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

Late at night.

The exhaustion from the intense emotional fluctuations, along with the physical strength depleted by crying, surged up all at once.

Chen Su leaned against Lu Yuze's chest, her body and mind relaxing. Her eyelids grew heavy, and drowsiness washed over her like waves.

Lu Yu noticed the change in her breathing, looked down at her, and gently tapped her nose with his fingertip.

"Tired?" His voice sounded particularly deep in the quiet living room. "Go take a shower and get a good night's sleep. Stay here with me for the next couple of days and give them some time to handle these matters."

Chen Su nodded groggily and mumbled an "Mmm," but her body remained glued to his chest, showing no intention of getting up.

Lu Yu waited for two seconds, and seeing that she didn't move, he picked her up and stood up.

The sudden weightlessness made Chen Su gasp and instinctively hug his neck tighter.

He lowered his head, looked at the person in his arms, and raised an eyebrow: "What? Want me to wash you?"

Chen Su immediately shook her head, but her cheeks flushed slightly.

She was just... a little craving the warmth and sense of security she felt at that moment.

She tilted her head back, her eyes filled with deep dependence, and asked softly, "Then... Brother Yuze, will you stay here for the next two days?"

"I'll stay with you," he said succinctly, making his promise.

These two words seemed to have a magical power, instantly smoothing away the last unease between Chen Su's brows.

She finally let go, slid out of his arms, and walked unsteadily toward the bathroom.

Lu Yuze did not have any women's clothing here.

After taking a shower, Chen Su could only come out wrapped in a large white bathrobe, barefoot, with her long, wet hair draped over her shoulders, the ends still dripping water onto the edge of the bathrobe.

Stepping out of the bathroom, I saw Lu Yuze in the guest room, awkwardly changing the sheets and duvet cover.

He was tall and upright, and when doing these delicate tasks, he frowned slightly, his profile showing concentration under the light.

Chen Su stood at the door for a few seconds.

She walked over and gently hugged his waist from behind, pressing her cheek against his broad, firm back.

"Brother Yuze," her muffled voice came through the fabric of her shirt, "...we want to sleep together."

Lu Yuze paused in his action of making the bed.

He was silent for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just patted the hands wrapped around his waist.

"Go blow-dry your hair first."

This can be considered tacit approval.

Chen Su immediately cheered and ran to find a hair dryer.

When she returned with her long, half-dry, fluffy hair, Lu Yu had already made the bed and was leaning against the window, talking on the phone in a low voice, seemingly dealing with some temporary work.

Upon seeing her enter, he gave her a few brief instructions and then hung up.

Lying on the bed, Chen Su immediately clung to Lu Yuze like a vine, wrapping her arms and legs around him, burying her face tightly in his warm chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

Lu Yu then reached out and turned off the light, leaving only a dim nightlight, and his arm naturally wrapped around her.

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During her two days in Yulan, Chen Su became more clingy than ever before.

Lu Yu, of course, could not completely give up his work.

In his study, he sat in a large office chair with his laptop lit up in front of him, holding an online voice conference to listen to the quarterly plans reported by the senior executives of the overseas branch.

He gave instructions or listened to reports with a serious expression and a calm tone.

Chen Su sat on his lap, her back against his chest, scrolling through her phone listlessly.

She didn't seem to care whether he was working or not; she simply needed to stay within his reach.

After sitting for a while, she couldn't help but twist her body, looking for a more comfortable position. Sometimes she would rub against his neck, and sometimes she would adjust the position of her legs, completely unaware of the impact of her little movements.

The subordinate's report continued through the earpiece.

Lu Yuze's voice would occasionally be abruptly interrupted for a moment, or he would suddenly take a deep breath and then slowly exhale.

The aura transmitted through the microphone carried a sense of suppressed impatience and severity.

The overseas executive who was giving the report became increasingly cautious in his tone, while the others listening in held their breath, feeling uneasy and wondering: Was there a problem with one of the data points? Or was the entire direction of the plan causing such dissatisfaction from President Lu?

Until Lu Yuze said in a calm, emotionless voice, "That's all for now, meeting adjourned."

The channel fell silent, followed by a flurry of responses and cutoffs.

The executives on the other side of the screen looked at each other, their hearts pounding, unsure whether they should scrap everything and start over overnight.

Lu Yu took off his headphones and casually tossed them onto the table.

He lowered his head and looked at Chen Su, who was still oblivious in his arms and even tried to press her cold feet against his calves. His temples twitched slightly.

"Chen Su," he called her by her full name.

"Huh?" Chen Su looked up blankly and met his somewhat dark eyes.

The next second, his hand gripped her chin, forcefully lifting her face, and then a burning kiss landed on her.

The kiss carried a clear sense of punishment, forcefully prying open her teeth, conquering and seizing her breath, giving her no chance to catch her breath.

At first, Chen Su sobbed and tried to resist, but she was quickly kissed until her limbs went weak. She didn't even care that her phone had slipped onto the carpet. She could only futilely pound his firm chest and make muffled protests.

Only when she was truly out of breath and her cheeks were flushed did Lu Yuze step back slightly, his forehead pressed against hers, his breathing somewhat disordered, but a layer of lingering desire remained in his eyes.

"Behave yourself," he warned in a hoarse voice, his thumb brushing against her moist, swollen lips.

Chen Su glared at him with wet eyes, feeling wronged but not daring to move again. She could only bury her face back in his chest in a huff, and this time she finally behaved herself completely.

The two days passed quickly in a sticky atmosphere of dependence and indulgence.

Night fell again.

After taking a shower, Chen Su put on a well-fitting nightgown that Lu Yu had temporarily sent over. She rested her head on his lap, letting him casually comb her long hair with his fingers.

A comfortable tranquility permeated the air, but the thought of returning to the Chen family tomorrow brought back the unease that had been deliberately forgotten.

"Brother Yuze," she said softly, her voice a little muffled, "tomorrow... I don't know how to face Teacher Lin... no, Lin Zhixia."

She changed her tune, her brow furrowing, "I...I occupied her place for so many years, I..."

"Taking up space?" Lu Yu interrupted her, continuing to comb her hair, but his voice was flat and calm. "That statement is inaccurate. It was a mistake by the hospital, causing regret for two families. You were both newborns, you had no choice, and you were not at fault."

His fingertips ran through her soft hair. "For the past twenty years, you have been Chen Su, raised by the Chen family and giving your true feelings to them. These are your real experiences and feelings, not stolen or robbed. Similarly, everything Lin Zhixia experienced was her real life, which she could not choose or change. Don't blame the hospital's mistakes on individuals, especially not on yourself."

Chen Su blinked: "But...she really lost a lot. If the babies hadn't been switched at birth, she could have lived a good life and wouldn't have had to suffer so much..."

"That's true."

Lu Yu did not deny it, and his tone remained objective, "But 'could have' is one of the most powerless assumptions in the world. Time cannot be turned back, and established facts cannot be changed. Indulging in assumptions and comparisons about the past is meaningless except for adding unnecessary pain and resentment."

"Then... what should I do?" Chen Su looked up at his pale amber eyes.

Lu Yuze's gaze fell on her face, which was filled with confusion.

"She has just returned to the Chen family, and she may not be much more at ease than you are right now. She may feel fear, helplessness, and even confusion and alienation from the sudden change in her situation. She may be experiencing all of these emotions."

He adjusted his posture slightly to make her more comfortable, and continued his calm analysis, "Your relationship is currently very delicate, but it's not destined to be adversarial. Maintaining an appropriate distance and giving each other basic courtesy and respect is the safest and most necessary way to get along right now."

He paused, his fingertips unconsciously twirling a strand of her hair: "There's no need to deliberately try to get close to or please you, nor is there any need to be overly defensive. Remember, you are the daughter the Chen family has raised for twenty years, a fact that no one can deny. And her recognition of her ancestral lineage is also a fact that must be accepted. You will need to live under the same roof in the future, but that does not mean that you must endlessly compromise yourself or deliberately play the role of a perfect, submissive younger sister."

Chen Su listened and nodded, as if the tangled mess in her mind had been cleared up a bit.

Although she still had many uncertainties, at least she no longer felt like the sky was falling and she was completely lost, just like when she first learned the truth.

Lu Yu looked at the gradually clearing light in her eyes, said nothing more, and simply lowered his head to gently kiss her forehead.

"Go to sleep."

He said, "I'll take you back tomorrow."