You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Everyone knew that Song Haijian was most likely to follow in Teacher Yao's footsteps, but no one wanted to talk about it.

Even after he and Shen Jie returned home, they kept avoiding the topic and no one mentioned the name Song Haijian.

In the end, Shen Jie was the first one who couldn't help but mention this person.

"What can I do?" Xiao Yao replied in a relaxed tone, "Repent and publicly confess the sins he committed against his students in school, then resign or something..."

"Hmm..." Shen Jie's tone was uncertain.

"This is actually good for him and the students." Xiao Yao's tone sounded unclear as to whether he was trying to persuade Shen Jie or himself.

"Yes, his heart is indeed... too radical and too twisted." Shen Jie said softly.

"Besides, his shadow wasn't killed by us. The four of us didn't do anything."

"Indeed...it is indeed correct."

Xiao Yao forced a smile and said, "I washed your clothes."

"Xiao Yao." Shen Jie called him from behind.

"Call me Gouzi."

"Dog Xiaoyao."

"?" What the hell.

"It's okay." Shen Jie said.

“?” What are you doing?

"Why don't I let Tianyun help me wash it—"

Xiao Yao ignored her and walked straight out of the closet.

He walked to the soap room and began to scrub the two pieces of underwear, one yellow and one red, that were bubbling in the basin.

The boy gently squeezed the pure cotton underwear and felt their soft and delicate texture.

A writer born after the 0s once said that holding a book in one’s hands is as safe and secure as a woman lying in her own bed.

Xiao Yao felt that holding these two small pieces of clothing in his hands made him feel as safe as holding love.

He put the underwear back into the washing basin, dripped detergent, rubbed it, and added some warm water. He gently rubbed the underwear, feeling their softness and delicateness, and the touch made him fall into a romantic atmosphere. He could feel the feeling of each fiber sliding across his fingertips, just like Shen Jie himself.

If Daiyu knew about this, she would definitely laugh at him, but Xiao Yao felt that Shen Jie had done so much for him and she deserved to be treated like this.

However, if one day, she could wash her own hands once in a while...

Just thinking about it, an inexplicable smile will appear at the corner of your mouth.

Suddenly, the phone rang from the bedroom.

The ringtone of this landline phone was always unpleasant to hear, sudden and sharp, especially in the dead of night, which always made Xiao Yao feel inexplicably uneasy and had a bad premonition.

Xiao Yao put down his underwear stained with foam, wiped his wet hands casually on a towel, and trotted to the bedroom.

It was Yu Luying's voice.

"What's wrong, Yingying?" Xiao Yao's voice trembled slightly because of a bad premonition.

"Song Haijian, Teacher Song, is dead." Yu Luying said in a trembling voice.

"?" Xiao Yao was stunned for a moment: "What did you say?"

"Teacher Song just died in a car accident."

Chapter 149 Interrupted Pleasure

2023-04-02

Xiao Yao dropped the phone and stumbled into his daughter's room.

Fortunately, no one was using the spittoon or changing clothes or anything.

Shen Tianyun had already returned and was happily eating a bowl of yellow croaker noodles. Shen Jie yelled, "How many times have I told you to knock when you come in—"

"Song Haijian just died!" Xiao Yao said in a hoarse voice.

"What does 'dead' mean?" Shen Tianyun raised his head from the bowl of noodles and asked cautiously.

Shen Jie looked at Xiao Yao with the same questioning look in her eyes.

"He's dead, he's dead," Xiao Yao told them. "Yu Luying called and said it was a car accident."

Shen Tianyun's hand holding the chopsticks was trembling slightly. She put down the bowl and picked up her cell phone.

"How is it?" Xiao Yao asked anxiously.

……

"say something!"

"Don't make a noise," Shen Tianyun said while swiping the screen and shaking her head, "I can't find it anymore. The Song Haijian I found is not a teacher. The news I found last time is gone."

"How come it can't be found?" Xiao Yao was stunned. "Even if history has been changed, it's impossible for Song Haijian to just disappear in the long river of history?"

"Tianyun," Shen Jie's tone sounded quite calm: "After you finish eating, go back to your father's room and sleep."

"Again?" Shen Tianyun said angrily, "Why don't you two move out?"

After their daughter was sent to the next room, Xiao Yao and Shen Jie discussed this issue seriously.

"It's normal that we can't find any information about him," Shen Jie said as she sat at the dining table, one hand on her chin and the other holding a bunch of keys. "Think about it, if Song Haijian made the news in 2023, there would still be traces of the news online in 2034. That's normal, right?"

"Ah." Xiao Yao said.

"But if he was an ordinary teacher who died in an ordinary car accident in 2004, then it is normal that this person cannot be found on the Internet," Shen Jie came to her conclusion.

"That's true..." Xiao Yao muttered, "Why are you suddenly speaking like Director Lin, huh?"

"The key question is, is his death related to what we did today?" Shen Jie leaned forward a little: "Even if Shadow was chopped by that Paddington, it's still..."

"Nottingham." Xiao Yao said.

"Oh, whatever. Anyway, shouldn't he be a fool like your teacher Yao? How could he die?"

"That's the question," Xiao Yao said, "Is it just a coincidence, a pure accident?"

"Hmm... I don't understand," Shen Jie frowned slightly, "Could it be because... No, this doesn't make sense."

"...Who are the Earl of Nottingham and Joan you mentioned?" Xiao Yao turned his gaze to the fog outside the window.

"I have a feeling," Shen Jie said thoughtfully, "these two people are people you know."

"What, why—"

"Don't ask me why, it's a woman's intuition." Shen Jie said.

"Why did the two of them... want to kill Teacher Song?" Xiao Yao seemed to be talking to himself.

"I don't know, I'll just kill them." Shen Jie curled her lips: "In that situation, if they didn't do it, I might have done it to protect myself."

"...Alas, I really can't explain it." Xiao Yao touched his temples with both hands: "Actually, Old Song is..."

"Okay, you have to sympathize with everyone, you have to empathize with everyone except yourself, and you don't sympathize with your... your friends around you." Shen Jie complained casually.

"?" Xiao Yao said.

"You should sympathize with the teacher who harassed the female students,"

"He didn't steal anything, nor did he harass female students." Xiao Yao said angrily.

"You should also sympathize with the teacher who wants to drive your family apart and ruin your future."

"Ugh……"

"Is this what I will like about you in the future? It shouldn't be the case..." Shen Jie held her little face in her hands and thought hard.

The two people were unable to come to any conclusion in the discussion and just sat at the table, the atmosphere was a bit dull.

……

Shen Jie covered her mouth and yawned.

"You're sleepy. Go to sleep." The girl stood up, walked to her daughter's bed, and stretched lazily.

Xiao Yao followed as a matter of course.

"What are you doing?" Shen Jie calmly drew a question mark in the air.

"Go to sleep." Xiao Yao said confidently.

The girl pointed at the sofa.

"I don't want it." Xiao Yao put his arms around Shen Jie's waist.

"Okay, then I'll sleep on the sofa." The girl said calmly.

"I, don't, want to."

There seemed to be a fire in Xiao Yao's heart.

Today's near-death experience and Song Haijian's sudden death are like a huge stone, weighing heavily on my heart.

He felt that he needed a little spiritual encouragement and support to allow him to...step back for a while.

For example, isn't it time to completely reconcile from the rift caused by the exposure of symbiosis?

Please don't push me away, the boy prayed in his heart as he leaned down and moved closer to the girl's thin lips.

The girl didn't close her eyes, didn't come forward, and didn't stop him.

However, before their lips were about to touch, she subconsciously turned her head away.

Xiao Yao kissed Shen Jie on the cheek.

He straightened Shen Jie's face with both hands and launched an attack again.

The girl gritted her teeth and refused to give in.

Xiao Yao did not give up. He pushed the girl backwards, pressed her shoulders with both hands, and climbed onto Shen Tianyun's bed with his long legs.

"Lights, turn off the lights!" Shen Jie demanded righteously.

Xiao Yao turned off the lights.

……

Shen Jie was deeply conflicted.

On the one hand, she was still frightened after having experienced a life-and-death experience in the hall a few hours ago. She couldn't help but hope that a little intimacy could relieve her stress.

Moreover, now that the symbiosis has weakened, the psychological burden has also been reduced.

On the other hand, she didn't want to be with Xiao Yao.

Hiding the symbiosis did cause her a lot of harm.

When Shen Jie left the bus, her anger and desire to leave were extremely real.

But, she didn't take things too far.

She returned to Xiao Yao's home that day and moved into her daughter's room instead of moving away.

When using the bed board to prop up the closet door, Shen Jie had no idea what to do next.

She was indeed willful and arbitrary at times when she was growing up, but with the support of her family, all the decisions she made actually had plenty of room for regret, and she herself knew this very well.

As for handling the relationship with Xiao Yao this time, she knew that if she acted on impulse, there would be no turning back.

She needed time to think.

Although she lacked past experience in this regard, she instinctively felt that a cold war and a breakup could buy her precious time.

As a result, things did not turn out to be what she had planned.

In just two or three days, so many things happened, including the exam crisis caused by the weakening of symbiosis, and the sex to test the principle of symbiosis. I ran around for Xiao Yao's future, worked hard, and even risked my life to work together with him in the hall and fight side by side...

There were also inexplicable physical contacts of varying degrees many times during the process.

It can be said that the Cold War atmosphere planned by the girl has become a joke.

The girl wanted to yell at Xiao Yao, or the unknown goddess of fate, "We're breaking up, be serious!"

……