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

"Then what are you looking for in my book?" Xiao Yao got annoyed looking at the innocent-looking little eyes behind the class monitor's glasses.

"Because I couldn't find Wang Yang's problem set, so I..."

"You all come to me when you lose something, right?" Xiao Yao felt like a string in his brain had snapped, and all the blood in his body rushed to his head.

He almost roared, but noticing the strange looks from his classmates, he forced himself to lower the volume of the rest of his sentence: "Why would I need a math workbook, that thing that everyone hates?"

"Xiao Yao, don't misunderstand. It's not that I lost it. Everyone has exercise books, it's not rare. It's just that everyone has them, and they all look the same, so it's possible that someone might have taken the wrong one or put it in the wrong place. I saw that you hadn't come back from class yet, so something might have happened, and I just wanted to check. If you said you didn't have it, then you didn't. I'm sorry."

"No, no, I said no, so it's no." Xiao Yao didn't let the class monitor's "you can't reason with a hooligan" attitude get the better of him. He picked up his schoolbag, dumped its contents onto the table, and then picked out the yellow-covered math workbook from a pile of books.

"Look carefully, this is the only one, it's mine, the cover has my name on it, and I wrote all the words inside..."

Xiao Yao casually spread the exercise book out on the table, not noticing why it felt a bit too thick in his hand.

Then, the moment his gaze fell upon the open booklet, his heart stopped.

"I found my workbook, sorry." Just as Xiao Yao felt his heart pounding and was about to resign and go home to find another job, the class monitor's attention was drawn to a voice coming from the front of the classroom.

"I'm sorry, I lost this book cover and didn't recognize it. I thought I couldn't find it anymore..." Although Wang Yang said sorry, his attitude was not apologetic at all. After saying that, he sat back down.

Xiao Yao certainly didn't have time to argue with him about this, because inside the exercise book spread out on the table was probably a light pink, lace-trimmed garment with two rabbits, one big and one small, printed on it.

To put it simply, it's a pair of women's underwear.

Xiao Yao realized that the class monitor hadn't seen what was tucked inside his workbook, so he hurriedly closed it and clutched it tightly in his hand.

Ignoring the class monitor's insincere apology, Xiao Yao said it was all a misunderstanding and that he was very magnanimous. After checking the chair, he leaned on his chest and slumped back to his seat.

As soon as he sat down, Xiao Yao's vision went black for a moment.

……

He recovered after a few seconds.

Yu Luying, sitting in the front row, was frowning as she looked towards Xiao Yao.

Wait… that dreaded workbook, is your hand empty? What if she sees it…?

Seeing that Xiao Yao seemed to be unharmed, Yu Luying turned back.

Oh, the workbook is on the table.

He discreetly observed whether his classmates were paying attention to him, then reached into his desk and fumbled to open his workbook.

My fingertips felt a texture different from paper; it was fabric.

Thankfully, my underwear is still there.

This made Xiao Yao breathe a sigh of relief, and his wildly beating heart finally calmed down.

If the class monitor had seen that thing just now... hehe.

Why can't I pull it?

He looked down into the drawer and saw that the underwear was pinned to the book pages like a specimen with several pins.

Wonderful.

Xiao Yao didn't dare to keep his head buried in the table. He could only grope with both hands to pull out the pins one by one, and then carefully roll up his underwear in his palm and stuff it into his pocket.

Don't panic, analyze the situation calmly.

Regardless of whether the underwear belonged to Yu Luying or not, someone must have slipped it into her workbook while she was out of the classroom.

This could be retaliation for his recent investigation, or it could have been a setup from the beginning to frame him; we don't know.

However, it's impossible to avoid the attention of the whole class by nailing it in place with so many pins, making it neat and tidy.

Yesterday, I finished my workbook by myself while Teacher Yao was on the phone, then put it in my bag, carried it home by myself.

Today, I brought my own schoolbag to school and, apart from going to the office with Xiaoxiong, I hardly left the classroom.

Therefore, based on scientific reasoning, it can be deduced that the person who had the opportunity to tamper with the workbook to frame someone else was—

A. Grandma, Shen Tianyun. The two of them could easily take advantage of Xiao Yao while he was sleeping, whether it was taking his workbook or his head.

B. The whole class conspired together. The bear used a diversionary tactic, the teacher assigned homework, and the others finished their workbooks. They must have killed a little girl named Armstrong in their past life.

C. No need to think about it anymore, the murderer is myself. I've already time-traveled, so dual personality and memory manipulation are nothing new.

Could it really be Shen Tianyun? ...

Rather than having any of the three inferences above come true, it would be better to simply plead guilty and go to jail.

Xiao Yao looked around again.

He felt that the silence around him was somewhat unusual.

Teacher Yao had already sat back down behind the podium at some point, her eyes looking tired;

Most of the students were working diligently on the problems;

Ouyang Qianqian was lost in thought, while Yu Luying seemed to have finished her questions and was resting on the table.

Everything seemed the same as usual, but Xiao Yao's heart was far from at peace.

Because, no matter how much he denies it in his heart, he was the one who stole Yu Luying's underwear and framed her for it...

Most likely, it's among this group of people.

The only person who would never participate, the only person who was also a victim, the only person I could trust, was the one who led the distrust of me.

Xiao Yao gazed at Yu Luying's back as she slumped over her desk, her long hair cascading down her shoulders, looking so disheveled and weary.

He suddenly realized that he had been going in the wrong direction all along.

The rumors about the underwear thief, the truth hidden behind the mysterious phenomenon—none of that matters at all.

All I care about is...

she was.

Chapter 32 Reconciliation

Yu Luying was angry when she pressed the left and right brakes on the bicycle.

The sudden chest pain during self-study class and Xiao Yao's apparent unconsciousness both worried her, but...

The girl's two snow-white sneakers were propped up on the ground, and her thick white cotton socks peeked out from the tops of the shoes and the legs of her blue school trousers.

"You followed me after school again?"

Then came a loud bang as Xiao Yao, unable to brake in time, crashed straight into Yu Luying's rear wheel.

"You have……"

"I have something to tell you." Xiao Yao decisively decided to abandon any attempts to be clever, such as "My home is in this direction too."

"I have nothing to say to you."

Despite saying that, the girl still got off the bike and put down the kickstand.

"Tsk, what's wrong now?" Xiao Yao also parked his bicycle on the side of the road and said with a smile, "I thought we made up."

"Yeah, we're back together. So you can run around asking around and telling everyone, are you afraid that if they find out I'm missing... are there too few people like that? Do you have to make me the female lead in the tenth most mysterious incident in school before you're satisfied?"

"not me……"

"Do you know how people are laughing at me now? Do you know what they call me behind my back?"

"What did I call you?"

The usually taciturn Yu Luying suddenly started talking like a machine gun: "Are you being so supportive because I doubted you? Or is it because I forced myself to believe you?"

"You believe me?"

"Otherwise what? Don't you understand what I meant by going out for skewers with you after school the day before yesterday? If you don't understand, then I'm formally apologizing and admitting my mistake now. I, Yu Luying, was wrong, terribly wrong. I shouldn't have doubted an honest and kind classmate, even if this classmate never hid his ill intentions towards me, even if this classmate confessed to me and was rejected but still kept pestering me, even if I feel pain when this classmate is now using some kind of witchcraft to make him feel pain..."

Enraged, Yu Luying raised her toes and kicked Xiao Yao in the shinbone.

A sharp pain shot through her calf, and Yu Luying squatted down on her own.

“My feelings for you shouldn’t be described as having ulterior motives,” Xiao Yao retorted gently.

"...Is there anything else you want to say? What else do you want to do?" Yu Luying paused for a moment, then got up, propped her schoolbag up, and sat on the curb next to her.

Just then, two classmates rode past them on bicycles, one of them even whistling. Yu Luying ignored them, simply resting her chin on her hand, her large eyes filled with exhaustion.

"Hmm..." Xiao Yao stopped two steps away from Yu Luying, swallowed the saliva that had accumulated in his mouth, and moistened his throat.

"First of all, this matter has nothing to do with us eating skewers, because I started asking about it during the day two days ago. I am very grateful and touched that you forced yourself to believe me."

"Secondly, I went around asking around, causing a lot of gossip at school. I was too presumptuous, thinking that finding the thief would clear everything up. I didn't consider that doing so would exacerbate your pain, and I apologize."

"No matter how you see me, whether you think I'm a thief or not, I will never publicize this again, seriously."

If my investigation had truly upset her so much, she wouldn't have waited until I came to her to bring it up.

But who knows?

Yu Luying rubbed her calf. Hearing that Xiao Yao had stopped talking, she asked without looking up, "And then?"

“I really like you,” Xiao Yao said calmly. “To be precise, it’s love.”