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

The three of them ultimately decided to take the subway and arrived at the entrance of No. 7 Girls' High School. At least they weren't late.

Xiao Yao instructed Xiong Ji to watch the main gate, while he chose a locked side door and had Daiyu keep an eye on the other back door.

Less than thirty minutes later, Daiyu called.

“I saw her,” the ribbonfish exclaimed excitedly on the other end of the phone. “Sure enough, someone pulled strings for her.”

"She didn't see you, did she?" Xiao Yao's heart was pounding.

"No, didn't you tell me not to alert her?" Ribbonfish said excitedly, "I definitely didn't see her, but Brother Yao, she really did have someone come to pick her up."

"Who's coming to pick us up?" Xiao Yao touched the imaginary hat on his head. "Her dad?"

"I don't know, I didn't see anyone," said the ribbonfish. "There was just a black Mercedes, the license plate number is AXXXXX..."

“That should be right,” Xiao Yao said. “That’s her family’s car; her driver must have come to pick her up.”

"Alright, whatever. You hurry up and inform Little Bear," said Ribbonfish. "I'm leaving now. I need to go to the hospital to be with Yan Xiao."

Xiao Yao swallowed the words "You're an idiot," and instead said, "You're such a love-struck fool."

"You think you have the right to talk about me like that?" Ribbonfish laughed.

"No, no," Xiao Yao said. "Tsk, shouldn't you have taken a taxi and followed us?"

"Okay, don't overthink it," said the ribbonfish. "Where are we going to get a taxi during rush hour? I'm hanging up now. Remember to treat me to seafood."

"Okay, I'll treat you to ribbonfish sashimi next time," Xiao Yao said.

"roll!"

The following Tuesday, Xiao Yao finally took her restless baby to learn how to play "Little Tadpoles Find Their Mother".

He gave up guarding the main gate and chose to stay at the side gate where he had been yesterday, giving the gate where the ribbonfish were kept watch to Tianyun.

Xiao Yao had his own agenda—although he didn't know what he had done to offend Shen Jie, she simply didn't want to see him for the time being.

Let's try using familial "moral blackmail" and see if mothers always soften when they see their daughters.

At least they should make things clear; this request is not unreasonable at all.

Just as I was pondering this, I saw through the openwork iron gate that an old man was shakily unlocking the lock hanging on the gate.

! !

Before Xiao Yao could even compose himself, the petite girl, the figure he had been longing for, suddenly appeared from among them.

She was wearing sunglasses and a mask, making it difficult for Xiao Yao to recognize her face at first, but her figure was all too familiar.

I've rarely seen white plaid trousers, white plaid socks, and white plaid sneakers, but that backpack...

Definitely, there's no mistake.

Xiao Yao gritted his teeth and strode forward.

Chapter 410 The Opposite of Love

2024-03-31

Xiao Yao gritted his teeth and strode forward to follow.

"Shen Jie." "Shen Jie." "Shen Jie."

The girl in sunglasses and a mask ignored Xiao Yao's repeated calls and hurried forward, as if Shen Jie were a complete stranger.

"Shen Jie?" Xiao Yao had no choice but to follow closely behind: "Excuse me, are you Shen Jie?"

Ultimately, you can't just reach out and snatch someone's sunglasses and mask in the street, can you?

The girl, however, seemed deaf, continuing to walk straight ahead without speeding up or stopping.

"You're Shen Jie, right?" Xiao Yao asked again.

The girl neither nodded nor shook her head, and naturally, she did not speak.

Xiao Yao looked up and saw a familiar black Mercedes, and a driver in a suit and sunglasses, who was opening the car door and looking in their direction.

He instinctively reached out to grab the girl's elbow, but she didn't let him touch her. Instead, as if she had been attacked, she instinctively used karate moves to retaliate.

Xiao Yao is now a martial arts expert, and he blocked with his hand. The two exchanged a few moves on the spot, neither of them gaining the upper hand.

"Ouch!" the girl cried out. "What are you doing?"

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," Xiao Yao quickly apologized, and ran over to pat Yu Luying's head: "Where, where, is this the place?"

Behind the driver, Shen Jie hurried a few steps, her figure disappearing into the door of the black Mercedes.

Despite his unhappy period, he still felt a childlike joy at the overwhelming snowfall.

Although Shanghai is known for its convenient transportation, large population, and beautiful environment, the heavy snowfall in 2004 was an unusual natural phenomenon for the city.

"What are you trying to do?" Xiao Yao hissed.

For this international metropolis, which only gets snowfall once every 10 years on average, such snow is a rare occurrence.

Like all southerners, Xiao Yao felt a little happy and excited.

As Yu Luying spoke, she touched the right side of the top of her head with her fingerless gloved hand.

The intermittent snowfall lasted for 10 days, during which the snow accumulation reached a depth of 5 centimeters.

--split line--

The driver then backed away while cautiously observing Xiao Yao. Seeing that Xiao Yao seemed to have given up on arguing, he turned around, got into the car, and then the Mercedes-Benz turned around, drove past Xiao Yao, and sped away.

He was naturally indifferent to the disasters that such rare snowfall would bring, and the school's closure was actually a good thing.

Thursday, June 2004, 12.

At dusk that day, snow began to fall.

Yu Luying turned her head and dodged.

Just then, the driver, who had been standing with his hands at his sides in front of the car door, rushed over and blocked Xiao Yao's way.

Just as Xiao Yao was about to speak again, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, followed by a cold sensation that ran from his collar down his spine to his lower back.

The late-arriving snow missed Christmas Eve, so it was chosen to fall on the eve of the New Year.

The setting sun cast a forlorn image on the car window with the curtains drawn.

"Watch the ball!" Xiao Yao shouted, throwing a tightly rolled snowball at Yu Luying.

The boy quickly bent down, temporarily slowing his downward thrusts that created an inexplicable wet stain in his crotch.

"Fine, you!" Xiao Yao shouted, bending over and turning around to hug himself in the snow, trying to avoid being the only one embarrassed.

Tianyun, however, had already left behind a string of silvery laughter and darted away more than ten meters away like a little monkey.

"Don't run!" Xiao Yao chased after him.

"Old hunchback! You're running so fast! You can't catch up even if you kowtow!" Tianyun shouted.

Yu Luying also covered her mouth and laughed.

After they had fought and made a ruckus, the three of them started building a snowman.

"Tell me, what is Mom doing right now?" Tianyun asked, seemingly unsure of who she was referring to, as she busied herself with her work.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yao felt the previously somewhat cheerful atmosphere turn cold again, and even his back, which had been damp just moments before, now seemed to have frozen solid.

Xiao Yao straightened his back, punched it with his hand, and didn't say anything.

These days, Xiao Yao hasn't gone to the Seventh Girls' High School anymore, but Tian Yun goes there to wait for him every day.

However, Shen Jie was never seen again.

"Xiao Yao," Tianyun changed the subject when no one spoke, "Give me some more money!"

"Why do you need it again?" Grandet Shaw frowned. "Didn't I just give you pocket money a couple of days ago?"

"That's all?" Tianyun said with a sneer, "Are you trying to fetch a beggar?"

Yu Luying smiled, patted the snow off her palms, and began to rummage through her own pockets.

“You spoil her,” Xiao Yao stopped her, “I’ll pay for it myself.”

"Aren't you also suffering from poverty?" Yu Luying said gently, "Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you."

"Okay, okay." Xiao Yao agreed verbally, but secretly wondered—when did these two women become so close?

Kids are just so unpredictable.

Although I'm actually just a kid myself, Xiao Yao thought.

“Xiao Yao,” Shen Tianyun changed the subject again, “You lost your temper with Grandma at noon, which was wrong of you, and I really disapprove of it. I’ve been holding it in all afternoon, but I feel I have to say something.”

"What did he do now?" Yu Luying asked, her expression turning displeased.

"It's my fault," Xiao Yao said hurriedly. "I don't know what's wrong with me lately. Maybe I just haven't recovered yet."

"It's a bit cold," Yu Luying gently stamped her little feet. "Let's go back first."

"Alright then." Xiao Yao hadn't had enough fun yet, but he reluctantly agreed.

The three of them stepped back a few paces, admired the half-finished snowman they had just built, and went upstairs together.