You are my wife, don't doubt it!

"You," Shen Jie complained, "When have you ever cared about me?"

"..."

The girl had said earlier that she was tired and anxious to rest, but now she sat down on the low guardrail of the "net bridge", her two little feet dangling, and below her was the dark and cold river water.

"Be careful!" Xiao Yao stopped him.

"Is it a man? Come here." Shen Jie patted her side loudly.

Be careful... Xiao Yao suddenly realized that the first thing he was worried about was that the expensive Dior leather shoes on Shen Jie's feet would fall off.

Then there was the worry that she might be in danger sitting there.

But Shen Jie was just teasing herself for not being manly enough.

Xiao Yao thought about it, stopped hesitating, and sat down next to Shen Jie.

*Dangerous action, please do not imitate*

He would occasionally glance down at his feet, trying to act like a stupid kid who was worried about falling.

"Look how scared you are," Shen Jie said angrily, "The water isn't rushing, and I can swim, so what are you afraid of?"

Xiao Yao was happy to see Shen Jie's wet body, but...

"It's night time," Xiao Yao told Shen Jie, "You can swim, but I can't."

"You can't swim, but silly sister can."

"So what? The current symbiotic strength..." Xiao Yao muttered, "You are much lighter than me. It's not easy to rescue me. It's easy to get yourself killed, and it's night time..."

"You're so long-winded." Shen Jie said.

Xiao Yao felt a soft body leaning gently against him.

He was stunned for a moment, turned his face away, then lowered his head and closed his eyes.

The girl's hands were wrapped around his neck, more affectionate than ivy; the girl's breath gently hit his face, more gentle than the April breeze.

The pain in his heart was gradually soothed by this tenderness and tenderness, and he couldn't help but want more, like a bee, greedily demanding nectar.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly tasted a strange flavor, both salty and bitter.

Xiao Yao opened his eyes, but only saw Shen Jie quickly turned her face away and wiped her eyes with her hands.

Perhaps due to the drop in temperature at night, both of them were trembling slightly.

A strong emotion surged in his heart, and Xiao Yao felt that he had understood Shen Jie's heart a little.

He hooked his hands tightly around the girl's waist, trying to rub her petite body into his arms.

The boy looked forward in the direction of the river flow. Not far away was another bridge, which seemed like a portal to the unknown.

"The Master stood by a river and said..." Xiao Yao said.

"Time flies like an arrow, never stopping day or night." Shen Jie continued.

Xiao Yao was satisfied to see that Shen Jie could finally recite poetry with him, oh, although this was not poetry.

He turned around and saw the skateboard boys in front of him speeding on the bridge, but their laughter disappeared in an instant.

Looking beyond them, you can see that there is a third bridge at the same distance.

A waning moon hung behind the bridge in front, and the stars were sparse, as if to exaggerate a kind of loneliness and indifference.

He saw the haze, endless haze that seemed to be approaching step by step, ready to cover and bury everyone.

For some reason, Xiao Yao suddenly thought of the scene outside the window of Shen Tianyun's room, which seemed to have remained unchanged for eternity.

Chapter 157 The Missy's Ball

2023-04-10

*This chapter is also called "Dancing Out the Blooming Youth"

In order to suppress his sadness, Xiao Yao began to find things to talk about.

"Wife, what do you think the baby is doing now?" Xiao Yao nudged Shen Jie's neck with the tip of his nose.

"How would I know? At this time...are they going to dance square dance?" Shen Jie said after thinking for a while.

"How come she has such a hobby at such a young age?"

"It's OK in 34 years." Shen Jie said.

"Oh, I remember now," Xiao Yao patted Shen Jie's thigh, "I saw you dancing solo in your school's art performance on your girls' school's forum. Although the video is a bit blurry, it was still stunning! Tianyun's interest and talent in dancing must have been inherited from you."

"Maybe," Shen Jie continued to swing her legs, "When did you go to Tieba to check my account?"

"Before I came to your school gate to look for you for the first time," Xiao Yao said, "I checked you thoroughly at Canhua Internet Cafe."

"Terrible." Shen Jie patted her heart with her left hand.

"Come to think of it," Xiao Yao said, "I don't think I've seen you dance since I met you. You said today that you wanted to go to a dance?"

Shen Jie turned her body 180 degrees, passed her legs over the low bridge guardrail, placed them on the high sidewalk, stood up, and patted the back of her white shorts.

Xiao Yao also quickly crawled a few steps on all fours, stood up, and clapped his hands.

"It's not easy to dance folk dance here," Shen Jie thought for a moment and said, "I'll give you this."

The girl stood at the bridge head with her hands behind her back, her eyes looking straight ahead, her chin gently nodding up and down a few times, silently counting "one, two, three" in her heart, then she stretched out her right foot, which was wrapped in black leather shoes and off-white socks, and tapped the ground lightly with her toes.

Are you going to dance ballet here, wearing these hard shoes? Xiao Yao wondered.

Probably not.

Then the girl raised the toe of her shoe, put her heel on the ground, and tapped it a few times.

The girl then stepped out with her left foot, and her two feet began to dance up and down, jumping rhythmically.

The peaks of her chest also shook up and down.

Tap...tap dance? Xiao Yao was surprised.

There was no musical accompaniment, nor were there any special dance shoes that made loud sounds, but the girl still danced to that rhythm.

With a light jump, Shen Jie's feet left the ground, turned in the air, and then landed steadily.

The white shorts brought out her perfectly slender legs - although the absolute length was not very long, in terms of proportion, they could still be called "slender".

The pair of jade feet under the beautiful legs, although small, are full of power.

Her footsteps were light and even though she was wearing ordinary leather shoes, they made crisp and powerful sounds on the asphalt road.

Shen Jie's soles sometimes touched the bottom lightly, and sometimes slapped the ground quickly, full of vitality and emotion. Although there was no music, Xiao Yao could feel that every step she took was very accurate, and every step was closely following the rhythm of the "music"...

With superb coordination and accuracy, the soles of the girl's shoes sometimes lightly touch the ground, and sometimes quickly hit the asphalt. Her dance steps are flexible and varied, sometimes small jumps, sometimes big strides forward, and each movement is very natural, full of power and inner rhythm.

Xiao Yao stared at the dancing elf in front of him in amazement. He realized that at this moment, this girl was dancing only for him.

To him, it was like the entire universe, shining for him alone.

Some members of the skateboarding club drifted over on their skateboards, stopped with one foot, and shared this flash while talking to themselves.

Some male and female students passing by also stopped to look in, whispering to each other.

"It's so beautiful."

"Do you mean she's pretty, or she dances beautifully?"

"Beautiful dance—well, all beautiful."

"Where are you looking at?"

"..."

Xiao Yao generously shared this beauty with them.

Not sure if it was because of the crowd or if this was just part of the dance design, but Shen Jie took her hands out from behind her back.

Her arms were stretched out, her fingers danced gently, and her palms turned alternately, adding a touch of softness to the whole dance.

The girl's speed gradually increased, and her leg movements became more swift and powerful, making a sound like the beats of a drum in a storm. Xiao Yao heard the cheers and applause from the people around him while he was dazzled.

Finally, Shen Jie ended this wonderful tap dance performance with a graceful posture, accompanied by a round of applause that was neither thunderous nor sparse. She raised her right hand upward, then swept it to her left leg and bowed to the audience.

"One more!" a male voice shouted.

"One more!" "One more!" More and more people started to make a noise.

Shen Jie stuck out her tongue, grabbed Xiao Yao's hand and tried to run away. At this moment, a handsome young man walked out from the crowd: "Hello, classmate. Which department are you from? Do you participate in any club activities? I'm the president of the dance club, and this is my business card."

Xiao Yao felt happy, and his gloomy mood just now was relieved a lot - you want to chat up with me in person, right? Because I lack the thinking room.

Shen Jie wanted to refuse the business card, but couldn't, so she took it with both hands: "Sorry, I'm not from your school..."

"Who are you two?" The dance club president looked at Xiao Yao.

"We are still in high school, this is my wife." Xiao Yao hooked his arm around Shen Jie's shoulders and introduced her to the surrounding students.

Shen Jie cooperated by leaning her head on Xiao Yao's body, and a burst of whispers sounded around them again.

"Okay." The dance club president shrugged regretfully and turned to leave.

"Can you dance again, sister?" a chubby girl requested.

"This..." Shen Jie was a little embarrassed: "There is no music here?"

"Is this okay?" A long-haired young man in the crowd raised the guitar in his hand.

Xiao Yao's eyes widened - isn't this the guy who was splashed with foot washing water just now? Your hair and clothes are not dry yet!

With an idea in mind, he jumped off the bridge, walked towards the long-haired man, and whispered a few words to him.

The boy took off his guitar strap without hesitation and handed it to Xiao Yao.

"You can also play the guitar..." Xiao Yao heard Shen Jie say softly when he walked back to Shen Jie.

"You, when have you ever cared about me?" Xiao Yao counterattacked, and then glanced at the students watching: "The next song I'm going to sing is a very classic old song, you may have heard it. At this moment, I want to dedicate it to my wife, which represents my mood at the moment."

"Good!" The students cheered again.

Xiao Yao pressed a chord with his left hand, tested the sound slightly, and a beautiful broken chord flowed out from the fingertips of his right hand.

"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green and endless." The young man opened his mouth, and a clean and pure voice rang out. He turned his body slightly, facing Shen Jie at a 45-degree angle: "The evening wind blows the willows, the sound of the flute fades, the setting sun is beyond the mountains. At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of my friends are gone. Let's drink a pot of muddy wine to enjoy the rest of the joy, and don't dream of the cold tonight."

Shen Jie lowered her head, and as the boy's singing sounded, she slowly raised her head and trembled her fingers. Accompanied by the guitar chords, her whole body seemed to be drawn by the music and began to slowly turn her body.

Xiao Yao could not recognize what kind of dance this was, and thought it was just an improvisation. Shen Jie walked lightly, waved her arms gently, stepped down the bridge, and walked a few steps closer to the crowd.

Obviously, this dance would only look good if the dancer had a long fluttering skirt and long sleeves. However, even though Shen Jie was wearing short sleeves and a short skirt, the onlookers still watched her intently.

Xiao Yao finished singing the song "Farewell" in ecstasy, only then he realized that both ends of the bridge were blocked.

This posture, wow, looks quite fierce.

"Let's go." Shen Jie's cheeks were slightly flushed. She pulled Xiao Yao's arm and shook it, then spoke in a low voice.

"One more!" "One more!" However, the enthusiasm of the onlookers made it impossible for the two to refuse.

It feels so good to be the focus of the crowd and be the center of attention, Xiao Yao thought.

He thought of himself, of his junior high and elementary school days which had long gone.

"My dear brothers and sisters," Xiao Yao bowed with both hands, waved to the students watching, and said loudly, "We are both middle school students. We just came here for a walk after dinner. We will be scolded if we go back too late. We are just dancing here for fun. Since everyone likes it, we will perform another one. Please be gracious and let us go then."

There was laughter among the crowd, and the "bridge" was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"The song I'm going to sing next may not have been heard by anyone," Xiao Yao's tone became heavy. "This is a song written by one of my class teachers. He just passed away in a car accident."

The students watching let out a low cry and a few words.

"No!" Shen Jie widened her eyes, raised her head suddenly, and whispered to Xiao Yao.

"Although I don't agree with his educational philosophy and approach, he did work hard for his students... I would like to dedicate this song to my teacher, himself." Xiao Yao finished his words and whispered to Shen Jie: "Oh, it's okay."

"This is very embarrassing...his thing..." said Shen Jie.

"It's okay..." Xiao Yao said.

The cheers around him gradually died down. The boy thought about the chords, pressed down the strings with four fingers of his left hand, clenched his right hand into a hollow fist, and swept the six strings with his thumb and index finger.

Xiao Yao started singing.

"Baby