You're my wife, don't doubt it!

"Thank you, Brother Dai." Xiao Yao hugged Dai Yu tightly around the waist, feeling that he was riding the bike crookedly. "By the way, it's my birthday in a couple of days. Are you coming? Let's invite Brother Long and the other two too."

"What day is it? Happy birthday!" said the ribbonfish.

"June 30th," Xiao Yao said.

"I'm fine with it." Daiyu readily agreed: "I'll ask Brother Long and the other two later. If they're alright, then it'll be fine too."

"Hmm," Xiao Yao said sullenly.

"Where should we eat for my birthday?" asked Ribbonfish. "Hot pot?"

"Let's skip the hot pot in this hot summer," Xiao Yao thought for a moment, "If you don't mind, come to my house."

"You're in charge," the ribbonfish said happily.

The reason for choosing home as the venue for the gathering was that it was the only way to involve Shen Tianyun.

No matter who he left behind, Xiao Yao didn't want to leave her behind.

"Just eating?" While riding her bike, Daiyu was still excitedly making arrangements for Xiao Yao: "How about we go to karaoke after dinner? I have coupons for KTV."

Xiao Yao chuckled: "Are we going to drink and play the King's Game again?"

"King's Game is great! Why didn't I think of that!"

“What a load of rubbish, I’m not going,” Xiao Yao refused.

Xiao Yao thought to himself that he would probably never go to "Qian Gui" again in his life.

“Hey, Yao-ge, don’t be so down,” Daiyu advised. “The kind of person Wang Ming is, he’ll back down if you’re tough on him, and the more you give in to him, the more he’ll act up.”

“I know,” Xiao Yao said.

"But honestly, you should have settled accounts with him a long time ago, Brother Yao."

“I know,” Xiao Yao said.

"Think about it, if Wang Ming hadn't stolen your love letter and read it aloud to the whole class, Yu Luying might have been with you long ago," Daiyu continued to ramble on.

"I know." Xiao Yao felt a pang in his heart, and his grip on the clothes around the waist tightened even more.

"Let's not even talk about Yu Luying anymore. Zhou Qi was also interested in you, you know? But this kid ruined it."

“I know.” Xiao Yao emphasized again.

"What the hell? Are you stupid? You only know these three words?" Daiyu said, "Wait, are you kidding me? You know about Zhou Qi's situation too?"

“I know,” Xiao Yao said. “Turn right ahead, then turn left. Brother Dai, let’s talk about something else.”

"Alright," the ribbonfish stuck out its tongue, "Brother Yao, you know what? Brother Long didn't do well on the exam, he might have to repeat a grade."

“How would I know?” Xiao Yao said, “But it doesn’t sound that surprising.”

"Sigh," sighed the ribbonfish, "If Brother Long is no longer in the class, then no one will be there to protect us."

"I'll protect you all," Xiao Yao blurted out.

"Brother Yao is still as witty as ever," Daiyu said with a smile.

"It's okay, Brother Long isn't going to another school, what's the rush?"

As they were talking, Daiyu's bicycle had already stopped at the entrance of Xiao Yao's alley.

"Alright, that's enough for now." Xiao Yao jumped off the back of Daiyu's bicycle. "Thanks for today."

“We’re all brothers, why are you saying such things?” said the ribbonfish.

Xiao Yao ran home.

He pushed open the bedroom door, circled around twice but didn't see anyone, so he yanked open the wardrobe door and barged into Shen Tianyun's bedroom.

The girl leaned listlessly against Shen Tianyun's headboard, her face devoid of its usual rosy hue. She was wrapped tightly in Shen Tianyun's small blanket, holding a thermos in one hand and reading a newspaper in the other.

The reason I use the word "book" to describe the newspaper is because it was an old copy of "Niche Network Newspaper" that was stapled together. Next to her, there were also several old copies of "Computer Business Newspaper" and "Online Game Secrets".

Why would she choose a publication she usually reads?

Xiao Yao stepped forward, gently took the newspaper from her hand, and touched the girl's forehead with his palm: "Stop reading, get some rest—why don't you sleep over there?"

Was it burned or not? Xiao Yao couldn't tell.

“Your bed stinks,” Shen Jie laughed weakly, her once clear voice now sounding like Zhou Xun’s: “Cough cough cough, can’t sleep, give me back the newspaper.”

Have you eaten anything?

"I just ate this afternoon."

Xiao Yao touched Shen Jie's forehead with the back of his hand, but still couldn't tell whether she had a fever or not: "How could she catch a cold in the middle of summer? It must have been from being caught in the rain last night."

Shen Jie reached out and took back the "Niche Online Newspaper" from her hand, her eyes still looking at it: "Not necessarily, cough cough cough, it probably has something to do with me always coming back from outside sweating and then taking off my clothes and turning on the air conditioning, cough cough cough."

"Strip naked?" Xiao Yao was taken aback.

Realizing she had spoken out of turn, the girl blushed slightly and lowered her head in silence.

Xiao Yao reached out and put his hands on Shen Jie's shoulders, then leaned his face closer.

"What are you doing?" The girl instinctively reached out to push him away, a hint of annoyance flashing through her mind. Even after all this, you still won't stop your aggressive advances?

"Don't move." The sick girl couldn't resist Xiao Yao's strength, so he instead held Shen Jie's foreheads and touched hers with his own: "It seems like you don't have a fever?"

By accident, their noses touched.

The girl shuddered with nervousness, but fortunately Xiao Yao didn't make any further moves and instead stood up.

"You, cough cough, you keep touching it, cough cough," the girl complained, "couldn't you find me a, cough cough, thermometer?"

“Oh right,” Xiao Yao said, “Where’s the thermometer?”

"Your thermometer, cough cough, you're asking me? Cough cough."

Xiao Yao slapped his forehead and paced around Shen Tianyun's room twice: "Did you take your medicine?"

"No, cough cough, I can't find it," Shen Jie said.

"What a coincidence! I can't find it either," Xiao Yao thought.

However, this is not funny.

"How about you take me to the hospital, cough cough, the hospital?"

"It's just a minor cold, no fever at all, why go to the hospital?" Xiao Yao wondered.

"Wait for me!" Xiao Yao said, walking through the mirror back to his room, then leaving the house and starting to bang on the door next door.

"Uncle! Uncle!"

Grass, it seems no one answers.

Pharmacy, pharmacy… Xiao Yao continued pounding on the door while frantically searching his memory for the location of the pharmacy.

Then he discovered in despair that he was truly unable to take care of himself and completely lacked life skills.

Pharmacy, pharmacy... I think there's one near the school? But it's too far. And that little bastard Wang Ming pulled the valve stem out of my bicycle again...

Just then, Xiao Yao's door creaked open and he said, "You little rascal, what are you knocking for? I'm sleeping!"

The middle-aged man in front of me was wearing a t-shirt and shorts, had the same big belly and high hairline as Teacher Yao, and was a bit grumpy when he woke up.

"Uncle! Do you have a thermometer? Do you have any cold medicine or fever reducer?" Xiao Yao was overjoyed to see his savior.

"Who's sick? You?" the uncle said gruffly.

Xiao Yao returned to Shen Tianyun's room with a thermometer, a cold medicine capsule, and ibuprofen in his arms. He opened the box and took out the thermometer: "This, how do I use it?"

"Ahem, I don't know either, ahem."

Xiao Yao tried hard to recall if he should shake it twice first.

Ah, great! Yu Luying's first aid skills seem to have worked.

The phone seemed to be ringing, but Xiao Yao didn't bother to look at it.

The thermometer should be tucked under the armpit.

Xiao Yao helped Shen Jie sit higher with both hands and looked her up and down.

Then, he pulled open the neckline of her pajamas, reached inside, and inserted the thermometer under the girl's armpit.

?

Everything happened so fast that the girl had no time to stop it, and her face immediately turned as red as a boiled Fuji apple.

Xiao Yao touched something and then realized his actions were inappropriate: "Ah, I'm so sorry! I really didn't mean to!"

He quickly pulled his hand out, shook it a few times, and then wiped it on his pants as if it had been stained with something unclean.

The girl was so angry she almost fainted.

"Uh..." Xiao Yao realized that his action was inappropriate and was at a loss for words: "I really didn't mean to, don't cry?"

"Who's crying?" Shen Jie turned her face to the side of the wall.

In the midst of an awkward silence, Xiao Yao's phone started vibrating again.

"Answer it, cough cough," Shen Jie said, "Your Yu Luying is looking for you."

"What the hell..." Xiao Yao muttered.