Quick Transmigration: The Leisurely and Sweet Life of a Support

The next day, Chong Li and Ding Qian set off for breakfast, and as soon as they stepped out, they saw Shen Luo waiting at the door.

Chongli's mood instantly soared! Wow! Is this what they call the sweet and sour smell of love?! Awesome! I love it!

"So early..." Chongli went to greet him.

"Yes, I woke up early." Shen Luo looked at her, clearly pleased as well.

'What's going on? Who am I? Where am I? Are these two having an affair?!' Ding Qian felt the strangeness between the two even more directly this time.

They weren't like this during the day yesterday. How come they've become so lovey-dovey after just one night?

Shen Luo was clearly waiting for Chong Li at the door; he didn't even say good morning to her... Ding Qian was speechless...

It's like they're afraid she won't know about their affair...

"Heavy plowing!! What's going on!!!" Ding Qian tugged at her handbag.

Chongli pointed at Shen Luo, "My boyfriend."

Although Ding Qian had already guessed it, she was still somewhat shocked to receive a clear answer from them.

"So sudden?" Ding Qian was genuinely surprised. She thought they at most had some mutual attraction, but she never expected this...

Shen Luo smiled but did not join their conversation.

Even though he didn't say anything, Ding Qian could tell that he was in a very good mood.

“I just… um… I think Shen Luo is really great…” Chong Li’s fingers twirled around the end of her hair. “It would be so wonderful if I could stay with him forever.”

Ding Qian felt helpless; it was like being forced to eat dog food...

“I think so too, it’s excellent,” Shen Luo said softly to Chong Li.

Ding Qian: That's enough, I'm full, I can't swallow my breakfast!

During breakfast, everyone noticed their problem. Shen Luo, who usually ate alone, sat down next to Chong Li.

The saccharine sweetness of this romance immediately caused an uproar among everyone.

"I knew it! If anyone is worthy of the heavy plow, it's you, kid!"

"I never expected that you would find a girlfriend so quietly!"

Although the other young men all liked Chong Li's looks, they knew they didn't have much of a chance. They just didn't expect that this delicate flower would be secretly plucked by Shen Luo.

Guo Ling was even more shocked. She thought that Ding Qian would have the advantage of being close to the water and get the moon first, but she didn't expect to lose to this little vixen!

Men are indeed all lustful, only choosing the good-looking ones. I never thought that even Shen Luo couldn't escape this. I thought that Shen Luo, who was cold to everyone, was different. I never expected that she would be the first to hook up with this vixen, Chong Li!

Damn it! That aloof attitude was all a lie!

If I had known it would turn out this way, I should have taken the initiative.

Seeing the two smiling at each other, looking so happy, Guo Ling felt a burning hatred.

Just because she's good-looking, she can easily win other people's favor. This world is really unfair. She's pretty too, but as long as Chong Li is around, she can only be a supporting character. Good jobs and good men are always easily obtained by Chong Li.

It's disgusting!

Chongli felt Guo Ling's unfriendly gaze. How long had it been since he had experienced the comfort of the newbie world? All he received was this level of malice.

I glanced at her discreetly; she posed no threat whatsoever. I could take her down with one hand.

These days, young girls are still relatively simple-minded and lack the ability to acquire lethal weapons.

After Chong Li finished eating, Shen Luo got up and put away her lunchbox. "This... I'll bring you food from now on..."

"Huh?" Before Chong Li could refuse, Shen Luo had already packed everything up, taken it outside, and carefully washed it...

Ding Qian picked up her lunchbox in a daze, "This... Shen Luo, do you have to be so nice to me..."

Seeing his back as he diligently washed the dishes, Chongli felt she had been successfully won over; he was so gentle and virtuous…

After washing the lunchboxes, Shen Luo carefully wiped them clean and put them away. Seeing Ding Qian washing her lunchboxes beside her, she said, "You go to school first. I need to take Chong Li to the clinic."

Ding Qian rolled her eyes. "I know." Fine, fine, her bridge has been ruthlessly torn down after all.

Shen Luo turned around and took Zhong Li's hand. "Come on, I'll take you to the clinic."

This declaration of sovereignty is clear to everyone who was previously unaware of its implications.

Everyone was thinking: When did this kid do that?!

Although Chong Li was a little embarrassed, she was quite thick-skinned, and it wasn't a bad thing for her to follow Shen Luo around and make a scene.

"Did you write a letter to your father?" Chongli asked, tilting his head.

"Hmm." Shen Luo nodded. Although he hadn't seen his father for almost ten years and didn't know how to start writing, he remembered that Chong Li had asked him to write it, and he couldn't sleep last night, so he wrote a letter and planned to hand it to the brigade leader later.

He didn't know if his father would receive his letter, but he didn't want to disappoint Chongli; he always kept his promise.

Chongli nodded in satisfaction. "Very good, very good. Now I don't have to write it myself, which saves me trouble."

Seeing Chong Li's smile, Shen Luo's lips also curled up.

In the days that followed, everyone witnessed the birth of Shen Luo, the epitome of a devoted and filial boyfriend.

Every trip to the market was for Chongli's things—food, clothes, and other necessities. They practically spoiled her rotten. Every month, the little money she earned from work points, after deducting food and other necessities, was all spent on her.

Of course, Chong Li wouldn't just take without giving. She also bought Shen Luo a lot of clothes and other necessities. Especially the clothes, she would even alter them herself after buying them, determined to let everyone experience the handsomeness of her man.

While they were deeply in love, far away in the Xingkai Lake Labor Reform Farm in the Northwest.

After a day's work, Shen Qingzhu ate a dry steamed bun. Ten years had worn away all his youthful vigor, leaving him only numb.

He slumped against the wall, looking utterly defeated. The people around him were about the same size, quietly eating their cold food without uttering a word.

Suddenly, the room door was pushed open.

"Shen Qingzhu, there is a letter for you."

Shen Qingzhu was stunned. In all these years, no one in their area had ever received a letter.

He stood up unsteadily, and you couldn't tell that he was not yet forty years old.

With his hands covered in chilblains, he accepted the letter from the gatekeeper. Although he didn't know who sent it, he immediately bowed and thanked the gatekeeper.

Because he knew that over the years, even if letters came, as long as the gatekeeper didn't deliver them, none of them would know that someone had ever sent them letters.

The atmosphere in the room immediately became cheerful.

"Xiao Shen, come and see who wrote you this letter!" Everyone sat down, after all, this was the first time in so many years that they had received news from the outside world.

The letter had been opened, but Shen Qingzhu didn't care at all; everything that was brought in had to be inspected.

Who could it be, someone who still remembers him...?