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

Yu Luying, slightly out of breath, pushed Xiao Yao away: "Someone's here!"

"There's no one here," Xiao Yao said, feigning displeasure, though he was secretly amused.

"Inside, did you see that? Inside."

"Damn, that's just a sanitation worker passing by, 800 meters away, and the enemy is in the open while we're in the dark, how could anyone see us?" Xiao Yao said.

This crazy sense of déjà vu suddenly made Xiao Yao wonder if he had really woken up from that long nightmare.

Could it be that I simply "woke up" from the next layer of the dream and entered this layer of the dream space?

“There’s someone inside too, watching us, and laughing.” Yu Luying pointed in another direction.

"Oh, thank you all, that person is on the phone, okay?" Xiao Yao pulled his face hard.

"Don't talk nonsense...it hurts," Yu Luying whispered, "I'm shy..."

"It's alright, no one's watching us, no one can see us," Xiao Yao reassured the girl as he squatted down and reached out to untie her little black leather shoes.

"No, no..." Yu Luying's face was buried in the darkness, so you couldn't see how red her face was: "I, I can do it myself..."

"Oh."

While continuing to look around, Yu Luying hurriedly grabbed the heel of her leather shoe and pulled it off.

Her delicate feet, encased in steaming stockings, were completely exposed to the night air.

After Yu Luying's black leather shoes were removed, her fair feet were revealed. Her feet were small and delicate, tightly wrapped in flesh-colored sheer stockings. The color of the stockings was very close to the color of her skin, and the delicate skin of her calves and insteps could be vaguely seen.

"Aren't you cold wearing such thin clothes?" Xiao Yao stretched out two fingers—using his right thumb and forefinger to pinch the instep and sole of her foot at the same time.

……

……

……

"Phew~" Xiao Yao and Yu Luying both breathed a sigh of relief.

“I thought I’d be interrupted by those unscrupulous security guards again,” Xiao Yao said to Yu Luying.

He tried to get Yu Luying to say something like, "Yes, I thought so too," but Yu Luying replied, "Again? Unscrupulous security guard? What are you talking about?"

As she spoke, she looked somewhat embarrassed and carefully took out a pack of tissues from her bag, pulled out one, and began to bend down to wipe her feet.

"Hello?" Xiao Yao answered his phone.

"What are you two doing? Where did you go?" Shen Jie took a crisp bite of an apple on the other end of the phone: "I'm already home, and I haven't seen you yet."

"Oh," Xiao Yao said in a casual tone, "I already told Grandma. We ate some spicy hot pot outside, then took a walk... to clear our heads and stuff. We'll be back in a bit."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by the crisp sound of biting into an apple.

“Then…” Xiao Yao said.

"Well..." Shen Jie said, "Come back early, don't stay out too late. I just learned how to peel an apple from Grandma, I'll peel one for you when you get back."

"it is good."

Xiao Yao put down the phone and let out a long sigh of relief.

He felt extremely upset.

"Shall we go back soon?" Xiao Yao turned to discuss with Yu Luying.

“I want to walk with you a little longer,” Yu Luying pursed her lips and smiled, “You can’t just… just… finish it all by yourself.”

“No,” Xiao Yao explained, “it’s mainly Grandma…”

A dazzling white light swept in all directions from afar, getting closer and closer.

Holy crap, it's finally going according to the script, isn't it?

Yu Luying abruptly withdrew her half-wiped foot, slipped her still-dry stockings into her black leather shoes, and hastily flattened the heel in her scheming manner. Xiao Yao then reached out...

The beam of light was getting closer and closer. Yu Luying lowered her head to straighten her shirt and reached out to help Xiao Yao straighten his crooked belt.

"You can't even fasten a belt properly," Yu Luying scolded softly.

"Hey, you two over there, what are you doing?" the lackey in a security guard uniform shouted.

"Fuck that old bastard!" A surge of anger rose in Xiao Yao's heart, causing him to utter two or three sentences that were neither in line with the construction of spiritual civilization nor with the "Middle School Student Code of Conduct" and "Middle School Student Daily Behavior Norms," ​​before finally throwing out, "What's it to you!"

The security guard flew into a rage, spreading his wings like an eagle and baring his teeth as he was about to pounce. Xiao Yao rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward when Yu Luying forcibly pulled him away.

"It's thirteen o'clock," Yu Luying whispered, "Run!"

The two walked quickly, easily shaking off the security guard, and effortlessly climbed over a low wall, leaving the park.

The two sat on the edge of the street, looking at each other, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" Yu Luying said.

"I laugh at you, the top student in your grade, quiet little sister," Xiao Yao said with a smile, "yet you're so skilled at climbing over the wall, it's so incongruous."

"What are you laughing at?" Yu Luying said. "You're a good student too!"

"That's right!" Xiao Yao slapped his forehead.

Two good students who don't go home after school and instead get into these kinds of messes, no problem.

As the moon grew high in the sky, the two of them had no choice but to return to their respective homes and find their mothers, just like the other young couples.

The two walked hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, on their way home.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yao turned around and asked with concern.

"It's nothing," Yu Luying said, "It's just that the inside of my shoes feels sticky and uncomfortable."

“…” Xiao Yao said, “Go back and wash and change quickly, so she doesn’t smell it; she’s very familiar with it.”

“I know,” Yu Luying said, “What do you mean by ‘she’s very familiar with her’? I can’t believe you could say something like that.”

"Tsk," Xiao Yao said, "What's the point of burying your head in the sand?"

"When did someone build a grape trellis here?" Yu Luying craned her neck, looking around.

"Gu, gu."

"What kind of bird is making such a creepy sound..." Xiao Yao muttered to himself.

Wait, what the hell? A sense of foreboding washed over Xiao Yao.

A grape trellis? A strange bird? The Earl of Nottingham? Am I really still dreaming?

One more time?

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the branch where the white crow had appeared in his dream.

However, there were no branches; there were no trees in that place.

Xiao Yao breathed a slight sigh of relief when he saw a black bird perched on the grape trellis.

"Go away, go away!" Xiao Yao waved his hand and shouted to drive it away.

“The little crow was perfectly fine,” Yu Luying said. “Why did you provoke it?”

“You don’t understand,” Xiao Yao said, “encountering crows is an ominous sign.”

“The young man is quite superstitious,” Yu Luying said.

The two continued walking home, chatting casually about school along the way. Then, under Xiao Yao's deliberate prompting, they started talking about "narcolepsy," and finally, Yu Luying brought the topic back to school.

They talked about the "Dongfanghongzhou" military training, which had been postponed to next month. Xiao Yao, like every middle school student, complained about the meaning of the military training.

“We already had a week of military training when we entered high school,” Xiao Yao said. “We have to do it again in the second year. To hell with Dongfanghongzhou, it’s all just formalism, completely meaningless stuff…”

"Military training is quite meaningful, although I can't possibly like it," Yu Luying said earnestly, "Participating in military training can cultivate students' sense of collectivism. Having a strong sense of collectivism has always been a fine tradition of our Chinese nation, but now many students are only children and don't have a deep understanding of 'collectivism'. During military training, the school will divide students into different teams for training. In the process of training, students can feel the power of the collective, which is conducive to cultivating students' sense of collective honor and helping them establish a correct sense of collectivism..."

Xiao Yao was naturally too lazy to listen to this nonsense and too lazy to argue with her, so he casually said, "Yes! The vice class monitor is right!"

“I’m the class representative,” Yu Luying blurted out.

A smile appeared on Xiao Yao's lips, but Yu Luying's smile gradually froze.

He remembered clearly that Yu Luying in reality did not hold any position in the class. This "vice class monitor is right" and "I am the academic representative" joke only appeared in Xiao Yao's (and Shen Jie's) "dream".

"The little chicks have shown their black feet, haven't they?" Xiao Yao said in a deliberately casual tone.

"What did you say?" Yu Luying looked puzzled.

“I’m telling you, you’ve given yourself away,” Xiao Yao raised his right hand and gently pushed Yu Luying’s forehead with his index finger: “You’ve let something slip.”

"I don't know what you're talking about." Yu Luying looked a little angry.

"Still pretending?" Xiao Yao started to get even angrier than her.

Chapter 401 If you don't love me anymore, then break up?

2023-12-06

Before going home that day, Xiao Yao and Yu Luying had a big fight.

Since Shen Tianyun suddenly appeared in the world, the two of them had never had such a fierce argument.

Many of you have probably experienced this to some extent: when children make mistakes, parents can forgive them, but if they refuse to admit their mistakes and stubbornly deny them, it often infuriates their parents.