Quick Transmigration: The Female Supporting Character's Counterattack, A Guide to Cunning Strat

20X8.4.8 Cloudy

I heard that he often goes to a noodle shop in a small alley outside the school, called Lao Wang Noodle Shop.

I went too, but I don't remember what I ordered.

I don't really remember whether the noodles were good or not.

While sitting in the shop, she kept thinking about whether he had eaten noodles at this spot before, whether he would come today, whether they would run into each other, and if they did, whether she should greet him and how she should greet him.

Of course there is none.

When I left, the uncle at the noodle shop was very welcoming and invited me to come again.

I just smiled and didn't agree. I probably won't come again.

Coming here today hoping for a slim chance of meeting is foolish enough. I shouldn't do that anymore. I should do a few more practice tests to calm my nerves.

……

For a long time afterward, "he" never appeared in Lin Shuwan's diary again, as if "he" had been completely buried at the bottom by the exam papers. Feng Yueze refused to believe it, carefully and quickly reading each page, and finally…

20X9.2.5 Rain

I heard he's in a relationship with a senior in high school.

I heard she's very beautiful.

I heard she delivered breakfast to people for a whole month.

I heard that she confesses her feelings to him every day.

Although early romantic relationships are not good, they probably won't affect his grades.

So we should offer our blessings, we should offer our blessings.

It's just that it's been raining for several days in a row lately, and even the air is damp, humid, a bit stuffy, and somewhat uncomfortable. It will probably be better when the weather clears up.

……

Feng Yueze also felt a tightness in his chest. He suddenly wished that time could turn back so that he could beat up the carefree "him" of that time, smooth the brows of "her" back then, and hold her in his arms.

20X9.3.10 Cloudy

He was late again, and he climbed over the wall again, but this time he didn't twist his ankle.

In the same spot, with the same person, I saw him again, and he must have seen me too.

If I walked up to him today and told him I knew him, would our story be different?

But there is no if.

I pretended not to see him and turned away in a hurry.

He probably didn't take it to heart and left. I took a few steps and then turned around and saw him.

He went to the senior high school building, and I went to the junior high school building. We were like two lines that briefly intersected, and then drifted further and further apart.

……

20X9.4.2 Sunny

I heard he was beaten by his brother and his credit card was banned because he didn't want to break up.

It sounds a bit silly, but for some reason I feel a little envious.

I guess it's because the sun was so strong today that I got a little dizzy.

……

20X9.6.6 Sunny

May you grow wings and transform into a fish in the Northern Sea.

Good luck on the college entrance exam!

20X9.6.8 Sunny

The last day of the college entrance examination.

I don't know what happened, but my feet just walked out of the exam room on their own.

Judging from how he looked after the exam, he must have done well.

He probably wants to apply to the computer science department at University A. As for me, I haven't decided yet, but it's unlikely I'll see him again. Let's just consider this a period at the end of an article.

May everything go smoothly.

……

The diary ends abruptly here, with many blank pages following.

Feeling a deep sense of loss, Feng Yueze mechanically flipped through the pages until…

20Y8.10.13 Sunny

Hello, Feng Yueze. It's a surprise, but also a pleasure, to meet you here.

That senior student sent you breakfast for a month back then. If, and I mean if, I made you breakfast every day during our time in the little house, would we have a chance to be together?

A second before sending it, I deleted the last part and wrote it in this diary.

If we can be together in the future, maybe you'll see what comes after that. If not, then you only need to know the first five words.

As for breakfast, I heard you have a sensitive stomach, so I'll consider this my daily good deed and help soothe your stomach.

……

This was the first day we met at the Love House. Feng Yueze remembered this message; it wasn't random after all, nor was it just to make up the numbers.

20Y8.10.14 Sunny

So you've heard of me too, that's great.

……

It was the night he publicly revealed his profession; he thought it was just a coincidence that their text messages were similar.

20Y8.10.15 Sunny

I know you like shrimp, ribs, spicy hot pot, and strong-flavored dishes, but you don't like eggplant or scallions...

But you don't know that I do.

……

This is the third day, the day we cook together.

He truly had no idea that she already knew so much about his preferences back then.

The diary entries continued until the last day of living in the cabin, the night I confessed my feelings.

20Y8.11.9 Sunny

Thank you for the fate that allowed me to meet you again.

May we be together from dawn till dusk, year after year.

*

I finished reading a diary.

Mixed feelings.

It turns out that they had crossed paths so many times in the past, without his knowledge.

He felt a little regretful, but he was also incredibly fortunate. He was fortunate that he had fallen in love with her, and fortunate that she had become his wife. They would have countless tomorrows and the day after tomorrow.

The past cannot be changed, but they can create shared memories together in the future.

Lin Shuwan arrived quietly outside the door, and when he looked up and saw her, she gave a faint smile.

Feng Yueze put down his diary, walked towards her with large strides, and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

"Why did you never tell me?" Feng Yueze's voice was muffled, filled with heartache.

“You saw it all, didn’t you?” Lin Shuwan said.

"What if I hadn't seen it?"

“Yes, but you did see it.” Lin Shuwan looked up.

Feng Yueze lowered his head and sealed her lips with his, kissing her forcefully as if he wanted to convey all his love for her, but soon his kiss became tender, full of joy and affection.

After the kiss ended, both of them were a little unsteady on their feet, and Lin Shuwan, with red eyes, was panting in his arms.

Feng Yueze placed a kiss on the top of her head, gently resting his head on hers, and said, "Starting tomorrow, no, tonight, let's write a diary, okay? Let's write together, every day, about our story. It will be much, much thicker than yours, until we can't walk anymore, until we can't lift our arms anymore, okay?"

"it is good."