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

Yu Luying smiled secretly again.

Chapter 110 Night Attack

2023-02-15

Xiao Yao, Shen Jie, and Yu Luying stood side by side, their gaze passing through the underwear and socks hanging on the clothesline and landing on the moonlit Huangjiang River.

Xiao Yao thought the clothesline was beautiful, and Huang Jiang was beautiful too.

"Where are you looking?" Shen Jie gently pinched Xiao Yao's waist.

“Look at the Yellow River, look at the lights on the other side, what else can I see?” Xiao Yao said.

For Xiao Yao now, Shen Jie's undergarments no longer have any meaning beyond their function as clothing—he has to wash them by hand every day at home.

At first, Shen Jie was embarrassed and insisted on washing the clothes herself.

“Okay, you can wash it yourself,” Xiao Yao said at the time. “Or you can wear it once and throw it away, since dry cleaners won’t accept it.”

After Shen Jie washed the clothes herself once or twice, laziness and clumsiness overcame her shyness, and from then on, she preferred to live a peaceful life by not seeing the problem.

Anyway, he's mine... well, right? Shen Jie convinced herself.

As for Yu Luying... all I can say is that not looking at what is improper should be a chivalrous virtue, especially if your wife is watching right next to you.

Shen Jie thought to herself, if you really like watching Huang Jiang so much, maybe we can clean up that river-view apartment on the Bund and prepare it as our wedding home.

Yu Luying took out her music phone and played Pu Shu's "Summoning": "...Is it night? Is it the distance, is it that evening breeze that saddens me; in that night when memories stir, under the countless stars of my childhood, I know, she has come, like the wind, those old times, those loves, those friends who are gradually growing old..."

“Huangjiang is so beautiful…” Xiao Yao pointed into the distance and said to Shen Jie and Yu Luying, “Look at the myriad lights on the other side of the river, doesn’t it look like the ideal other shore?”

"Alright!" Shen Jie clapped her hands: "Two great poets, please begin your performance!"

Yu Luying obeyed: "Indeed, it looks so close, as if it's within reach, yet it's an unreachable shore... It reminds one of the huge gap between ideals and reality."

“Indeed, it’s very disheartening,” Xiao Yao nodded. “For me as a child, this river represented the way home; but today, this river blocks my way home…”

“I think,” Yu Luying said, her eyes glazed over, “that when you look across the river, it always makes you think about the unknown future. You want to know what’s on the other side of the river. It’s like wanting to know what the future will be like. If only you could go and see it.”

"Silly girl, do you want to see the future...?" Shen Jie murmured, exchanging a glance with Xiao Yao. Both of them were thinking of the time portal at home. "In the future, silly girl, you'll go to Fudan University, and I'll study abroad. If Xiao Yao behaves well, well, I'll see if I can take him with me..."

Xiao Yao and Yu Luying exchanged a glance across Shen Jie, both secretly alarmed.

If the symbiosis problem cannot be solved, the future vision depicted by Shen Jie will never be realized.

What should we do then? Should we try to get Yu Luying to go abroad with us? Or should I stay in Shanghai and be separated from Shen Jie in a foreign country?

Shen Jie will be a senior in high school soon; that future isn't far off. A distance of 20 kilometers… that rope is way too short.

Why does it feel like things are heading towards the future Shen Tianyun described? Is this some kind of self-correcting mechanism for the timeline?

Yu Luying didn't know all that, but the melancholy look on her face was enough to explain the distance that limited their symbiotic relationship.

Only Shen Jie had no ulterior motives; she was simply lost in her own thoughts.

I've been out for so many days, Dad must be frantic with worry by now, right? Has he not found me, or has he really not been looking for me at all? I hope nothing bad has happened to me. Should I find a public phone booth and call home? Should I go back? Will he beat me when I get back? How will Zhang Zhengkai's situation end...?

Shen Jie knew that within her seemingly independent and strong heart, there still lived a child. For a child, being in a state of running away from home meant their heart was always in turmoil, never at peace, like a piece of duckweed swaying in a storm…

"Huh? Now I'm a poet too?" Shen Jie thought to herself with a self-deprecating smile.

The three of them gazed at the Yellow River under the moonlight, at the lights on the opposite bank, and at the small black dots slowly moving on the river. Each of them was lost in thought and no one spoke for several minutes.

"Woo-woo-woo" The melodious whistle of a ship came from the middle of the river, and even Shen Jie felt a touch of sadness.

These two pretentious intellectuals have infected me with their ways: "Go to sleep! You two can read on your own!"

As Shen Jie spoke, she stood up from Xiao Yao's folding bed and stretched languidly.

Yu Luying naturally felt it inappropriate to sit and recite poetry with Xiao Yao any longer: "I'm going to sleep too."

"Good night." "Good night." The three of them lay down on their beds.

"Xiao Yao, go turn off the lights." Shen Jie poked her head out from under the covers and looked around.

"The switch seems to be with you—it's with Yu Luying." Xiao Yao didn't move.

Yu Luying randomly pressed the six switches, turning many different lights on and off until the room was plunged into darkness.

“Silly girl,” Shen Jie said, “I knew your cousin Yu Yage before…”

Xiao Yao closed his eyes, preparing to shut down the computer.

"Hmm? How did you meet her, sister?" Yu Luying asked.

Xiao Yao stopped listening to the girls' late-night chats. He felt his head was heavy, sinking deeper and deeper into the soft pillow, until he fell into boundless darkness...

……

A few hours later, Xiao Yao woke up from a nightmare.

The details of the nightmare were blurry the moment he woke up; he only remembered wanting to scream, but his vocal cords couldn't produce any sound.

Experience tells Xiao Yao that this situation is usually due to pressure on the heart.

Therefore, Xiao Yao usually lies on his right side to avoid this situation.

Therefore, there is only one possibility for my current chest tightness.

He looked at the large bed where the two girls were sleeping—the light outside the window was already faintly bright, allowing him to see how the two girls were intertwined in their sleeping positions.

Xiao Yao felt very thirsty, extremely thirsty.

He gently lifted the covers, got out of bed, walked barefoot to the bathroom, lifted both lids of the toilet, stood up straight, aimed, and fired.

I almost missed again. This guy always seems so... energetic when he wakes up in the morning, but it's really inconvenient for him to go to the toilet.

Xiao Yao shuddered twice, shivering comfortably, pulled up his pants, and walked out of the bathroom.

To show respect for Yu Luying, I slept in my outer pants today, just like her, even though it wasn't very comfortable.

Does this bottled water cost money? It should be free, right? Oh well, whatever, I'll drink it.

Xiao Yao unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted his head back, and felt the cool mountain spring water flow down his throat; it tasted a little sweet.

He downed half a bottle in one go, but he was still thirsty. He wanted to drink the remaining half, but his stomach felt bloated and uncomfortable.

Xiao Yao did not get back into bed, but turned around and looked at the two girls on the bed with great interest.

Women are truly strange creatures—if he were to walk hand-in-hand with Little Bear or Ribbonfish, or hug and cuddle for no reason, he would be subject to gossip and criticism from thousands of people, and would receive countless rumors and slanders. But it wouldn't happen if two girls did the same thing.

If I were forced by circumstances to sleep in a double bed with Little Bear and Ribbonfish, I would definitely sleep separately with a few centimeters between us, and I would never be like Shen Jie and Yu Luying, who are now entangled with each other like octopuses.

Shen Jie's sleeping posture was as bad as ever; clearly, this wasn't part of her ladylike etiquette upbringing. Her sleeping position suggested she had a large enough bed at home and was used to stretching and twisting without any restraint. But against the backdrop of her doll-like, angelic face, even the ugliest sleeping posture could appear…ugly-cute?

Her soft snoring echoed in the room. Xiao Yao had gotten used to this sound so much that he couldn't fall asleep without it.

Xiao Yao reached out and smoothed the bangs that were sticking to Shen Jie's forehead, his heart filled with affection.

"Wife, I want to stay with you until we grow old," Xiao Yao thought silently.

Looking at Yu Luying again, her sleeping posture was much better—her delicate oval face had flawless skin, and the young girl's breathing was even. She slept like a baby, sweet and sad.

Looking at her slightly furrowed brows, Xiao Yao suddenly thought of Lin Daiyu.

He didn't let his gaze linger on Yu Luying's face for too long, but instead slid it down to her chest.

Shen Jie's arm was pressing against Yu Luying's chest.

Without a doubt, this is the culprit that caused her nightmares, chest tightness, and the frown on her face.

Xiao Yao hesitated before reaching out to that wretched arm, intending to remove it from Yu Luying's chest.

His hand touched Shen Jie's wrist.

Just then, Yu Luying suddenly opened her eyes, staring wide-eyed at Xiao Yao without blinking.

Xiao Yao was stunned. For a moment, he even doubted whether he was still dreaming, dreaming that he was playing Fan Jiang or Zhang Da after Guan Yu's defeat at Maicheng. Could this beauty really transform into Zhang Fei? After a second or two, he realized it wasn't a dream, and under Yu Luying's unfriendly gaze, he slowly withdrew his arm, took two steps back, and waved his hands repeatedly.

--split line--

Yu Luying didn't sleep well that night.

Although the living conditions at home were not spacious, this was the first time since she became aware of things that she had shared a bed with someone other than her mother, which made her feel uncomfortable. She first suffered from insomnia, and after finally falling asleep, she began to dream.

In my dream, I was wearing a school uniform and carrying a backpack, walking out of the gate of St. Francis Secondary School.

Xiao Yao pushed his bicycle and followed behind her.

“Don’t follow me,” Yu Luying stopped in her tracks. “I will never like you.”

Xiao Yao waved his hand repeatedly: "It's okay, you just need to be friends with me like before."

"Don't follow me," Yu Luying said, and continued walking forward.

She wanted to run away from him, but her legs felt as heavy as a thousand pounds and she couldn't control them at all.

“If you follow me again, I’ll tell Teacher Yao!” Yu Luying warned.

“Go ahead and sue me,” Xiao Yaotian said shamelessly.

"You! I'm going to tell my uncle and have him come and beat you up!"

The threat worked; Xiao Yao immediately showed a frightened expression and stood still.

But Yu Luying knew that he was still following her from afar.