Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

Liang Yucheng felt extremely inferior. When she accepted his help at school, she only regarded him as a spoiled rich kid. But now, they could not go back.

Song Yunyi watched as Chi Xing stared blankly at the dumplings in the bowl, constantly giving her husband meaningful glances.

I don't know when it started, but my son has become like this, with a one-sided love in his heart.

He would often space out, and if he couldn't communicate normally, Song Yunyi would suspect that he had encountered something evil.

Chi Liquan coughed lightly, but Chi Xing remained motionless.

They could only call his name, and after calling it three or four times, Akahoshi's unfocused eyes finally refocused.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"No, I see you staying at home all day. How about I ask your Uncle Feng to buy you the latest sports car from abroad? You can take your driving test after you graduate next year."

Song Yunyi smiled and chimed in, "Yes, I heard they released a limited edition. I'm sure you'll love it."

Akahoshi looked at the tablet that the butler had placed in front of him; the sports car on it looked pretty good.

The thin figure appeared in the passenger seat and smiled at him.

Seeing her son staring blankly at one spot again, Song Yunyi really didn't know what to do.

This situation continued until New Year's Eve.

A lot of fireworks were prepared early in the morning, and the fireworks display continued until nightfall.

Brilliant fireworks burst in the sky, and Chi Xing raised her phone to take pictures and sent them to Liang Yucheng.

For a long time, no one replied.

In another corner of the bustling city, in a cramped rented room, Liang Yucheng heard the sounds of fireworks and firecrackers rising and falling.

His heart skipped a beat when a message suddenly came through on his phone.

It was a video of fireworks, and outside, the same sound of fireworks was playing.

Clutching his phone, Liang Yuchen ran outside as if possessed. The courtyard was small, surrounded by buildings, and he could only hear bursts of fireworks and firecrackers.

Liang Yucheng called out into the house, "Dad, I'm going out for a bit."

Without waiting for a response, he hurriedly ran out the door and climbed all the way up to the sixth-floor rooftop via the back stairs.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound came from only his left ear, and Liang Yuchen couldn't tell which direction it was coming from, so he could only search with his eyes.

It was dark all around, and suddenly snow began to fall from the sky.

Snowflakes landed on the tip of her nose, and Liang Yuchen felt the warmth at the corner of her eye as she tried to find the direction of the fireworks she had just seen.

But it seems there are no more fireworks.

Liang Yucheng caught her breath as the snow fell heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, a cluster of fireworks rose on the horizon, bursting open with a "bang," instantly dyeing the vast white snow with seven colors.

Liang Yucheng gazed at the unreachable brilliance, not seeking to be illuminated, but simply wanting to take a look.

The phone rang; it was a call from Chi Xing. Liang Yuchen cowardly pretended not to see it.

The fireworks continued, and in the distance, the sky displayed several large characters: Happy New Year!

Liang Yucheng parted his tightly pursed lips slightly and whispered, "Happy New Year."

A cold suddenly struck, and Liang Yuchen lay in bed with a hot water bottle tucked into her arms.

Liang Qinghe reached out and felt the temperature of his forehead, then sighed helplessly.

"Chenchen, get up and drink your medicine. You'll feel better after you drink it."

After bringing warm water and administering the medicine, Liang Yucheng looked full of guilt: "I'm sorry, Dad."

Liang Qinghe tenderly covered him with the blanket and placed a plastic bottle filled with hot water at his feet.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Chenchen, get well soon."

If anyone should apologize, it's Liang Qinghe who should apologize to Chenchen.

If we hadn't brought him home back then, Chenchen might have been adopted by a better family.

This child has been acting strange ever since he sent Akahoshi away. As his own father, how could I not know what he was thinking?

Liang Yucheng had a slight fever and was drifting off to sleep, occasionally muttering:

"dad……"

Seeing that he was sweating a little, Liang Qinghe lifted the blanket and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Upon hearing Liang Yucheng call him "father," Liang Qinghe paused, and a tear fell onto the blanket.

He said, "Sweetie Chenchen, Daddy's here."

Liang Yucheng felt as if she were suddenly in a furnace and then suddenly fell into a large ice cellar, and her body felt very uncomfortable.

I could faintly hear a vague yet familiar sound.

"Uncle, I'll take care of things. You should go and rest."

"It's so troublesome for you."

"No trouble at all. Ayu and I are classmates, it's only right."

It felt like a long time had passed, yet it also felt like only a moment. Liang Yuchen opened her eyes groggily, and what she saw was the young master's handsome face.

Surrounded by a vast expanse of white, Liang Yuchen felt weak all over, as if she had been beaten up. She moved her lips.

"you……"

"You're awake? You're finally awake."

The doctor came to examine me and said I need to continue the IV drip and be hospitalized for observation.

Liang Yucheng's face was pale as she stared blankly at Chixing.

“This is a hospital, you have no right to make me leave.” Akahoshi still harbored resentment over what she had said that day.

Liang Yucheng stared at him expectantly, then suddenly realized, "How did I end up in the hospital?"

"dad."

Akahoshi replied, "You're delirious from the fever. Uncle's out for dinner, it's nothing."

"Thank you."

Liang Yucheng thought to himself that he owed Chixing again.

Hearing these words, Chixing felt a tightness in her chest, and even more so, heartache. This fool, just wait, she'll settle these scores slowly later.

Heaven knows that when Akahoshi learned of his illness, he wished he could take him home and nurse him back to health.

Reality doesn't allow it; they are just ordinary classmates now.

"You want to thank me? Liang Yucheng, you owe me quite a lot."

Not understanding what he meant, Liang Yuchen felt as if she were being burned by his intense gaze and couldn't help but look away.

Akahoshi didn't mind and continued to take care of him until he was discharged from the hospital the next day.

"Your Highness, how about this? It can be locked up, then the Immortal Lord won't be able to escape anymore."

I exchanged 250 for a pair of rose gold handcuffs from the store, which also came with a long chain.

After seeing this, Akahoshi carefully considered its feasibility and nodded: "Okay."

Liang Yucheng, who was studying for the exam, had no idea that she would have to take responsibility for her words in the future. If she had known, she would definitely want to beat her past self to death.

I told you not to be so sentimental about other people, but you'll be unlucky for life if you don't know how to care for men?

In the final semester, the academic atmosphere became even more intense, everyone was busy, and there was no one to whisper anymore.

They study in class and continue studying after class; everyone is making the most of every minute.

Liang Yucheng stopped collecting recyclables because Chixing didn't go home on weekends, often asked him questions, and gave him tutoring fees.

If he refused to accept it, Chi Xing would directly deposit the money into his account, leaving Liang Yuchen with no choice but to work even harder to help him.

Spring passed, and Liang Yucheng changed out of her thick winter clothes and put on last year's school uniform.

Coats that used to reach the thighs seem shorter this year.

As Chi Xing passed by, Liang Yuchen quietly compared his height to Chi Xing's; he seemed to have really grown taller.

Sure enough, during the physical examination, Liang Yucheng saw her height: 172 cm, which was 7 cm taller than before.

Seeing that he kept staring at the height measurement, Akahoshi smiled and whispered in his ear:

"Drink your milk obediently, and you'll grow taller in the future."

Liang Yucheng's ears turned red for the umpteenth time, yet she dared not meet Chi Xing's gaze.