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

"Xiao Yao, you shameless scoundrel!"

After tossing and turning in bed for an hour or two, he got up indignantly, pulled out the little Bible that Yu Luying had given him last semester, and tried to purify his soul.

This thing is only the size of a palm, with a delicate leather jacket bearing a gold-stamped title, and a small silver cross as the zipper pull.

He casually flipped to a page, his gaze landing on a paragraph.

"...Among these nations, you will find no peace, nor a place to rest; the Lord will disturb your heart, wear down your eyes, and demoralize your spirit there. Your future life will be filled with anxiety and fear, day and night; your life will be without security. Because of your fear and the sights you see, in the morning you will say, 'If only it were evening!' And in the evening you will say, 'If only it were morning!'"

Depend on!

Xiao Yao put down his book, jumped up, opened the wardrobe door, and knocked a few times on the opposite wardrobe door.

There was no response from Shen Tianyun.

"Don't stay out so late again?" Xiao Yao stepped into the mirror.

He gently pushed the wardrobe door open a crack, and pale yellow light slipped into the dark closet.

Yes.

Shen Tianyun sat at her desk with her back to the wardrobe, seemingly engrossed in writing something, completely unaware that the wardrobe door had opened.

Xiao Yao was curious about what could have made this active child sit still at the table.

So he tiptoed out of the wardrobe without closing the door.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that Shen Tianyun was listening to music with earphones in, and the volume was so loud that even Xiao Yao could faintly hear it.

Xiao Yao wanted to snatch what she had written from behind her back to read it, just like when he was playing around with his classmates in junior high school.

But now, looking at the girl in front of him, focused on her desk, with her fluffy short hair, light green nightgown, and two lotus-root-like legs stretching out from under the hem of her dress, gently swaying back and forth.

Thinking back to the chaotic times I used to play around with my classmates, I felt a pang of guilt.

So, Xiao Yao stopped a step behind Shen Tianyun and gently tapped her chair with his toe.

Shen Tianyun jumped in surprise and quickly turned around. Seeing that it was Xiao Yao, she complained that Xiao Yao had scared her while taking off her headphones, closing the notebook in her hand, and then getting up from the chair.

"I knocked on the door," Xiao Yao said softly, taking a half-step back.

"Um, hi." Shen Tianyun leaned back against the desk and greeted him awkwardly.

"Hi..." Xiao Yao didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, how could he talk to the girl in front of him about the troubles of "two girls"? So, he could only give Shen Tianyun an awkward greeting.

"Is there something you need, Xiao Yao?" Shen Tianyun asked.

"Ah... nothing, I just came to see you."

Xiao Yao carefully examined the girl in front of him.

The girl's eyebrows and eyes resembled Shen Jie's, and her appearance was about five or six parts similar. The only similarity between her and Shen Jie seemed to be her large earlobes.

Unlike her mother, this child is about the same height as Yu Luying, and both her appearance and figure are enough to earn her the title of "potential beauty".

"Is there something on my face? Why are you staring at me?" Shen Tianyun rubbed her face in confusion.

"No, I just suddenly thought you were really beautiful."

"Have you been drinking?" Shen Tianyun sniffed lightly, then crossed her arms. "Can you be normal?"

"Okay." Xiao Yao rubbed his hair with both hands. "Actually, I just suddenly realized that I've been neglecting you lately and haven't spent much time caring about you."

“…Okay.” Shen Tianyun paused for a moment, then her gaze softened. “It’s good that you know.”

Indeed, Xiao Yao had been dealing with final exams, spending time and energy on other people, and experiencing various events and adventures both inside and outside the mirror, leaving him with no time to spare. He hadn't even logged into his own game in a long time—thankfully, it was a prepaid game.

“Yunyun, tell Dad the truth,” Xiao Yao said, lifting his chin, “Do you have a boyfriend?”

"Here we go again. No, there you go!" Shen Tianyun rolled her eyes, drew out her words, and straddled back in her chair.

“Actually, it’s okay if you do,” Xiao Yao said seriously. “I’m not an old-fashioned person. We’re the same age. You don’t need to hide this from me.”

"Alright, alright, I'll definitely let you see it when I have it in the future."

"Also, dating is fine, but you must protect yourself and have self-respect and self-love. You need to know what you can and cannot do, especially for girls..."

"Also, it's fine to go out with friends, but try not to stay out all night. It makes your mom and me worry, and it's also bad for your own safety..."

"Bala, bala, bala, bala, bala..."

"Still saying you're not an old relic?" Shen Tianyun looked at him with great interest.

"No, absolutely not, I'm done talking."

“Come here, look at me.” Shen Tianyun straightened up and put her arms around Xiao Yao’s arm. “Xiao Yao, I hope you can give me more trust. I solemnly promise you that although I am sometimes playful, I have a bottom line and I will not do anything reckless.”

"That's good, that's good," Xiao Yao said.

He suddenly remembered what Yu Luying had said to him at the entrance of the War Film City: "I understand my mother's anxiety about me, but she should have more faith in me. She shouldn't be so distrustful of me."

Every family has its own... equally difficult problems?

"I was wrong to cause you two so much worry and misunderstanding before," Shen Tianyun said earnestly. "I will be more careful in the future."

Sure enough, the "law that all the girls around me have become well-behaved lately" worked again, Xiao Yao thought.

"Tianyun, there's something I want to ask you, and I hope you can tell me the truth."

"Hmm, so we're finally getting to the point, right?"

"Shen Jie, your mother, does she...love...me?" Xiao Yao hesitated for a moment, but decided to be direct: "I mean, in the future."

"You two had another fight?" Shen Tianyun frowned.

"No, everything's fine now," Xiao Yao said. "Just answer my questions."

"I love you." Shen Tianyun looked at him for three seconds and answered firmly.

Xiao Yao asked with some skepticism, "Then, can you tell me how I met her, how we fell in love, and how we got together?"

"I don't know," Shen Tianyun replied without hesitation.

"You don't know?"

Do you know how your parents, who are also my maternal grandparents, met?

“Yes, I know. My grandma and my uncle’s houses are across the street from each other. They were introduced by each other,” Xiao Yao said.

Shen Tianyun shrugged.

“I want to see her,” Xiao Yao said.

"Who?"

“Shen Jie, the old version. And myself, I want to meet both of them.” Xiao Yao said, “Just bring them to this room, is that enough?”

"That's fine." Shen Tianyun gently shook her head twice: "As long as I wait for my mom to come back next time..."

"And what about me? Future Xiao Yao, what exactly happened to your father?" Xiao Yao finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked the question that had been weighing on his mind for a month.

"I mean, as long as they both come back next time..."

"Am I dead?" Xiao Yao blurted out, "Was it a car accident? When you were in the car with your mother?"

How could you even have such an idea?!

"I once accidentally saw a photo album in your room—it really was by accident—and there was a short essay tucked inside..."

"You went through my things?" Shen Tianyun asked, her eyes wide.

What were you writing just now?

"I wish he were dead!" Shen Tianyun said angrily.

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yao was taken aback.

“It’s nothing,” Shen Tianyun walked to the bedside, lay down, draped a blanket over herself, and lay on her side with her back to Xiao Yao. “I have to get up early tomorrow, so please turn off the light for me. Thank you, I’m going to sleep now.”

Chapter 77 Strict Teacher

2023-01-08

Xiao Yao had a nightmare that night.

In his dream, he, Yu Luying, and Shen Jie embarked on an adventure together in Teacher Yao's temple.

The three of them fought monsters all night, but in the end, just because he said, "You are all my wings," the two women actually pulled out a wood-chopping knife and started hacking at him.

Fortunately, the sharp weapon couldn't break through Don Quixote's shield and armor. However, Shen Tianyun suddenly appeared out of nowhere and knocked him unconscious from behind with a brick.

Just before losing consciousness, Xiao Yao saw Teacher Yao's figure descend from the sky with demonic wings.

Immediately afterwards, Teacher Yao's image changed to that of another teacher whose face was obscured.

The new teacher's body swelled rapidly, just like the one he had encountered in the hall's office.

The black aura emanating from it was several times, even dozens of times, deeper than that emanating from Teacher Yao.

Then, Xiao Yao woke up.

"Fuck it," he commented.

--split line--

Sometimes, one has to admire the efficiency of schools in Shanghai.