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

"No, it was written by a friend of mine. I just wanted to know what happened."

"Isn't this obvious?" Yu Luying said, somewhat surprised. "No wonder you couldn't beat me in Chinese."

"That's still second in the class..." Xiao Yao laughed, "No, that's not the point. Do you think her father isn't dead?"

"Dead?" The girl's eyes widened as she reached for the folded paper. "Wait a minute, let me look at it one more time."

“As long as she’s not dead, I’m relieved,” Xiao Yao leaned back in his chair and said to himself, “I know her father, and he is absolutely, absolutely not that kind of person.”

“Then maybe it is…” Yu Luying hesitated for a moment, then said slowly and deliberately, “Who knows? You can’t see into someone’s heart. You can know a person’s face but not their heart.”

--split line--

The following day, Friday morning, on the playground.

Under the scorching sun, Xiao Yao stood crookedly in the line like a wilted eggplant.

The sound of cicadas is irritating, and the body odor emanating from oneself and those around them is even more so.

Fortunately, the physical education teacher didn't really enjoy this kind of teaching either, and announced free time early on.

Although Xiao Xiong was in Class 4, he had PE class with Xiao Yao's class—that's how they met. Xiao Yao declined his invitation to the basketball game with Hua Ang and Shen Bin again, and found a shady spot to sit down alone.

In this sweltering heat, do you, a short, chubby guy, really have such a strong addiction to football?

While silently complaining to himself, Xiao Yao turned his gaze to the other end of the playground—where the girls from his class and Class 4 were running laps under the guidance of a female physical education teacher.

Just looking at it makes me breathless again... Xiao Yao touched his pounding heart and felt like he was really running.

It's really strange. I had a stomachache a while ago, and now I feel a dampness in my groin area. Could it be sweat?

Xiao Yao stood up and walked towards the men's restroom.

He didn't see that two girls stepped out from the group of girls running laps behind him.

“Teacher Gong, Yu Luying needs to go to the restroom,” Zhou Yao, a girl with a long face, raised her right hand: “I’ll go with her.”

The female teacher in the red tracksuit nodded gently, and Zhou Yao then helped Yu Luying walk towards the "Zhongshulou" (a bookstore).

"What's wrong? Is it leaking?" Zhou Yao whispered in Yu Luying's ear as they walked.

"I don't know... I don't think so." Yu Luying walked with a somewhat awkward posture.

"Did you bring sanitary napkins?" Zhou Yao asked. "I still have half a month left, so I didn't bring any."

“I have one,” Yu Luying nodded. “Could you bring my schoolbag for me? Sorry…”

"Wait here." Zhou Yao escorted Yu Luying into the girls' restroom, then ran back to the classroom and picked up Yu Luying's schoolbag.

“No leaks,” Yu Luying said as she opened her bag and took out sanitary napkins and spare underwear. “But I’ll still change the pads just in case.”

"You even brought your underwear, you must be a veteran!" Zhou Yao said with a grin.

Yu Luying threw a punch.

--split line--

With ten minutes left in the PE class, Ms. Yao urged the students in her class to go to the infirmary for a physical examination.

While queuing to be weighed, Yu Luying looked around but didn't seem to see Xiao Yao.

She got off the scale, greeted the female classmates who were still in line, and decided to go back to the classroom first.

Upon reaching the third floor of the "Zhongshulou" building, Yu Luying turned into the corridor and saw a familiar figure emerge from the front door of her classroom, seemingly holding something in his hand, and jogging towards the restroom.

Rather than "jogging," it's more like... "floating"?

That silhouette...

“Xiao…!” Yu Luying blurted out, then hesitated and covered her mouth.

She rubbed her eyes hard, but the figure was gone.

……

After standing there in a daze for a moment, the girl walked into the classroom.

"Yingying, darling, why didn't you wait for me?" Zhou Yao walked in one after the other, and then people came in one after another.

"I'm a little dizzy and want to rest for a bit," Yu Luying said, reaching into her desk drawer. "What class is next?"

"Biology, I think," Zhou Yao said. "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Why is the bag open...it looks like someone has tampered with it," Yu Luying muttered to herself, continuing to rummage through the bag.

Zhou Yao leaned over: "Did you lose anything?"

"Hmm..." Yu Luying forced a smile: "No, no."

Her deskmate continued to search inside Yu Luying's schoolbag, holding up a finger: "I remember too, you put it in this spot."

"I told everyone that nothing was lost," Yu Luying said uneasily, as she tried to zip up her backpack.

"No need to think about it, it must be him." The classmate turned his face and looked at Xiao Yao's seat—which was empty.

"Forget it, stop guessing, forget it," Yu Luying said softly, nudging her arm.

“How could such a disgusting thing happen? Let’s go tell Teacher Yao,” Zhou Yao said, somewhat agitated.

"Keep your voice down..."

"What's going on?" The surrounding students noticed the commotion.

"Yu Luying's..."

"Don't say it!" Yu Luying tried to stop her, but it was too late.

"Such a thing happens? We must catch the culprit! How can there be someone like this in our class!" Several people started chattering.

"Alright! That's enough!" Yu Luying's voice rose a few decibels, then she slumped onto the table and buried her face in her arms.

"Alright, alright, stop talking." Zhou Yao shook Yu Luying's arm: "Are you alright, Yu Luying?"

Yu Luying didn't speak or look up; she just suddenly swung her arm.

"It hurts!" Zhou Yao complained.

Yu Luying suddenly stood up, rubbing her eyes with her palms as she rushed out of the classroom.

"Yu Luying!" Zhou Yao chased after her.

Yu Luying ran down the corridor, turned a corner, and stopped at the entrance of the restroom.

She saw Xiao Yao walking out of the men's restroom, waving his still-dripping hands with a happy expression: "Hey, Yu Luying, what a coincidence? You've finished your physical exams?"

Because two people have posted articles questioning this, I'm explaining it here.

In 2004, some high schools in Shanghai adopted the new history textbooks for curriculum reform. The history content was no longer arranged chronologically, but by category, such as "clothing", "metal", "transportation", "agriculture" and so on. The history section of the first-year high school general education textbook had three class periods.

Also, could some students please refrain from... I answered your question, and you promptly deleted your entire post (along with my reply). It makes me feel really awkward...

Chapter 14 Banknotes

2023-07-31

Meanwhile, Xiao Yao was completely unaware of the commotion taking place in the classroom.

He glanced at the mirror, where he saw the face he was already used to seeing.

He looked around and, seeing that no one was around, tentatively reached out his hand towards the mirror.

……

Where my fingertips touched, there was only a cold, hard surface.

Could it be that only I and Shen Tianyun have gained the ability to travel through mirrors? Or is it that only the mirror in our house can be used to travel through mirrors?

No, no, no, after seeing Shen Jie off that day, he went back and talked to Shen Tianyun. The reason Shen Jie suddenly came to "find her relatives" seems to be because she also passed through a mirror at home…

Speaking of which, that kid seems to be coming home very late these days. I wonder what he's been up to.

Wait, why am I suddenly tearing up? Could it be from overusing my eyes lately?

Xiao Yao rinsed his face, turned off the tap, and walked out of the men's restroom, shaking his hands.

"Hey, Yu Luying, what a coincidence? You guys finished your physical exams?" Xiao Yao spotted his good friend immediately, but she ignored him and turned her head to walk into the women's restroom.

What's wrong? Xiao Yao walked slowly toward the classroom, puzzled, then stopped and turned around to look.

Should we wait for her to come out?

Xiao Yao didn't see Yu Luying, but instead saw Ouyang Qianqian strolling out of the women's restroom, holding up a small round mirror to check her face as she walked.

Since she didn't have to wear a school uniform on Friday, she wore a rather short skirt and black over-the-knee socks that Xiao Yao had only ever seen in cartoons before.

Ouyang Qianqian put away the small round mirror and happened to see Xiao Yao, so she nodded to him.

"Hi," Xiao Yao said.

“Brother,” Ouyang Qianqian seemed quite relaxed, “you didn’t go for a physical exam? What are you trying to hide?”

"I went, I was the first one there, no queue, I came right after I was done," Xiao Yao said with a smile.

"Still so unsociable." Ouyang Qianqian seemed to suddenly remember something: "By the way, do you know any handsome guys you can introduce to me?"

"Uh, what..." The topic changed so quickly that Xiao Yao didn't react for a moment.