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

For example, isn't it time to completely reconcile with the rift caused by the exposure of our symbiosis?

"Please don't push me away," the boy prayed in his heart, leaning down and slowly moving closer to the girl's thin lips.

The girl neither closed her eyes, nor came forward, nor stopped him.

However, just before their lips were about to touch, she subconsciously turned her head away.

Xiao Yao kissed Shen Jie on the cheek.

He turned Shen Jie's face to the side with both hands and launched another attack.

The girl gritted her teeth, refusing to give in.

Xiao Yao didn't give up. He pushed the girl backward, pressed his hands on her shoulders, and with a long stride, climbed onto Shen Tianyun's bed.

"Lights, turn off the lights!" Shen Jie demanded sternly.

Xiao Yao turned off the lights.

……

Shen Jie was deeply conflicted.

On one hand, she was still shaken after her brush with death in the hall a few hours earlier, and unconsciously hoped that a little intimacy could relieve some of the pressure.

Moreover, now that the symbiosis has weakened, the psychological burden has also decreased.

On the other hand, she didn't want to be with Xiao Yao.

Concealing the fact that they were living together had indeed caused her great harm.

When Shen Jie left the bus, her anger and desire to leave were incredibly real.

However, she ultimately didn't go too far.

That same day, she returned to Xiao Yao's home and moved into her daughter's room instead of leaving.

When she used the bed board to block the wardrobe door, Shen Jie had no idea what to do next.

She has certainly been willful and domineering at times, but with the support of her family, all the decisions she has made have been fully understandable and leave room for regret. She is well aware of this.

As for how to handle her relationship with Xiao Yao this time, she knew that once she acted impulsively, there would be no turning back.

She needs time to think.

Although she lacked past experience in this area, she instinctively felt that a cold war and a breakup could buy her valuable time.

As it turned out, things didn't go according to her plan at all.

So much happened in just two or three days: the exam crisis caused by the weakening of symbiosis, the lovemaking to test the principles of symbiosis, and how I had been running around tirelessly for Xiao Yao's future, risking my life to work alongside him in the hall...

There were also several inexplicable instances of physical contact of varying degrees.

It's fair to say that the cold war atmosphere orchestrated by the girl has become a joke.

The girl wanted to yell at Xiao Yao, or some unknown goddess of fate, "You're breaking up, be serious!"

……

Shen Jie clearly remembers how, in the auditorium of the "graduation ceremony," this foolish guy insisted on getting the three of them to escape the cage, while he stood alone on the edge of the turntable, trying his best to hold it up.

"You guys go first, I'll figure out how to get out myself, no problem!" Hearing this idiot say that, and watching the molten iron rise continuously, Shen Jie seemed to see a hand giving a thumbs up sinking into the furnace of steel and fire.

She still remembers how helpless she was, holding up the iron fence, her eyes filled with tears of anxiety.

She still feels lingering fear from that excruciating pain.

So you already care about this guy that much? Even though he's lazy, willful, and incredibly stubborn.

Although she was very reluctant to admit it, Shen Jie had to face a cruel reality—she had already, so quickly, almost completely, forgiven him.

She was like a young wife who had been wronged in an argument and ran back to her parents' home. Even though she had calmed down, she still wanted her husband to come to her parents' home with a smile, gifts, and to bow and apologize.

Instead of taking it for granted like this now...

and many more?

Hey, what on earth is he doing?!

Shen Jie snapped out of her reverie.

A sudden wave of humiliation washed over her.

……

……

……

Xiao Yao suddenly got up, jumped off the bed, tiptoed to the wardrobe, and opened the row of small drawers where Shen Jie and Shen Tianyun kept their underwear.

"What are you doing?" Shen Jie shouted, "That's where Tianyun keeps her clothes!"

"Ah," Xiao Yao quickly closed the drawer, "Which drawer did you put your socks in?"

"I won't wear it!" Shen Jie finally found an excuse to cause trouble: "I'm not your technician!"

"What do you mean by 'technician'... Fine, fine, I won't wear it then." Xiao Yao tiptoed back onto the bed.

"Get off! Go back to the sofa and sleep!" Shen Jie's rationality regained its hold.

"..." Xiao Yao decided to ignore her.

You're pressing on my knee injury!

"Ah, I'm so sorry ......"

"Get out of the way!" Shen Jie suddenly stood up, pulled down the hem of her clothes, and groped for her slippers on the ground.

"Where are we going?" Xiao Yao asked, puzzled.

"I'm going to sleep on the other side."

"What are you doing? We've only done half of it. What if you... or Dad catches you red-handed on the other side?"

"Then go sleep on the sofa, I'm not in the mood right now."

"Oh my goodness, stop it—" Xiao Yao hunched over, looking pained.

"Stop messing around! We've already broken up!" Shen Jie blurted out. "When are you going to learn to respect other people's wishes?"

"Break up?" Xiao Yao repeated the word, his tone incredulous.

Shen Jie knew that Xiao Yao was angry—he always seemed to get angry very easily.

The girl suddenly felt a little worried. She realized that if she really fought against the tall boy who possessed the martial arts skills of Don Quixote, she might not be able to gain the upper hand.

What if he tries to force himself on me?

Shen Jie was a little scared, but at the same time, she felt a little excited.

Xiao Yao's body temperature gradually dropped, and he was panting heavily.

"What's wrong? Are you going to hit me?" The girl turned her face to the side in a seemingly provocative manner, as if she was secretly expecting something.

"You, sigh..." Xiao Yao sighed and sat down heavily.

Shen Jie groped around on the bed, grabbed a pair of pants, and threw them onto Xiao Yao's stomach.

Chapter 150: Middle School Students' Late-Night Talks

2023-04-03

Even though it's summer, sleeping on the sofa is still an uncomfortable experience.

Xiao Yao curled up, feeling as if his body had been flattened.

His neck and back ached terribly, as if an invisible force was constantly squeezing him. The boy tried to adjust his posture, but the hardness and discomfort of the sofa left him feeling helpless.

He turned over slightly, feeling as if countless tiny needles were piercing his bones, making it difficult to fall asleep. The events of the day kept replaying in his mind, making him even more agitated.

With his eyes closed, he seemed to see himself completely submerged in molten iron.

Yu Luying, holding up her skirt, ran towards her without hesitation.

He saw Song Haijian busy at his desk in the office when suddenly a large truck crashed through the wall and ran over him.

He then saw Shen Jie push him off the bed and tell him, "I've broken up with you."

The lyrics "Strive, strive, strive," "Scores, scores, scores," "Get out of this exam-oriented world if you don't meet the standards," and "The college entrance exam is the only ladder to success" kept echoing in his mind. He wanted to stop, but he just couldn't.

I hate this feeling!

Xiao Yao sang in his heart, "Our love, alas, once it's over, it'll never come back~" in an attempt to counter Song Haijian's song—then he stopped, because it was too unlucky.

His gaze fell upon the mist outside the window.

Ever since I saw Shen Tianyun's room, the view outside the window has always been shrouded in mist. I can't see day or night, spring, summer, autumn or winter, or wind, thunder or rain...

It's like the bewildering youth and future.

And so, I slowly drifted into a light sleep, not knowing whether I was asleep or not.

Xiao Yao didn't know how much time had passed when he heard Shen Jie get out of bed to get up in the middle of the night and sit on the spittoon to urinate.

The sound of water hitting the spittoon was particularly noticeable in the quiet night.