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

As he said this, the boy's nose also felt a little sore.

Tianyun's crying gradually subsided, then turned into sobs, and finally her breathing became softer and softer as she fell asleep in Xiao Yao's arms.

Xiao Yao, however, was not sleepy at all.

First of all, we know that holding a girl in this position is actually very uncomfortable, and it's not easy for her to fall asleep.

Moreover, this truly is a Christmas Eve without peace, Xiao Yao thought.

He couldn't understand how he had gone from a successful "winner in life" to a single father raising his child alone in such a short time.

Of course, there's also Grandma.

Of course, his daughter is his hope and continuation in life.

As long as her daughter is still by her side, it seems that things haven't reached the worst point yet.

There is still hope, there is something to look forward to.

This is true from any perspective and in any sense.

Although he was very reluctant to admit it to himself, Xiao Yao had to face the fact that Shen Jie seemed to really be in trouble.

The problem lies with Shen Jie, not just Shen Hongsheng.

Since Lucia has maintained contact with her.

Since she wasn't trapped in the basement by her father, and was still attending school normally, and even had a cell phone.

That means she's deliberately avoiding contact with me.

This is very...obvious.

Could the sudden closure of the time portal to 2034 be related to this?

To be conservative, let's say 80%.

Last time, my daughter passed away, leaving behind an empty room.

This time it was the opposite: the room was gone, but the daughter remained.

It's completely behind.

Thinking about Shen Jie's inexplicable behavior, Xiao Yao felt resentment rising in his heart again.

However, as the saying goes, no matter what Shen Hongsheng and his daughter Shen Jie are doing, as long as their daughter is still alive, it means that Shen Jie will eventually marry him—well, marry him, well, anyway, marry him and have his babies.

The road is winding, but the future is bright.

However, her unusual behavior of emotional abuse should not be glossed over or made the norm.

Honestly, she has such a good personality, what made her suddenly become like this for no reason?

Xiao Yao carefully pulled his arm out from under Tian Yun's neck. Fortunately, the child was a heavy sleeper and was not woken up.

Then, he considerately tucked her in and leaned down to kiss her cheek.

I picked up my phone and sent Shen Jie a "Merry Christmas" message.

Unsurprisingly, no reply was received.

Xiao Yao walked to the window and gazed out.

Midnight has passed; it's no longer Christmas Eve, but Christmas Day.

The north wind outside is still strong, but there is still no snow.

As if to boost his confidence, Xiao Yao opened the bottom drawer of the dresser and carefully took out the marriage certificate, which had faded a little.

His marriage certificate with Shen Jie.

As Xiao Yao opened the cover, he had a bad feeling, an unconscious unease—why did this marriage certificate look different from what he remembered?

……

Until Yu Luying's bright smiling face appeared before him.

Xiao Yao closed the marriage certificate, rubbed his eyes, and opened it again.

For some inexplicable reason, I burst out laughing.

The marriage certificate clearly lists the names "Xiao Yao" and "Yu Luying". In the marriage certificate photo, Xiao Yao and Yu Luying, wearing green coats and smiling brightly, are seen in front of a red backdrop.

The boy gently stroked Yu Luying's face in the photo.

damn it.

It’s over.

It’s over.

It's definitely over.

Completely finished.

In that instant, the last vestige of Xiao Yao's belief in his "predestined future" completely collapsed.

The young man turned around and looked at his daughter, who was fast asleep on the bed. He stared at her intently, as if afraid that Tianyun would disappear right in front of him at any moment.

Fortunately, this did not happen.

This photo... could it be the one the photographer snapped on the day the three of them went to Navarre for a wedding?

Wait a minute, I remember I wasn't wearing a green military overcoat that day.

Are you wearing it? Or not?

Xiao Yao frowned and tapped his temples lightly with his bent knuckles.

and many more……

He examined the marriage certificate photo again closely and felt that the two people in it didn't look like teenagers at all; judging from their eyebrows and makeup, they were at least twenty-two or twenty-three years old.

Hmm, then it probably isn't.

As Xiao Yao pondered this, he dialed Yu Luying's phone number.

Then, I pressed the button just before the call was connected.

Heaven knows how he spent that night. The next morning, Xiao Yao got up and rushed to the Sacred Heart Church.

Tianyun also woke up and insisted on going together, so he had no choice but to take her.

After enduring the agonizingly drawn-out Christmas morning mass with a burning heart, Xiao Yao strode forward, pulled Yu Luying aside, and, ignoring her dissatisfaction, silently handed her the marriage certificate as an explanation.

Yu Luying was naturally very surprised. In fact, her little face was white with a hint of red, red with a hint of black, black, green, blue, and purple. After changing through so many different colors, it finally became pink and rosy, looking so beautiful.

Without saying a word, she slammed the marriage certificate onto Xiao Yao's chest with a "smack," gritted her teeth, and turned to leave.

Xiao Yao wanted to chase after them, but he saw Yu Luying's father watching him from a distance, and Tianyun was pulling his arm in the opposite direction. So he quickly stuffed the red book into his pocket and led Tianyun away from the church.

"What are you showing her? That red booklet isn't... " Tianyun asked as she walked.

“No, it can’t be,” Xiao Yao quickly said, “That’s my…my…junior high school graduation certificate.”

"Are you crazy?" Tianyun said, "Why did you give her your junior high school diploma?"

Tianyun's emotions were still somewhat unstable, but there was also a hint of excitement in them. Xiao Yao spent most of the rest of the weekend accompanying Tianyun shopping.

With the unique Chinese mentality of "since we're already here," and unable to figure out how to get back for the time being, Tianyun, like the protagonist of every online novel who transmigrates, began to try to accept the fact that she had "transmigrated."

Furthermore, she was filled with a desire to explore and a sense of curiosity about this new world—well, the old world—that existed 30 years ago.

On the other hand, since Tianyun's wardrobe is still in 2034, Xiao Yao has to help his daughter buy some suitable clothes to change into.

Despite several arguments, Tianyun eventually compromised because she was penniless and Xiao Yao had all the money in his hands, allowing Xiao Yao to dress her up to his liking.

Xiao Yao was enjoying himself, and it temporarily distracted him from the fact that his wife had run away.

"Just accept your fate," Xiao Yao said with a smile. "Who told you to develop the bad habit of going out without money?"

"Are you kidding me?" Tianyun rolled her eyes in her signature way. "Who uses cash anymore?"

"Looks like you'll have to get used to this unconventional era." Xiao Yao chuckled as he ruffled Tian Yun's hair.

“It seems so,” Tianyun sighed, “You ancient people were really backward.”

“There’s nothing we can do about that,” Xiao Yao said. “We also have to consider the course of history.”

“That’s really violent,” Tianyun said. “By the way, who is it this year? Is it him?”

"What is he?" Xiao Yao asked, bewildered. "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing," Tianyun said, changing the subject when she saw that Xiao Yao didn't understand. "Hey Xiao Yao, do I really look tacky in this outfit?"

“Not at all,” Xiao Yao said. “Maybe it was outdated in your time, but it’s in style now.”

"Red Donnie?" Tianyun's face was full of suspicion.

Finally, Monday, the day after school, arrived. Xiao Yao, carrying his schoolbag, led Xiong Ji and Dai Yu out of the school gate as fast as he could.

"Brother Yao, how do we get there?" Daiyu asked. "By the subway?"

"Why take the subway? Let's take a taxi." Xiao Yao looked around: "Speed ​​is of the essence in war."

"You need to be sure," Little Bear said, "Is it really faster to take a taxi at this time?"

Tianyun had originally volunteered to participate in the blockade, but Xiao Yao, for certain reasons, did not agree, instead promising her pocket money to persuade her to stay home and wait obediently.