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

“You’re kidding me,” Xiao Yao said. “You’re Queen Mary, and you’re going to burn me like a pagan.”

Xiao Yao recalled that when Shi Hui unleashed the "Boundless Buddha Dharma" technique, he first shouted "Amitabha" in a booming voice, then leaped up and vanished from the crowd's sight in an instant. He and the others were stunned, looking up to search for his whereabouts, but to no avail. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind swept through, making everyone's clothes flutter. Then, a clay sculpture... of Maitreya Buddha descended from the sky, landing directly in the shadow pile like a mountain crashing down.

"Buddha statues are nothing but weeds"... That's a lie, isn't it?

This blade of grass was at least three to five zhang tall. When it fell, it was like a small meteor hitting the ground, stirring up a white ring of air that swept away all the surrounding shadows.

The soil on the Buddha statue fell off in a flurry, and suddenly, Shi Hui appeared before everyone's eyes, his eyes shining brightly. Although he was covered in dust, his temperament was even more sharp.

……

Damn it, why do I keep thinking about monks when I'm looking at a beautiful girl in a bathtub?

"By the way, give me your home address." Xiao Yao slapped his thigh.

"What are you doing?" the girl in the bathtub asked. "Don't take pictures. We're symbiotic."

“What if you get locked up again after you go back?” Xiao Yao said, “I need to know which way the door opens before I can come to rescue you.”

"Come on," Shen Jie laughed, "No way, since my dad said that, he won't do anything reckless."

Xiao Yao sensed that Shen Jie still didn't seem to want him to know her exact address. He didn't understand why, but he felt that she was still wary of him, which made him slightly unhappy. However, at a time like tonight, he didn't want to argue, so he remained silent.

"Doggy, doggy, why don't you play the piano and sing for me?" Shen Jie suddenly had a whimsical idea.

"Huh? What time is it?" Xiao Yao said, "The neighbors will scold us to death."

"Perfect timing to get revenge for what I did this afternoon." Shen Jie revealed a mischievous smile.

It took Xiao Yao a lot of effort to pull the guitar out from under the bed. He dusted it, tuned it, and spent a long time fixing it. By the time he finished, Shen Jie had already put on her pajamas.

"Hmph!"

Xiao Yao sat on the sofa, gently strumming the strings of the piano, while Shen Jie sat on the edge of the bed, her two lotus-root-like legs gently swaying.

"My brother who slept in the bunk above me, you who are silent and unseen, the questions you once asked me, no one asks them anymore;

"The brother who shared his cigarettes with me, ta-ta-ta-ta, back in the day, you could never guess the coin in my hand, shaking your head and saying it was too mysterious;"

"What? You can't even remember the lyrics?" Shen Jie pouted.

"Your letters are becoming more and more polite, and you don't mention love at all; you say you have many friends now, but you no longer worry about those things."

Shen Jie raised her two small hands and began to clap along for Xiao Yao—it was more of a steady, slow clapping than a rhythmic tapping.

"The brother who slept in the bunk above me, sleeps in my lonely memories; the girl you always talked about in those days, did she give you her hairband? You said that whenever you look back at the red sunset, whenever you hear the evening bell, all the little things from the past will come back, welling up in your heart before you even have time to feel sad..."

"It's nice to listen to," Shen Jie said, but instead of clapping, she glared at me and said, "Is it appropriate for you to sing this song as a farewell gift to me?"

Xiao Yao plucked the strings and sang again: "The girl you always talked about in those days, did she give you her hair ribbon?"

Shen Jie turned her head, reached into her hair with both hands, took off the XXII-shaped hair clip, stood up, walked to the bathtub that hadn't been emptied yet, and stretched out her fair palms.

This hair clip is made of pure platinum, radiating a cool, elegant silver light. A glass crystal is set in the center, emitting a soft blue glow under the light. The design of the hair clip is simple and elegant, yet sophisticated and graceful; Xiao Yao likes it very much.

The boy solemnly accepted it with both hands: "I will cherish it for the rest of my life."

"I suddenly feel like I'm getting the short end of the stick with you," the girl pouted, half-jokingly. "You've hardly ever pursued me..."

"Huh? I didn't?"

"And they have never given me any gifts."

"Huh? I didn't?"

"They keep asking me for things, asking me for things."

"Huh? I didn't?"

Chapter 175 Dad, I'm back!

2023-04-28

*Today (April 21st) is Shen Jie's birthday, yay!

*This chapter is also known as "My Two Worlds with Her"

At Shen Jie's request, Xiao Yao changed to another song.

"I woke up crying because I dreamt you left; as the night wind blows through the window, can you feel my love?"

Suddenly, the ceiling above my head shook with a "bang".

"When we grow old, will you still be by my side? I'll watch those vows and lies fade away with time..."

Shen Jie quietly looked up into Xiao Yao's eyes.

How many people have admired your youthful beauty, but who can withstand the relentless changes of time? How many have come and gone in your life, but know that I will always be by your side.

"You're such a shrew!" A rather shrewish voice rang out from upstairs: "It's been a few hours, you little brat, what are you doing here!"

Knowing he was in the wrong, Xiao Yao stuck out his tongue and put the guitar aside.

Shen Jie, however, seemed completely oblivious to the cursing upstairs, and instead rested her chin on her hand, lost in her own thoughts.

"Stay with me tonight?" Xiao Yao asked hesitantly.

“Dog, I don’t believe what you’re saying,” Shen Jie didn’t directly answer the question, but instead opened up a new avenue: “You said that others admire my youthful appearance, and only you can withstand the ruthless changes of time, right?”

Xiao Yao thought to himself, "Isn't this just song lyrics?" But he replied, "Yes."

"I don't believe you," Shen Jie said with a mischievous smile. "I'll be back in 30 years in a couple of days. You'll have to spend some time with me then, and then I'll believe you."

"?" Xiao Yao was a little confused for a moment, thinking, "You always manage to come up with something new for me: What do you mean?"

“Hey,” Shen Jie smiled and leaned forward, “I’ll believe what you just sang if I go on a date with my old self.”

After saying this, the girl slowly opened the wardrobe door: "I already used up my time with you yesterday, so I have to go back today. Don't just think about yourself, okay?"

Shen Jie returned to 2034, and Shen Tianyun was indeed asleep. The room was pitch black. On her way to the bed, she accidentally kicked a stool.

"Hiss—oh, oh..."

"Little Mom?" Shen Tianyun was startled awake by the voice, staring with dazed eyes in the darkness: "You're back?"

"Nannan, I'm here," Shen Jie called out gently.

“I thought you were going to be with your stepfather over there again today,” Shen Tianyun muttered, moving closer to the wall to leave half of the blanket for Shen Jie. “Come on over.”

Shen Jie jumped onto the bed and hugged Shen Tianyun tightly: "Mommy's here, little kitty~~~"

“Meow, Mommy~” Shen Tianyun said.

The two girls hugged each other tightly, cheek to cheek.

Shen Jie felt Shen Tianyun's warm body; her breath tickled her face.

She enjoys this sense of intimacy and loves sharing the little things and emotions of life with her daughter.

Her fingers gently brushed through Shen Tianyun's hair, lingering on her soft strands and smooth skin.

At that moment, she felt as if time had stood still, and everything became quiet and harmonious.

"Mom," Shen Tianyun, who was in his arms, spoke up, "Are you really going to keep 'that woman' with Little Daddy?"

"Hmm," Shen Jie replied vaguely, "The little mom has her own judgment, and the kitten is obedient."

Fortunately, Shen Tianyun didn't dwell on the issue: "I'll keep an eye on them—you'll have to come back to see me often."

"Do you even need to tell me that, you little rascal?" Shen Jie said with a smile, pinching Shen Tianyun's cheek.

The mother and daughter fell into a deep sleep and slept until dawn, but Shen Jie did not hear the birds chirping outside the window.

In the ever-present thick fog, there is only a deathly silence.

The surrounding environment was already slightly illuminated, and with the help of the morning light, she carefully examined her daughter.

The girl's sleeping face was utterly pure. Her short hair was spread out on the pillow, forming a soft arc. Her eyelashes fluttered, and her lips were slightly parted, revealing a faint smile, as if she were having a sweet dream.

Looking around, although the room wasn't large, it was filled with their life and memories.

and also……

And also with "him".

In any case, she had to admit that being with him wasn't without its happy and warm moments.

The young girl gazed at her daughter, feeling a powerful emotion welling up inside her—the continuation of life. As a mother, her blood, heart, and thoughts would be passed on through this girl, perpetuating her own life and values.

This continuation is not merely physiological, but also psychological and emotional. Her daughter will inherit her genes, love, and way of thinking, becoming her deepest continuation of life, an eternal existence and hope.

Shen Jie took a deep breath, a feeling that filled her with immense joy and contentment.

"Did the girl you always talked about give you her hair ribbon?" Xiao Yao's singing voice rang in the girl's ears again.

Artistic youths are so romantic.

Unfortunately, Shen Tianyun neither uses hairbands nor hair clips.

Shen Jie casually picked up a fallen hair from the pillow and held it up in the morning light to examine it.

This strand of hair was soft and smooth, shimmering with a faint golden light, like a thin thread of gold.

Shen Jie gently wrapped the hair around her finger.

Ah, blond hair, I've actually thought about dyeing it too.