You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Seeing Hairtail like this, Xiao Yao was a little unhappy and led the two of them to sit on the sofa that Shen Tianyun had just tidied.

The leather football had the autograph of soccer star Irving on it and was a birthday present from Zhang Jialong. The gift from Hairtail was a serial number for exchanging for the "Ghost Dragon" mount in "Bloodline II".

"Wow - brother, you gave me this good horse, how can I repay you?" Xiao Yao was a little afraid to accept it.

"Well, a BMW should be matched with a hero. I didn't ask you to be my godfather, so why are you being so polite?" Hairtail said jokingly.

Everyone laughed.

Xiao Yao and Shen Jie told Zhang Jialong and Daiyu about their trip to Qingpu, where they were caught by Song Haijian at the 7 Days Inn. Zhang Jialong and Daiyu looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Even if we don't have any evidence against him," Zhang Jialong said in a deep voice, "but are schools and teachers reasonable? Isn't it just what they say? Song Haijian has been disliking you for a long time. I guess he won't let it go this time. We need to think of a solution together..."

"Brother Long." This time it was Daiyu's turn to remind him not to create anxiety and ruin the atmosphere.

"It's okay, there will definitely be a way." Zhang Jialong comforted Xiao Yao.

"Ah, how could you two be so unlucky after going out? Why didn't you tell me?" Shen Tianyun had been chatting with Daiyu about something since just now, and suddenly interrupted: "But, can't you just tell your teacher Song that you two are cousins?"

"Okay," Xiao Yao said, "Brother Long knows that she is not my cousin."

"Oh." Shen Tianyun said.

Daiyu kept whispering to Shen Tianyun. Xiao Yao felt a little uncomfortable, but he had no reason to stop them. Everyone was talking about Song Haijian. After a while, Xiong Ji and Shen Bin also came.

Shen Bin gave Xiao Yao a magnetic globe night light, and Xiong Ji's birthday present was a metal statue - covered in European plate armor, tall and slender, with a well-proportioned body. Except for the color changed to metallic, it was the mysterious white knight who killed everyone in Teacher Yao's hall that time.

"This is..." Xiao Yao's jaw almost dropped: "You did it?"

"I asked someone to do it specially. It's good, isn't it?" Xiong Ji said "hush" mysteriously.

Everyone praised him, except Shen Jie, who looked uneasy because she felt that Xiong Ji should not reveal elements of "that world" in front of irrelevant people.

"Xiong Ji, do you know that Song Haijian..."

……

The next person to arrive was Chen Lu, and she was not alone.

Behind her, there was another girl.

The girl was wearing a gray outfit, a gray coat and trousers, a white T-shirt underneath, a pair of cartoon white socks and breathable N-shaped sneakers. She was holding a small and unique music box in her hand and carrying a backpack.

"You...what are you doing..." Xiao Yao was a little dazed.

"My friend." Chen Lu explained.

"Hello, everyone," the girl in gray bowed to everyone present, "My name is Zhao Xiaomei, and I'm a good friend of classmate Xiao Yao."

Shen Jie, who was drinking water, spat it out on the ground.

Chapter 112 Happy Reunion

2023-02-17

Xiao Yao was greatly surprised by the uninvited visit of the spirited girl Zhao Xiaomei.

If chatting with me and calling my house were still considered normal behavior within Xiao Yao's cognition, then killing me directly at my door would be... Emmmmm...

"I didn't tell her about my birthday." Xiao Yao said to Shen Jie in a low voice, but because he was in a hurry, he didn't speak very well, and basically... everyone heard it.

"As good friends, do we need to tell each other our birthdays?" Zhao Xiaomei was able to do it without feeling awkward at all.

"I don't even know her birthday." Xiao Yao really lowered his voice this time, so much so that Shen Jie didn't hear what he said at all.

"Okay, okay, I know." Shen Jie just said this.

Since Shen Jie had already expressed her disgust at the unclear relationship between him and Zhao Xiaomei, Xiao Yao decided to bravely save his own life first: "Classmate Zhao Xiaomei," he emphasized the pronunciation of the word "classmate": "I am very grateful that you came to support me on my birthday, really. I am even more embarrassed to accept your gift, and as you can see, my place is very small..."

Chen Lu opened his mouth to speak, but Shen Jie grabbed his sleeve first: "Everyone here is a guest. We can always find a seat if we squeeze in."

As she spoke, she walked over with a smile on her face, took the exquisite music box from Zhao Xiaomei's hand, pushed her to sit on the bed, and asked Xiao Yao to get her slippers.

"There are no slippers left." Xiao Yao made a bitter face.

"Then don't bother." Shen Jie greeted Zhao Xiaomei.

"It's okay, I can just go barefoot." Zhao Xiaomei said as she was about to untie her shoelaces.

"No, no, no, the floor is dirty." Shen Jie wanted to stop her, but failed. She saw her take off her shoes and walk on the floor in her socks, and then she put her shoes back at the door of the soap room.

Xiao Yao felt a little sorry for the innocent pair of white socks. He followed Zhao Xiaomei to the soap room, picked up the mop, dipped it in water, and went back to the room to mop the floor.

You are very considerate to others, Shen Jie thought to herself.

"Brother Long, what's going on?" Xiao Yao dragged behind Zhang Jialong and whispered in his ear.

“I don’t know…” Zhang Jialong coughed guiltily: “I’ll ask Lulu later to see what’s going on.”

When the sky began to darken, Ouyang Qianqian was the last one to arrive at the venue.

Ouyang Qianqian wore a white lace sun hat with a large brim and a French-style beige pleated long-sleeved dress with a low V-neck and backless design that was too bold for a middle school student. She wore a pair of women's short high-heeled sandals, slightly revealing her toes painted with red nail polish.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaomei was barefoot and everyone else was wearing slippers, she took off her sandals and placed them next to the shoe rack that was no longer full.

"You can wear mine." Shen Jie gave her slippers to Ouyang Qianqian and went barefoot herself.

"No need to."

In fact, it is obviously not accurate to say "the last one" because the two people with the surname Yu have not arrived yet.

"Come on, everyone, help move it." Shen Jie and Shen Tianyun lifted the dining table from both sides. Xiao Yao and several other boys hurried to help lift the square dining table from the window to the center of the room.

Then, Shen Tianyun covered the square table with a wooden round plate with a rotating glass base underneath.

"Brother." Ouyang Qianqian did not sit down. She pressed down the brim of her hat, took out an envelope from her bag and handed it over, saying it was a birthday present.

"Let me see what good stuff you have." Strangely enough, Shen Jie snatched the envelope from Ouyang's hand.

Ouyang Qianqian looked indifferent and turned around to sit on the armrest of the sofa.

Before Shen Jie opened the envelope, Zhao Xiaomei interrupted her at the right moment: "Let's guess what Ou Yuqin's gift is, okay?"

"Classmate, my name is not Qu Yuqin. Please call me Ouyang Qianqian. Thank you."

No one paid any attention to her, because everyone was already talking at once: "Envelope? Money? Something so substantial?"

"What kind of money? The envelope is so thin, I guess it's a card."

"What card? A supermarket shopping card?"

"It could also be a super rare mount exchange card, the kind I've never seen before, right Ouyang?"

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you all guessing somewhere else?" Zhao Xiaomei stopped talking again:

"Since this is an envelope, why can't there be a letter inside?"

She first glanced at Ouyang Qianqian with her almond-shaped eyes, and then turned to Xiao Yao meaningfully.

"Letter? Could it be the legendary confession letter?!" Daiyu looked suddenly enlightened, while Ouyang Qianqian remained calm - but people who knew her knew that this attitude did not actually represent any real intention.

Shen Jie had not yet figured out what was going on between Ouyang Qianqian and Zhao Xiaomei, and for a moment she didn't know whether she should open the envelope.

The unsaleable goods that I bought home with great difficulty suddenly became popular. I didn't know whether I should be happy or sad.

Xiao Yao has already seen that this female vixen surnamed Zhao came here just to create chaos in the world. No matter what is in Ouyang Qianqian's envelope, it must be opened immediately to put an end to the endless absurd speculation before his eyes.

"Okay, stop guessing. I'll reveal the answer." Xiao Yao took the envelope back from Shen Jie. The envelope was not sealed, but just folded at the mouth. This made Xiao Yao feel relieved.

Inside the envelope was a... Tarot deck? Beautifully wrapped in plastic, but it didn't cost that much no matter how you thought about it.

Xiao Yao felt a little dissatisfied because Ouyang Qianqian was quite wealthy - this was not to say that Xiao Yao was snobbish and only wanted expensive gifts. The key point was that this thing was not a lucky star, a thousand paper cranes, a handmade greeting card or something else that was made with sincerity. Therefore, no matter from which angle you looked at it, it seemed useless and inexplicable. Moreover, it was put in an envelope with great pretense, which triggered a lot of speculation. This Ouyang Qianqian was really confusing.

"Thank you." Out of politeness, he showed the card to everyone.

Everyone stopped whispering and looked confused and daunted.

In the upper right corner of this tarot card, there is a half sun, and under the sun stands a man wearing a pointed hat and a flowery dress...? The man has green hair, and is looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. He holds a white flower in his left hand and carries a stick on his right shoulder...

The pointed hat on his head, the pointed shoes on his feet, and the words "THE FOOL" at the bottom of the card all indicate his identity.

"THE FOOL." Xiao Yao read out these two words.

"Classmate Qu Qianqian, can you tell me what this is?" It was Zhao Xiaomei again, flashing innocent eyes and asking some fucking questions.

“I don’t know THE FOOL,” said Daiyu, “It means Ganglu. I’m not good at other things, but I’m good at English. If you don’t understand, you can ask me.”

"Really? Then Xiaomei, please ask me seriously for advice someday." Zhao Xiaomei responded to Daiyu with a smile, which made Daiyu smile foolishly.

"What do you mean by a stubborn ass? You, Daiyu, are the stubborn ass," Ouyang Qianqian said dissatisfiedly, "How about calling this a fool?"

"It sounds much better after the new translation." Shen Jie commented with a smile.

"This is the card I drew for my brother. You didn't accept it that day, maybe because the timing wasn't right or the occasion wasn't right. But I think today's timing and occasion are just right." Ouyang Qianqian explained: "The Fool is the 0 position in the Tarot card, representing infinite possibilities, as well as innocence and simplicity."

"Then this really suits you, Xiao Yao." Chen Lu interjected.

"I remember... it seems that the two joker cards in playing cards are derived from the Fool on Tarot cards, right?" Zhao Xiaomei quietly turned into a know-it-all at this time.

"A wise man appears foolishly, Joker, this is a card that only the protagonist gets." Zhang Jialong slapped his hand heavily on Xiao Yao's shoulder, trying to smooth things over.

"I think so too." Xiao Yao said with a smile, "It's like Yugong moving the mountain. Joker is called a big monster in Shanghai dialect, and it's also the biggest card in the deck of playing cards."

"But will the tarot cards be accurate without the person drawing them?" Shen Bin interrupted, "Why don't you let Xiao Yao draw another one himself?"

Chen Lu, Zhao Xiaomei, Xiong Ji and others seconded the motion.

Influenced by Yu Luying, Xiao Yao had no great interest in this kind of mystical stuff. He shook his head and said, "I don't carry it with me - damn, you really carry it with you."

Under the encouragement of the crowd, Xiao Yao followed Ouyang Qianqian's instructions and drew out "Tower", "Chariot" and "Wheel of Fortune" in turn.

Ouyang Qianqian held the three cards in his hand, his expression a little solemn.

"Hurry up and untie it." Everyone urged.

"Tower, first of all, represents..." Ouyang Qianqian said slowly.

At this moment, Xiao Yao was suddenly slapped in the face and saw stars in his eyes.

Everyone only saw that his head tilted for no reason, and then he fell backwards and fell heavily on the closet door.

Before Xiao Yao and the others could react, something that was either a belt or a slipper hit his arm, and a piercing pain came from deep within his body.

"Ah!!!" Xiao Yao jumped up, covering his arm.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Everyone was in a panic.

"It's okay, it's okay. It seems like I was bitten by a bug." Xiao Yao said casually, then quickly ran out of the room covering his arm.

Shen Jie and several others chased out. Xiao Yao had already clenched his teeth, ready to meet the next wave of attacks with an iron will.

As a result, just after Xiao Yao became nervous, the violent behavior stopped.

But Xiao Yao didn't dare to go back, for fear that he would be beaten out of thin air in public again and would have no way to explain.

This reminded Xiao Yao of the classic joke: "Young man, I haven't slept all night, waiting for you to throw the other boot."

"What's going on? What's biting so hard?" Shen Jie seemed very concerned.

"Here," Xiao Yao pretended to lift up his sleeves to show Shen Jie his white and tender arms.

"There's nothing..." Shen Jie examined it in confusion.

"I'm fine, really fine." Xiao Yao waved to the men and women who followed him out: "You guys play first, I want to talk to Shen Jie - Sister Shen."

After a few friends went in, Xiao Yao turned to Shen Jie and said nervously, "Why hasn't Yu Luying come yet? Do you want to give her a call?" He suddenly thought that calling her might be useless in this kind of domestic violence scene, so he changed the topic and said, "How about going over there?"

"Ah?" Shen Jie didn't know whether Xiao Yao was saying that he would go there himself, or was asking her to go there, but no matter which one it was, it was obvious that Xiao Yao did not hide how much he valued Yu Luying.

She could understand, but she wouldn't be happy about it: "I'm going to call my silly sister."

"No, no, no, let Yu Bo fight - forget it, don't fight, I'll let Brother Bo fight."

Shen Jie was already dialing the number. Xiao Yao tried hard to sort out his confused thoughts and went out to the third floor.

The phone rang for a long time before Yu Luying picked up the phone.

"Hello? Silly girl." Shen Jie said, "Why haven't you and your uncle come yet?"

"..."

"Silly girl?"

"Sister," Yu Luying spoke. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but her voice sounded a little choked up: "I...why don't I come today?"

"Why?" Shen Jie's voice rose several decibels.