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

"Wait a minute!" Xiao Yao shouted, then put his finger in his mouth, whistled, and summoned the White Knight's warhorse.

He mounted the white knight's winged horse, leaped off the "net bridge," and chased after Shen Jie.

I finally caught up with him.

He saw.

The girl was holding a human head in her arms.

That was his own head.

Xiao Yao was taken aback and hurriedly reached out to touch his head, only to find a metal helmet.

After hurriedly taking it off, he touched his neck and found nothing there.

When Xiao Yao was startled awake, he saw the morning sunlight.

The sunlight shone into the hotel room, flowing slowly through the window and bathing the entire room in a warm hue.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting comfortable dappled patterns that danced on the floor and walls.

Chapter 160 Miss, You Are My Future Wife

2023-04-13

When Xiao Yao was awakened by a nightmare, he was greeted by the bright morning sunlight.

The sunlight streamed into the hotel room, flowing gently through the windows and bathing the entire room in a warm hue. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting dappled patterns of comforting light that danced on the floor and walls.

Xiao Yao saw countless dust particles floating in the sunlight, each one so clear, like countless planets in the vast universe.

A term suddenly popped into my head: the Tyndall effect. What does it mean? I'll explain later.

The sunlight shone on the bed, revealing the fine texture of the cotton sheets. In the sunlight, his gaze fell on the wall clock above the TV cabinet: 1:43.

It seems the checkout time has passed.

Xiao Yao decided to re-describe the scene: The afternoon sun shone into the hotel room, streaming slowly through the window and bathing the entire room in its warm light…

Wait, where are they?

Xiao Yao patted the bed sheet next to him twice, looking somewhat bewildered.

Did she... leave without saying goodbye?

Xiao Yao was a little confused.

Indeed, I did say something like "You should go back tomorrow" yesterday. But even if it wasn't "outside the long pavilion, along the ancient road, with fragrant grass stretching to the horizon," we should at least take the bus back to the city together, and then help my daughter pack her luggage.

Did they leave so quietly to avoid the sadness of parting?

Or was she ultimately angry because of her own rude behavior yesterday?

Xiao Yao felt his heart gripped by a huge, empty sense of panic.

She probably called the police...

Xiao Yao shook his head vigorously, dispelling his ridiculous delusions.

Then, he heard the faint sound of water coming from the bathroom.

The boy jumped out of bed, ran over, and yanked open the glass door, then let out a long sigh of relief.

He saw a petite, short-haired, pretty girl standing in front of the sink, carefully washing something in her hands.

She was wearing a pair of pure white shorts with frayed edges, the same beige athletic socks she wore yesterday, and disposable hotel slippers.

Not only did she not leave without saying goodbye, but she also got up early to do laundry and cleaning, which made Xiao Yao feel that something big had finally happened yesterday.

"Good morning." Xiao Yao perked up and greeted him as naturally as possible.

"Good morning? It's already so hot outside, what's so early?" Shen Jie retorted casually.

Xiao Yao walked over and put his arm around the girl's waist from behind.

The boy saw the girl's hands churning water in the sink with the drain plug, the ripples reflecting the focus and seriousness in her eyes.

Xiao Yao recognized that the underwear in her hand was hers; she gently rubbed it, her fingertips constantly rubbing it.

"You're being naughty again?" Shen Jie said reproachfully.

“Have some common sense, this is a normal reaction for men when they wake up in the morning.” Xiao Yao released Shen Jie and walked to the toilet.

"It's still early!" Shen Jie retorted.

Because it wasn't contained properly, it almost spilled outside.

Then, the boy turned around and walked back behind Shen Jie: "It's not that complicated. You take that bar of soap, yes, rub it on the head of the triangle, and then rub it with both hands... like this... yes,"

Shen Jie frowned slightly, her face showing a hint of restraint and nervousness. Following Xiao Yao's instructions, she pinched the two sides of the waistband of her underwear with her thumbs and forefingers and rubbed them up and down.

"You need to put in more effort!" Xiao Yao encouraged her, leaning against the tiled wall of the bathroom.

"Is that so?" The girl humbly accepted the instruction.

“Yes, then rinse with water, and keep scrubbing while rinsing,” Xiao Yao told Shen Jie. “If you’re still not satisfied, wash it again.”

“Okay~” Shen Jie replied obediently.

Xiao Yao squinted, admiring the girl who was washing clothes—she was really serious about what she did, washing clothes was like communicating with a work of art.

"Is this really your first time?" Xiao Yao asked her.

Upon hearing this, Shen Jie's hands, still underwater, gripped the underwear tightly, as if she wanted to tear it to shreds. She turned her head angrily, glaring at him, and demanded, "What are you trying to say?"

"Is this really your first time washing clothes?" Xiao Yao was standing in front of a pair of light pink bras and panties hanging to dry in the bathroom. "I think you washed them very well."

"She's much smarter than you, you idiot. She can learn it in no time." A blush flashed across the girl's cheeks, and she lowered her head to rub the underwear in her hands.

"People"? Has Shen Jie ever spoken like that before?

"The sun is shining so brightly outside, why don't you hang it out to dry?" Xiao Yao asked, somewhat puzzled.

"No," the girl muttered softly.

Shen Jie's fingers were long and slender, her skin as white as jade, appearing incredibly delicate, like a newborn baby's. They looked exceptionally elegant, as if never touched by dust, seemingly for the first time by the spring water.

Seeing them soaking in soapy water, Xiao Yao couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache, yet also a warm feeling, as if he were enveloped in a cozy atmosphere.

He truly felt the love and care from his "wife," and also saw a certain... courage and determination in her?

The girl's figure was graceful and gentle, and the movements of her fingers were smooth and delicate, captivating the boy.

He felt a strange happiness, as if there were only the two of them in the world, and everything else became insignificant.

"Alright!" Shen Jie reached out and pulled the plug from the bottom of the sink, straightened up, and stretched out her arms.

Xiao Yao went over and helped her hang up her underwear to dry.

Shen Jie wiped her hands and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, then tilted her head back and took a deep breath, as if celebrating her new achievement.

“It’s washed very well,” Xiao Yao said.

“Of course,” Shen Jie said proudly, “If you don’t believe me, smell it, it smells wonderful.”

"Don't wash it next time," Xiao Yao said.

Shen Jie: "?"

Xiao Yao: "Washing once in a while is enough, as long as it's the thought that counts. Laundry detergent and liquid will hurt your hands, and your hands are so beautiful."

Xiao Yao spoke his true feelings, but Shen Jie laughed and said, "You're getting better and better at talking, aren't you? Of course, just this once. You think you can expect me to serve you every day? No way."

"Okay." Xiao Yao took out another bath towel, wrapped it around his waist, and picked up the clothes rack: "I'll hang it outside."

"Brush your teeth first," the girl instructed. "Here, I've squeezed all the toothpaste onto your toothbrush."

After brushing his teeth, Xiao Yao hung the clothes out to dry in the sun again. He and Shen Jie sat together on the edge of the bed, their four hands supporting them on the bed surface and their four feet bracing against the TV cabinet.

“I’m sorry,” Xiao Yao said, “Yesterday, I was too… rash.”

"Hmph," Shen Jie chuckled lightly, "It's good that you know."

"When did you get up?" Xiao Yao asked her.

It turns out that the girl had gotten up early and even ran around the T University campus.

She bought beef pan-fried buns from the cafeteria for breakfast and also brought two for Xiao Yao, but they're completely cold now.

She bought a change of underwear at the "Yuan Yi Jia" supermarket at Tsinghua University. When she returned and found that she couldn't wake Xiao Yao, she changed into a different set of underwear and went to Tsinghua University to attend the class.

"Attend a lecture?" Xiao Yao was taken aback.

“Yes,” Shen Jie told him, “I just randomly found a classroom where a large lecture was being held, slipped in through the back door and sat down to listen. It was about atomic physics, which was quite interesting—I even took attendance for someone.”

Wow, that's so true to you.

Xiao Yao asked her, "Can you understand?"

"It's alright," Shen Jie said.

Xiao Yao reached out and pointed to the pair of dry, clean athletic socks on Shen Jie's feet: "You washed these socks yourself too?"

"What else?" Shen Jie said with a grin.

"Is there enough time to do anything?"