You are my wife, don't doubt it!

The orchestra’s classroom should be on... the fourth floor, ah, yes.

From a long distance away, Xiao Yao could hear the melodious cello sound.

Xiao Yao recognized the piece of music; it was Paganini's "Variations on a Theme of Moses".

Yu Luying told him that this was a theme variation composed by Paganini based on the melody in Rossini's opera "Moses in Egypt", and was written based on the theme of the music played during Moses' prayer.

Xiao Yao remembers that the first time he heard this song was at the school anniversary performance in the first semester.

He will never forget the bright sunshine that day.

Yu Luying, wearing a pure black dress, walked out leisurely from among the girls in the orchestra who were dressed in the same way on the podium in the playground and began her solo.

She was tall and looked great in her performance costume, which made her skin look particularly pale.

Xiao Yao had no chance to learn music theory, and could not appreciate any cello variations. He couldn't even tell what the main melody was. At that time, he just stared at Yu Luying blankly, as if everything around him had gradually faded and disappeared.

He was very sure that Yu Luying had a bright look on her face that day.

He was very confused. After knowing Yu Luying and becoming good friends with her for several months, he found her so... pretty on the first day.

Yu Luying's eyes were filled with clear water, as if they would drip down at any time. Sometimes she looked into the distance sadly, as if she was looking forward to a future, and sometimes she closed her eyes and bowed her head, like a girl praying quietly.

Xiao Yao fell in love with her at that moment.

He shook his head to dispel the not-so-distant memories, tiptoed to the door of the instrumental music classroom, and quietly peeked through the crack in the door.

The melodious piano music stopped abruptly, the girl put down the strings in her hand and looked over here.

Xiao Yao was startled, so he pushed the door open pretending nothing had happened: "You are here, I felt that your finger was injured, so I came to see--"

He raised his hand to show Yu Luying his fingers.

Yu Luying stretched out her finger with a Band-Aid on it and lowered her head: "I'm sorry, I accidentally got caught by the strings... I'll be more careful next time."

"Oh, it's okay. I'm relieved that you're okay." Xiao Yao said in a relaxed tone.

Yu Luying pursed her lips and pushed her hair behind her ears: "Thank you."

There was another awkward silence, and neither of them moved.

"By the way, last night, your mother..." Xiao Yao spoke hesitantly.

"I should go back." Yu Luying stood up and began to pack her violin case.

"Let's go eat something." Xiao Yao blurted out.

Yu Luying didn't say anything, she just picked up her violin case and walked out with her head down.

--split line--

"Next time - the next two times I'll treat you. It's a deal."

Xiao Yao walked to the small square table outside the store with a few skewers of honey-glazed chicken thighs and beef tendons in his hands, sat down, and placed them on the iron plate in front of Yu Luying.

Then, imitating her, he made the sign of the cross on his chest and put his palms together: "I'm starting!"

It was getting dark at this time. Yu Luying took small bites of chicken while staring at the street corner in a melancholy daze.

"It's true. We haven't come here to eat together for a long time. We used to come here often." Xiao Yao started the conversation.

"Where have you been again!" Teacher Yao sent a text message with a crisp ringtone.

"It's because of you." Yu Luying spoke unexpectedly, her tone as if she was talking about someone else.

"what?"

"Mom is angry because I lied to her." Yu Luying said softly, "I was helping you with your lessons after school last week, but I lied to mom and said the orchestra needed extra practice... She found out yesterday..."

Xiao Yao was a little confused: "No, I...why?"

Yu Luying did not answer his question, but continued to speak: "When you came to me yesterday, she became even angrier."

"I'm sorry, I'm just worried about you." Xiao Yao said apologetically.

Yu Luying shook her head and made a negative sound through her nose.

"Why does your mother hate me so much?"

"She doesn't hate you." Yu Luying put the emphasis on the word "you".

"That means you are not allowed to fall in love?" Xiao Yao guessed.

"That's not the case," Yu Luying pursed her lips, "But, you, can't."

"Don't you still hate me?" Xiao Yao held his forehead.

"Fortunately, Teacher Yao talked to my mother for a long time, and my mother's attitude softened a little." Yu Luying placed the sticks in her hand neatly on the iron plate, took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, and then wiped her hands: "Did you take a shower yesterday?"

"Teacher Yao is a good teacher." Xiao Yao decided to just continue with the first sentence.

"Teacher Yao is a good teacher." Yu Luying repeated affirmatively.

"Thank you both." A light motorcycle slowly stopped next to the snack stand and turned off the engine.

"Teacher Yao!" Both children stood up subconsciously.

A middle-aged man took off his helmet and hugged it to his chest, revealing his sparse hair on top of his head: "You two, you two, ah... Yu Luying, don't let your mother worry too much, go back early."

Yu Luying nodded and picked up her schoolbag: "Goodbye, Teacher Yao."

"Are you leaving or not?" The next sentence was directed to Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao raised his legs and sat on the back seat of the light motorcycle: "Well, Yu Luying, see you tomorrow."

"..."

"Don't look at them, they've all gone far away." Teacher Yao put on his helmet again and started the engine: "Silly boy, you can still make peace with them, you're amazing."

"Teacher Yao, why does Yu Luying's mother hate me?" Xiao Yao reached out and held Teacher Yao's waist.

"She doesn't hate you." Teacher Yao said exactly the same thing as Yu Luying.

"what is going on?"

"Hey, other parents have their own considerations. How can I tell you?" Teacher Yao stepped on the accelerator and rode out lightly.

Xiao Yao leaned back and had to hug him tightly.

Chapter 29 Suspicion

Today, Qianshui made a few more of his signature dishes.

"Master's wife, the dishes are too rich. Let's keep it simple next time." Xiao Yao said embarrassedly.

"That's right, just keep it simple next time." Teacher Yao said, "Usually when I'm at home you always -"

"What's the matter?" Qian Shui laughed and said, "I like this child just by looking at him. I love to cook for him. How about it?"

"Master's wife, don't be like this..." Xiao Yao felt a little embarrassed.

"Hey, keep talking about what you just said." Qianshui looked at Xiao Yao with a smile.

"No, they are gone," Xiao Yao said, "I was carrying a bunch of notebooks out and spilled them all over the floor. Yu Luying happened to see me and she squatted down to help me pick them up. At that time, I thought this girl was very kind."

“Is this kindness?” Teacher Yao said.

"Anyway, it left a deep impression on me," Xiao Yao recalled, "From then on, we became friends."

"Yeah." Qianshui said.

"Later, it was during the poetry club," Xiao Yao said, "At that time, she sat by the window alone, not talking to other students. She was just like that, with her chin in her hand, looking outside."

Xiao Yao put his chin in his hand and said, "It's very quiet and lonely."

"Let me guess, and then you sat over there." Qianshui clapped his hands and smiled.

"After all, we are the only two in the same class." Xiao Yao explained.

"Very good." Qianshui said.

"Then it was time to exchange poems. I was deeply impressed by Yu Luying's poem, which was called "Fallen Angel."

"Fallen angel." Qianshui repeated the name.

"The fallen angel is locked up tightly," Xiao Yao began to recite the poem by himself: "Her wings were broken by prejudice, and she gasped in the dark despair. Do you know her name? In the end, she will be driven to the other side of oblivion and return to nothingness. No, no! The requiem will turn into a cry and tear off the mask of the hypocrite..."

"You memorized all of it?" Teacher Yao commented, "This crooked poem doesn't sound like something a religious kid would write."

"It seems that good students also have a rebellious side in their hearts. You, as the class teacher, need to pay more attention to them." Qianshui said.

"Have you finished eating? Let's go and study." Teacher Yao pulled Xiao Yao's arm and stood up.

"I'll wash the dishes."

"Come on, stop smashing my dishes!"

"Yao Qi," Qian Shui called out, "I believe this kid won't do anything bad. Please help him check the surveillance footage tomorrow."

"I understand." Teacher Yao sighed.

The tutoring session that evening went quite smoothly. Teacher Yao even began to wonder why Xiao Yao had done so poorly on the exam previously.

"If you continue like this, you don't have to just set your goal on passing the exam," said Teacher Yao.

--split line--

During lunch break the next day, Teacher Yao finally opened the door of the security monitoring room for Xiao Yao.

"The security department has gone to eat," Teacher Yao glanced at her watch, "We don't have much time, it would be best if we could get here before they come back—"

"How do I use this thing?" Xiao Yao reached out and took the mechanical mouse.

"I know, I know." Xiao Xiong snatched the mouse from Xiao Yao and sat down on the chair. "Time period, what time does the physical education class start? And then to the physical examination, it's about a two-hour period, right?"

"Look carefully. If you want to do it, you have to find something." Teacher Yao reminded.

"It takes two hours, and at four times the speed, we can finish it in half an hour," Little Bear said confidently, "We can watch it together."

"I'll help you watch the wind." said Teacher Yao.

Half an hour later.

"How is it?" Little Bear rubbed his sore eyes: "Is there anyone from your class coming in and out of the classroom?"

"should not?"

"That means he's the traitor," Little Bear analyzed. "The last people to leave the classroom and the first to return to the classroom are the most suspicious."

"Write down the names of these people and interrogate them one by one," Xiao Yao said.

"Ask your teacher if he agrees first." Little Bear shrugged.

"It's probably difficult..."

"No, wait! Here, around 64 minutes... 37 seconds, go back..." Little Bear excitedly operated: "Yes, right here, do you see it?"

"What did you see?" Xiao Yao asked in confusion.

"Look again, look carefully!"

"It seemed like something flashed by, very quickly?"

"How do I set this software to play frame by frame...? Oh, here it is." Little Bear dragged the progress bar.

"You are worthy of being the computer class representative of your class." Xiao Yao exclaimed sincerely.

"Start playing from 34 seconds, 24 frames per second, watch carefully."

Both of them held their breath.

"Here it comes!" the little bear shouted and tapped the spacebar hard.

"What is this...?" After seeing the scene on the screen clearly, Xiao Yao's blood froze.

The little bear's face also turned pale and he enlarged the picture.

A person's silhouette was reflected on the anti-collision mirror at the corner of the corridor.

The Mediterranean hairstyle, the bulging belly, the medium build, and his habitual movements...all look very familiar.

"No, this..." The little bear made a trembling sound, then adjusted forward a few frames, and then backward a few frames.

It can be clearly seen that the figure who looks like Teacher Yao walked past this mirror...