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

The next few days were peaceful.

Lu Yu did not reappear, nor did he provide any further information or pressure. No staff came to inspect, and the police did not question him.

The moment that door closed, it felt as if two worlds were truly separated.

However, something unexpected happened in Chen Su's room.

An old water pipe in the bathroom suddenly burst, spilling water all over the floor and parts of the walls, leaving them wet.

The front desk manager came apologetically and offered to upgrade her to a VIP suite on the top floor free of charge as compensation.

Chen Su followed the staff to the top floor.

Pushing open the heavy door, she was greeted by a space completely different from the one she had lived in before.

The suite is spacious and bright, complete with a living room, bedroom, separate walk-in closet and bathroom. The decoration is simple yet stylish, and the large floor-to-ceiling windows offer panoramic views of the city at night.

The sunlight streamed in without any obstruction, making even the air seem more transparent.

"Because it was our hotel's mistake that caused you inconvenience, the price for this deluxe suite will still be the same as your original standard suite price during your stay," the manager said sincerely.

Chen Su showed little joy. After a few seconds of silence, she looked down out the window and softly replied, "Okay."

For several nights in a row, she lay on the exceptionally large and soft bed in the suite, sleeping soundly and peacefully, with few dreams, often sleeping until dawn.

One night, close to dawn.

Chen Su fell into a deep sleep, her breathing even and long.

The suite door lock was swiped open very lightly, almost without making a sound.

The heavy door was silently pushed open a crack, then gently closed again.

A tall figure blended into the darkness, his footsteps slow and deliberate.

He walked through the living room with practiced ease, stopped at the door of the master bedroom, gazed quietly at the raised figure on the bed for a moment, and then walked in.

Lu Yu stood by the bed, using the scattered moonlight from the window or the city's ever-burning dim light to trace her sleeping silhouette.

He slowly squatted down.

His gaze greedily swept over her relaxed brows and eyes, her slightly parted lips, and the soft strands of hair scattered on the pillow. Her expression was completely relaxed and peaceful, as if she had let down all her guard.

After looking for a long time, she stood up, carefully went around to the other side of the bed, quietly lifted a corner of the quilt, and gently lay down.

He lay flat for a moment, listening intently to her steady breathing, making sure she hadn't woken up, before slowly moving closer to her until he could gently pull her into his arms from behind.

His arm loosely encircled her waist, his cheek gently pressed against the top of her fragrant hair and the hollow of her neck, and he took a deep, silent breath.

That familiar scent, a blend of the light fragrance of shower gel and her own natural aroma, was like a traveler finding rain after a long drought, strangely relaxing his nerves that had been tense for days.

In fact, he hadn't had a full night's sleep in a long time since she left Yu Lan.

Insomnia, light sleep, dreams filled with her resolute departure and cold words.

Only when he sneaks into this room like this, holds her in his arms, and feels her body temperature and breath, can his heart, which is suspended in mid-air and filled with violence and emptiness, find a pitiful and brief peace.

Only then can that feeling of being out of control, as if walking on the edge of a cliff, be barely suppressed.

This is not the first time.

For the first two nights, he didn't even dare to hold her properly. He just lay on the other side of the bed, a person's distance away, listening to her breathing, and stayed awake until dawn.

One night, Chen Su seemed to feel cold in her sleep. She unconsciously turned over, groping around in her sleep, looking for a source of warmth. In the end, she actually snuggled into his arms, found a comfortable position, and slept even more soundly.

Only after that did he dare to hold her in his arms after confirming that she was sound asleep.

Only by holding her and feeling the real presence of her warm, soft body could he barely close his eyes and get a few hours of fragmented sleep.

As dawn broke, he woke up precisely on time, carefully moved her body away, tucked her in, and then left silently, as if he had never been there.

She was the one who first entered his world, using all her wits to get close to him, using her coquettishness, dependence, and feigned affection to gradually erode his defenses, making him accustomed to her presence, and even... fall in love with her.

But in the end, she was the one who turned to run away first, pushing him away with the most resolute attitude, and discarding him like trash.

And then they had to say those...heart-wrenching words.

Lu Yu closed his eyes, forcing himself to suppress the turbulent dark emotions, trying to cultivate a sense of sleepiness in the scent of the person in his arms.

However, just as he adjusted his posture and tightened his arms slightly...

The person in my arms suddenly moved.

Then, a voice softly rang out in the silent darkness:

"Lu Yuze".

It's not a dream.

The voice was not sleepy; it was clear, calm, and calling.

Lu Yuze's body stiffened instantly.

The arms around her froze in mid-air.

In the darkness, his Adam's apple bobbed very slightly.

He didn't immediately let go, nor did he panic and back away.

After a few seconds, he asked softly in the same calm, low, and husky voice:

Did I wake you up?

"No," Chen Su replied quickly.

She didn't even turn around, remaining with her back to him, in a position where he was circling her.

The two were separated by a thin nightgown, their body heat mingling and their breaths audible.

The atmosphere was eerily peaceful; there were no screams, struggles, shouts, or hurtful words as expected.

It felt like just a fleeting moment from countless nights ago, in Yulan, in Tanding Manor, where we slept in each other's arms.

A strange, contradictory feeling, both tense and relaxed, permeated the air.

Chen Su was silent for a moment, then asked, "Why did you come?"

Their last meeting ended in a tense and unpleasant atmosphere.

His cold threats and her resolute declarations formed a deep chasm between them.

She thought that after that, he would never appear again, at least not in this way.

Lu Yu did not answer immediately.

His face, buried in the crook of her neck, moved slightly, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive skin.

After a long time, so long that the night outside the window seemed to have faded a little, he slowly opened his mouth and asked a question that had been swirling in his mind for countless days and nights, almost driving him crazy.

The voice was very soft, carrying a rare, uncertain searching, and even... a hint of obscurity.

"Su Su," he called her name, paused, "were those... all fake?"

Chen Su was slightly taken aback: "What?"

Lu Yu remained silent for a few more seconds, as if gathering the courage to ask the question, or perhaps considering how to accurately describe it and organize his thoughts.

"Every time you got close, every time you took the initiative to find me, every time you looked up at me and said you liked me..."

He paused, his voice lower, "Every single time... was it all a lie? From the very beginning, was it all just for... that identity, that marriage contract, that... guarantee of not being kicked out of the Chen family?"

His tone contained no accusation, no anger, only an almost stubborn, persistent questioning that demanded an answer.

Chen Su fell silent.

The bedroom fell silent again for a long time.

Time stretched out endlessly in the darkness.

Only their soft breathing mingled in the dim light.

Silence is the answer...

Finally, Lu Yu closed his eyes, seemingly giving up. His arms unconsciously tightened, holding her even closer in his embrace, his chin resting on the top of her head.

He no longer expected her reply.

Whether it's true or not, he... can't live without her.

however.

Just when he thought there would be no answer, Chen Su's calm voice broke the silence:

"It's not fake."

Lu Yuze's breath hitched.

Four words: clear and certain.

Lu Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and deep in his chest, his heart skipped a beat.

Chen Su still had her back to him, her voice soft yet clear, carrying a sense of distant recollection and candor:

"Those words, those moments... were not fake."

"Every time you indulged my willfulness and allowed me to stay by your side, when you took me to Tan Ding Manor, played along with my fooling around, and even deliberately let me win at the horse race, when we went boating on the lake together, and when I was afraid of thunder at night and crawled into your arms."

"At the bonfire party, we lit torches, and the firelight shone so brightly in your eyes. You looked at me without saying a word, listening to the villagers bless us in a language we couldn't understand, wishing us 'to be together day and night, year after year'..."

"I feel very happy."

She paused, a very slight sob in her voice, but quickly regained her composure:

"Later... when my true identity was revealed, and I felt like the whole world was abandoning me, you brought me back to Yulan. You calmly analyzed the situation for me, telling me 'nothing will change,' and 'you will handle it.' At that moment, when I hugged you and cried, I felt an unprecedented sense of peace."

"Lu Yuze, those fleeting moments of excitement, dependence, reassurance, and... the love that grew unknowingly, none of them were fake. I don't have the acting skills to fool you all the time, and... fool myself too."

Lu Yu listened quietly, his arms around her loosening their grip unconsciously, yet it felt as if he were pulling her even closer to his heart.

In the darkness, his eyes felt slightly warm.

It's not fake.

She said it wasn't fake.

His heart, which had been immersed in ice water ever since he learned the truth, seemed to be injected with a warm current. Although it was subtle, it was enough to make his frozen limbs feel a little more alive.

"However, Lu Yuze."

She changed the subject, her tone still calm, but now tinged with a clear-headedness.

"Love is not everything. Love cannot eliminate fear, nor can it justify excessive control."

She felt the sudden tension in the body behind her and continued speaking, her tone firm:

"When I discovered that every phone call I make, every trip I take, and even every item I buy might be scrutinized and questioned in detail; when I discovered that saying 'I love you' is no longer a natural expression of my feelings, but has become a task that must be completed to please you and gain a moment of peace; when I discovered that even wanting to be alone for a while to quietly think about my own things has become something that needs to be carefully fought for, and might even arouse your suspicion..."

She paused for a moment, and her voice finally trembled slightly, as if she couldn't suppress it.

"That love brought more than just warmth and dependence. It also brought... suffocating pressure and... ever-deepening fear. It's like... every breath I take needs your permission. Every decision I make has to be considered to see if it suits your wishes. I feel like... I'm no longer Chen Su, or even an independent person, but have become a... exquisite ornament attached to the identity of 'Lu Yuze's fiancée,' or, as I said, a pet you keep in the name of love."

"I'm afraid of that feeling, Lu Yuze. I'm even more afraid than when I was abandoned by the Chen family. Because if I were abandoned, I might still be able to struggle to survive. But to be loved like that... I'm afraid I'll gradually lose myself, and in the end, I won't even have the strength or the will to struggle anymore."