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

“I’m anxious,” Shen Jie forced a smile, “but what can I do? My dad caused trouble at this crucial moment, and I have such a big, chubby son like you, I need to hug and spend time with you every day.” As she spoke, the girl ruffled Xiao Yao’s hair, comforting him, “It’s okay, I still have time, I’ll be fine—besides, with my foundation and abilities…”

Xiao Yao felt suffocated: "Alright, let's not talk about Fatty Huo anymore. If you go back, you should have a tutor, right? You can only learn on your own here."

"Okay." Shen Jie nodded and said, "Open your mouth."

"Alright, I'm full," Xiao Yao said, pulling out two tissues. He handed one to Shen Jie and used the other to wipe his own mouth. "Wife, why don't you go home tomorrow?"

"Huh?" The girl was taken aback.

Happy holiday to the male lead!

After all, he was also a "fool".

Chapter 156 You ask when I will return, but there is no set date; the autumn rain in Bashan swells the pond at night.

2023-04-09

Xiao Yao pulled Shen Jie's hand as they left the cafeteria, and the two wandered aimlessly along the tree-lined paths of T University.

The path was lined with lush trees and blooming with unidentified flowers, their delicate fragrance lingering in the air.

If there were a long pavilion, it would indeed be a good place to say goodbye.

"How long are you going to be gone?" Xiao Yao hesitated for a moment before asking.

“Undergraduate studies are four years, master’s studies are two years, and I also need to do a year of preparatory courses, so it will take at least seven years.” Shen Jie bent her slender fingers and counted, holding up a “seven”. Her little leather shoes made a crisp sound as they stepped on the ground.

"You ask when I will return, but there is no set date; the autumn rain in Bashan swells the pond at night..." This line popped into Xiao Yao's mind.

A petal swirled and accidentally landed on the girl's white athletic sock.

Xiao Yao glanced at her and his heart stirred. He felt that the girl in front of him was incredibly beautiful and he wished he could hold her tightly and never let go.

But then he thought about how their futures were separated by thousands of miles, with her far away in a foreign land, and he was filled with endless melancholy.

"What a seven-year itch," Xiao Yao said with a forced smile, but he couldn't hide the sadness in his voice: "Add the year of senior high school, and it's been eight years."

"Eight years is barely enough for a medical student to graduate."

“Eight years is enough to drive the Japanese back into the sea,” Xiao Yao agreed, but he knew in his heart that for him, who had just turned 16, eight years was half a lifetime.

“I promise you, if you’re willing, we’ll get married when we go back to China.” The girl didn’t look at Xiao Yao when she said this, but continued to look at the tips of her shoes: “At that time… I’ll be about 25 years old? But in order to ensure that the baby is Tianyun, we will still have to take some necessary measures when we get married.”

The fragrance of unknown flowers filled the air, and Shen Jie's empty promise made Xiao Yao feel a little restless: "Oh—but I haven't thought about what you said about being friends again."

“Take your time to think it over. Anyway, whatever your decision is,” Shen Jie turned around and walked backwards. “I’ll be busy during my senior year of high school. We’ll still be separated when we get to the US.”

"Hmm. By the way, you'll probably come back often, right? In other countries, is it... Easter? Christmas?" Xiao Yao asked her, "We can meet then."

“Easter in the US isn’t a public holiday, unless I get into a church-affiliated university,” Shen Jie thought. “Otherwise, it’ll be during the summer vacation every year.”

"Summer vacation... how many days is it...?" Xiao Yao murmured, repeating.

"Three months?"

"That's okay."

“Oh, right, there’s one more thing I need to tell you,” Shen Jie continued walking backwards, “regardless of whether you ultimately decide to remain friends or continue dating—”

"So the decision-making power is entirely on my side?" Xiao Yao couldn't help but interrupt her.

“Hmm,” Shen Jie nodded in affirmation, which reassured Xiao Yao. “Listen to me. Whether you decide to be friends or continue dating, I will consider it a victory if I can resolve Zhang Zhengkai’s matter smoothly when I go back this time. I will not tell my father that I am making friends with you, nor will I tell him that I have been staying at your house for the time being.”

“You mean,” Xiao Yao tried to decipher her meaning, “that you’re afraid your father won’t have a good first impression of me.”

“That’s right,” Shen Jie said. “If he finds out that I’ve been with you all this time, it will prove that you were lying to him the last time you met. My dad cares a lot about his reputation. He can pretend to be confused for me, but I can’t let him openly give in to you. My idea is that if you still want to talk to me, I’ll bring up your matter with him again in two months. As for you talking to Sha Mei, we’ll talk about it when I return to China.”

"Alright then." Shen Jie had arranged everything so meticulously that Xiao Yao didn't know what else to say.

"Anyway, I will still try my best to find time to meet with you," Shen Jie said.

"You should focus on your studies," Xiao Yao said politely to her.

"Alright, even if I didn't come to see you, I would still come to see Tianyun." Shen Jie said in a deliberately casual tone, "You're just an afterthought."

Xiao Yao realized that a despicable thought had sprouted deep within his heart.

"Maybe it would be great if she didn't pass the exam. How can I make sure she fails without blaming me?"

“We can make her want to fail the exam.” The little figure in white tapped the blackboard that read “Making it a fait accompli.”

“We can also make her simply not want to take the exam.” The little man in the red clothes had a ferocious expression, and the steel fork in his hand gleamed coldly.

Get out of here, all of you!

He immediately put an end to the selfish thought.

He wanted to support Shen Jie without reservation.

Even if it means a reluctant farewell.

Therefore, Xiao Yao decided to find out more about Shen Jie's academic situation.

"Exams," Shen Jie replied, "I mainly practice math, physics, geography, and chemistry questions."

"Didn't you say you were a liberal arts student?" Xiao Yao asked, puzzled.

"There's no such thing as arts or sciences. I was just joking about my poor grades. Didn't your teacher Song say that I'm laughing at you from a hundred steps down the other side?"

“So…” Xiao Yao began to seriously consider “what would happen if Shen Jie really couldn’t get into college.”

"The ACT mainly consists of five subjects: Science, Reading, Grammar, Math, and Writing," Shen Jie continued, explaining the science of studying abroad to Xiao Yao.

"Oh, oh." Xiao Yao nodded, seemingly puzzled but actually quite impressed.

"AP exams cover statistics, calculus, American politics, microeconomics, macroeconomics, and world history."

"AP?" Xiao Yao's understanding of "AP" was still at the level of "attack strength": "It sounds like all high-level stuff, including calculus!"

"I just took the AP exam this May, but I failed it." Shen Jie stuck out her tongue sheepishly.

"May? Isn't that when we first met?"

"uh-huh."

“I’m familiar with failing exams—you and I really do look like a married couple.” Xiao Yao scratched her delicate palm.

Shen Jie didn't understand whether Xiao Yao's words were an attempt to get closer, a tease, or simply sarcasm, but she didn't want to care at all. She just casually retorted, "Well, I'm still a little better than you."

"Just you wait, I'm about to unleash my power," Xiao Yao solemnly declared.

"I'll be waiting," Shen Jie said with a smile.

"The interview you're talking about, is it going to be an interview in the US?" Xiao Yao suddenly remembered something.

“Usually there are interviewers in Beijing, but the US is too far away,” Shen Jie said.

Xiao Yao asked for a long time but still didn't understand how Shen Jie's examination mechanism worked. However, he could tell that Shen Jie seemed to be happy about his concern.

This is long overdue.

Recalling the selfishness and willfulness he displayed after glimpsing a corner of the future, and then thinking of Shen Jie's gentleness and tolerance, Xiao Yao wished he could travel back in time and slap his past self twice.

Is it too late to realize this now?

A melodious guitar tune drifted from a distance, interrupting Xiao Yao's self-reproach. Looking around, Xiao Yao realized that he and Shen Jie had unknowingly walked into the dormitory area of ​​T University.

There appear to be more than a dozen student dormitory buildings in the dormitory area, each with four floors. The buildings all have the same exterior design, looking square and dull.

Between the buildings, there is a wide open space covered with lush green lawns and all kinds of flowers.

Below the dormitory building labeled "Building 11," a long-haired man is sitting, strumming an acoustic guitar, with notes flowing from his fingertips.

Judging from the items hanging out to dry on the balcony, this should be a girls' dormitory.

Xiao Yao wondered if he had seen this guy before when he was queuing for the "Zhangnan Line".

"Shen Jie, do you think I should keep this hairstyle from now on?"

"No, it looks awful." Shen Jie said with a look of disgust.

"But it's very artistic..."

"I don't like it, it's sloppy."

A large crowd had already gathered around the long-haired man, and more and more curious passersby were joining in.

"Let's go, what's there to see?" Shen Jie gently pulled the boy who had stopped.

The long-haired college student pressed another chord, and a slightly hoarse voice flowed from his lips.

"It has a bit of the Old Wolf vibe," Xiao Yao commented.

Seeing that she couldn't pull him away, Shen Jie had no choice but to stop and listen.

What is a butterfly? What is moonlight?

What does this have to do with love?

I am a flying elephant, I am a sea fish

I am what I want to become.

I don't know what a beautiful life is.

All I know is that I love you.