heart, which had been in her throat, finally settled back down, followed by a surge of exhaustion and lingering fear.

She mustered her strength, completed the hospital admission procedures, paid the fees, communicated with the doctor, and comforted her grandmother who was suffering from pain and fright...

Once everything had settled down for the time being, the sky outside the window was already beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

Grandma fell asleep under the influence of the painkillers. Chen Su leaned against the wall outside the ward, feeling as if her whole body was falling apart, her mind was blank, and she felt both tired and empty.

At noon, she bought lunch for her grandmother at the hospital cafeteria. During lunchtime, the hospital was bustling with people, filled with the smell of disinfectant and the anxious pace of life.

After finishing her meal, she thought about going downstairs to buy a bottle of water and also getting some fresh air.

Reaching the lobby on the first floor of the inpatient department, she lowered her head, rubbed her throbbing temples, and walked straight toward the automatic doors.

Just then, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

As far as the eye could see, outside the automatic glass doors, in the open space directly opposite the entrance to the inpatient department, stood a figure.

The man was very tall, dressed in a simple black jacket and dark trousers, looking travel-worn, with a small black suitcase standing at his feet.

He tilted his head slightly, as if trying to identify the building number and signs in the inpatient department.

The profile of her face, bathed in the bright autumn sunlight, was so familiar that it made her heart stop abruptly.

Chen Su seemed to be nailed to the spot, her blood seemed to stop flowing for a moment, all the noise around her suddenly faded away, leaving only the pounding of her own heart.

She blinked, wondering if it was a hallucination caused by staying up late, or a mental disorder due to excessive fatigue.

But the figure seemed to sense her gaze and turned its head away.

Their gazes pierced through the revolving automatic doors, through the bustling crowd in the hall, and collided precisely and without hindrance.

Even from a distance, through the bright glass, Chen Su could clearly see those eyes.

More profound than three years ago, it carries the weariness of a long flight, yet at this moment, it reflects her figure.

It is Shen Que.

He just stood there, so real it was unbelievable.

Chen Su stared blankly, her mind a complete blank.

She even subconsciously raised her hand and rubbed her eyes hard.

When she lowered her hand again, the person had already pushed open the revolving door and stepped in, walking straight in the direction she was in.

The wheels of the suitcase made a steady rolling sound on the ground, coming closer and closer.

He stopped a step away from her, still carrying the warmth of the outdoor sunlight and the scent of the wind. He lowered his head slightly, looking at her pale, haggard face, which was filled with astonishment.

Eyes facing each other.

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely and freeze at that moment. Everything around seemed to quiet down.

But beneath that calm surface surged complex emotions that spanned three years and countless miles.

Chen Su opened her mouth, but her throat felt blocked by something, and she couldn't make a sound.

She simply looked up at him, staring blankly at this person who seemed to have fallen from the sky, yet also seemed to have always been meant to appear at this moment.

Shen Que's gaze swept over her face, passing over the dark circles under her eyes and her bloodless lips, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Then he spoke, his voice noticeably hoarse from the long flight and lack of rest, yet exceptionally clear, reaching her ears:

"I'm back."