You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Suddenly, the girl turned around and stared at Xiao Yao with a pair of clear eyes.

"what's wrong?"

"Aren't you just standing there with your hands folded, and not helping me stop a car?" Shen Jie blurted out.

Xiao Yao took two steps forward awkwardly and waved his arms vigorously at the passing traffic.

"Sorry." Shen Jie returned to her usual gentle tone.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Yao's eyes were fixed on the direction the car was coming from.

"I shouldn't have come at you..."

"It's okay," Xiao Yao turned his head nonchalantly, "It's really okay."

Seeing that Shen Jie seemed to be hesitant to speak, Xiao Yao stretched out his hands and held her arms: "Anyway, I live with her, and starting today I will keep an eye on her, uh, situation?"

--split line--

Xiao Yao returned to the room and immediately knocked on Shen Tianyun's closet door.

"Yunyun, are you asleep?" Xiao Yao asked cautiously.

"She's asleep!"

"Ahem," Xiao Yao cleared his throat: "Can we chat?"

"Let's talk about it after she wakes up."

After washing up, Xiao Yao climbed onto his bed.

These two people are having a conflict. Am I the one caught in the middle?

I have known Shen Tianyun for a week, but I have always been vague about being a father. After all, I am just a 15-year-old boy without a father or a mother. In Xiao Yao's eyes, Shen Tianyun is just a good friend, a relative, and a sister, nothing more.

But Shen Jie is different. She is very serious, and not just about this one thing.

What happened just now was too much like a parent-child ethics drama, and the actors were three people of the same age. This scene made Xiao Yao laugh. Shen Jie was too mature, and she didn't even look like a high school student. Even if she was a senior, she was only one year older than him...

Of course, there is nothing wrong with maturity. But...

Xiao Yao placed his hands under the back of his head, thinking over and over again about what had happened in the past week, his mind was in a mess.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard the sound of the grandfather clock winding up, followed by a "ding" sound.

...a sound?

Not eleven or twelve?

Xiao Yao sat up and leaned over. It was indeed one o'clock.

I can't sleep at all.

This damn thief now dares to steal girls' underwear in the classroom. Xiao Yao doesn't dare to imagine what he will do in the future.

And this damn Yu Luying, why did she conclude without any hesitation that the murderer was me, Xiao Yao?

Just because I like her?

Is it cheap?

Too cheap.

"I don't want to like her anymore!" Xiao Yao said to himself fiercely.

As he spoke, Xiao Yao turned himself over.

If you think about it carefully, this is really disgusting.

As a man, Xiao Yao could fully imagine what the thief would do with Yu Luying's personal belongings.

That unbearable scene did not need to be deliberately imagined; it lingered in Xiao Yao's mind. Then, a feeling of anger mixed with unspeakable heartache and jealousy surged into his heart.

No, we must find this guy and have him expelled from school! Let the police try him!

This is not only to wash away my own small grievances, but also to promote the great righteousness between heaven and earth!

When the truth comes to light, Yu Luying must kneel down and cry and apologize to herself in order to be forgiven.

……

An unspeakable desire suddenly attacked Xiao Yao.

He got downstairs, carefully checked the latch of the door, and pulled the curtains shut.

Just in case, he moved a chair over and propped the closet door against it.

Then he squatted down and took out two magazines from under the bed with a flashlight.

After tearing off a few pieces of tissue paper, he climbed back onto the bed.

……

……

……

The vibration of the cell phone was particularly loud in the silent night, which startled Xiao Yao.

Who is it, it's already this late...

Xiao Yao impatiently stopped the work at hand, got out of bed, and went to the desk barefoot to pick up his cell phone.

The caller ID number is Yu Luying's!

"Hey?"

"Xiao Yao!" A crying girl's voice came from the other end of the line: "What on earth are you doing?"

"Uh...?" Xiao Yao was a little puzzled: "I didn't do anything."

"You're disgusting, you're a pervert!"

"No, what happened? I really didn't take your-"

There was no more talking from the other side, only a low sobbing sound.

"Yu Luying..."

"If you still want me to talk to you," Yu Luying spoke again after a while, "stop what you are doing and go to sleep. I want to talk to you tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Yao walked around the room for a long time. The curtains were indeed drawn, but what about the camera? Impossible...

It shouldn't have anything to do with this matter. I mean, it wouldn't be a bad thing if we could talk face to face and clear up the misunderstanding.

He didn't know how long he tossed and turned before he finally fell into a drowsy sleep, and slept until noon.

The 8: a.m. mass had already ended. Although it was Sunday, there were not many people in the church at this time.

In the silence, the only sound that could be heard was the chirping of cicadas outside the hall.

So, why do we have to meet here again? Xiao Yao muttered to himself.

Could it be that her uncle was here to collect the “debt” from yesterday?

When he reached the second floor, he heard a male voice coming from the priest's office at the end of the corridor.

"Father Yu...I would like you to hear my confession."

The male voice sounded familiar, but I couldn't figure out who it was for a moment.

"Sit down. You must be a teacher from the school across the street," said Yu Luying's uncle. "Are you a church member? I haven't seen you here before."

"No, I'm not a believer. I just... I don't know who else to talk to."

"Confession is something that only parishioners can do, and usually not face to face like this. But since you are willing to ask me for help, I will not stand idly by."

Is this amiable and gentle voice really Yu Luying's irritable uncle? Wait... a teacher at school? Xiao Yao touched his chin.

"Thank you. Whatever I say, you will keep it confidential, right?"

“Ha,” Father Yu laughed. “This is the basic ethics and bottom line for a clergyman. According to the church’s rules, even if you tell me that you killed someone, I cannot call the police.”

"Ah, that's not the case..."

This voice...could it be that of my homeroom teacher, Teacher Yao?

"Eavesdropping on confessions again?" The girl's voice was filled with obvious anger.

Xiao Yao turned around and said, "No, no, I'm not looking for you, am I?"

Yu Luying tied her hair into a high ponytail today, wore a light blue short-sleeved T-shirt on her upper body, white over-the-knee pants on her lower body, and plastic sandals on her bare feet.

The girl's face flushed. She didn't look at Xiao Yao and turned to walk towards another room.

Chapter 21 Symbiosis

2023-07-31

Xiao Yao followed Yu Luying into an empty meeting room. Just as he closed the door, Yu Luying came back and opened it.

He sat down awkwardly on the leather sofa, while Yu Luying sat at the table. She didn't speak to him or look at him, but just absent-mindedly flipped through a copy of the "Holy Love" monthly magazine in front of her.

"Well, I really didn't take yours—"

“Don’t take off your underwear,” the girl said without looking at him, “I didn’t ask you to come here today for this.”

"What's that about?"

"Wait a moment, uncle." The girl said softly.

After saying this, Yu Luying remained silent no matter what Xiao Yao said.

Finally, Xiao Yao said he was tired and said, "I'm thirsty."

Yu Luying didn't look at him, but stood up, opened the cabinet, took out a transparent plastic cup, and placed it on the coffee table in front of Xiao Yao.

In a moment of impulse, Xiao Yao reached out to pull her, but the girl subconsciously shrank back and dodged.

When Xiao Yao went to get water from the water dispenser, his eyes looked towards the stained glass window.

On the arched glass window, there are two standing men, one of whom is holding a small ladle and pouring water on the other's head.

The scorching sun shone obliquely through the glass windows onto the floor amid the chirping of cicadas, and the air was filled with stuffiness.

"This is John...uh, John baptized Jesus, right?" Xiao Yao said.

Yu Luying turned her head to look at the glass window, then looked at Xiao Yao - beads of sweat were already appearing on the latter's face.

The girl still didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly.

Then she stood up, took the air conditioner remote control, and turned on the air conditioner with a "beep".

Xiao Yao didn't feel much better because of the cold air.

He stood up and walked towards Yu Luying step by step: "It's fine if you doubt me privately, and it's fine if you don't want to listen to my explanation, but what's the meaning of calling me here and leaving me here?"

Xiao Yao didn't notice his cold tone and clenched fists, but the girl shuddered with fear: "Uncle..."

She instinctively protected her head, like a child ready to be beaten.

Xiao Yao was stunned when he saw the fear in her eyes, and then stopped.

"Father Yu, there's no need to see me off, there's no need to see me off." At this time, the sounds of footsteps and greetings were heard outside the door, followed by the sound of two people walking down the stairs.

Xiao Yao turned around, walked to the window and looked out: "It's really Teacher Yao. The hair on his head can't lie."

Yu Luying breathed a sigh of relief and put down the little arm that was covering her head.

There were sounds of doors opening and closing in the distance, followed by footsteps of someone walking up the stairs, and finally the door of the reception room was opened, and Father Yu stuck his head in.

--split line--

In the reception room, Xiao Yao and Yu Luying sat back to back, both with their eyes covered with black cloth.

Father Yu squatted on the ground, holding a small hammer in his hand, and tapped Xiao Yao's knee lightly.

Xiao Yao and Yu Luying kicked their calves forward at the same time.

"Interesting, interesting," Father Yu tapped Yu Luying's knee again, and the same thing happened.

"Good news! The double-blind test passed," Father Yu announced triumphantly, "This wonderful phenomenon is like quantum entanglement. If we can study it clearly, it will definitely be a great scientific advancement!"

"Uncle," Yu Luying angrily pulled off her blindfold, "Why are you laughing like Frankenstein? Are you that excited?"

"Cough, cough." Father Yu coughed twice and put on a poker face.