You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Xiao Yao was half lying on the balcony on the 4th floor, his eyes casually cast towards the darkness below.

The neighbor next door didn't seem to be at home today, and the balcony opposite the perforated partition wall was shrouded in shadow.

On Xiao Yao's balcony, there was only a yellow incandescent bulb, which emitted a dim light that was weak and feeble.

Xiao Yao still remembered that the beginning of the Gospel of John said: "The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has no way overcome it." Well, that's probably what it means. However, the light emitted by this light bulb seems very weak under the heavy dark power surrounding it.

Although it was a beautiful day, with a beautiful woman by his side, and his arm was very cold, Xiao Yao couldn't help but feel inexplicably desolate and pessimistic.

He didn't like the feeling of being surrounded by darkness.

Supreme Holy Light, please grant me...

A few dog barks were heard in the distance, piercing through the night and breaking the silence.

A few conversations of neighbors came from downstairs, fragmented and blurry.

The moon was high in the sky, and the stars were sparsely dotted in the dark sky.

Thin clouds drifted by, sometimes blocking the moonlight and sometimes letting it pass through, creating mottled light and shadows.

Not far away, a red signal light on an iron tower kept flashing, its light flickering on and off, like a lonely guide.

"When I was little, I always thought it was a star," Xiao Yao pointed it out to Yu Luying. "Then, it suddenly disappeared. I asked adults and found out that it was a signal light used to guide airplanes at night, and it was broken at that time."

Yu Luying's right foot flew off her arm.

Xiao Yao breathed a sigh of relief and was about to sit up straight to thank the other party for the service, but the "little plane" landed vertically on Xiao Yao's calf again.

"Ah..." Xiao Yao took a breath.

"Tell me the truth," Yu Luying said faintly, "Do you often ask your sister to help you, like this, 'scratch'?"

How did it start again? Xiao Yao's legs trembled, and he secretly groaned in his heart.

"Sometimes," the boy finally decided to answer, "sometimes, not often."

"Is it you who doesn't want to, or is it she who refuses to agree?" Yu Luying asked.

"Of course I don't want it." Xiao Yao felt that this could not be considered a lie.

"Hmph." Yu Luying sneered.

"Hiss——" Xiao Yao said.

"Don't make such strange noises!"

The girl's movements have changed from being clumsy at the beginning to... gradually starting to master the essentials.

It can only be described as "rapid progress" and "extraordinary talent".

Her movements were full of delicacy and softness, as if she was performing a slow dance.

The girl's dance steps became lighter and slower.

Xiao Yao's hand subconsciously reached out to grab something, then retracted.

Yu Luying gently bent her ten toes, sometimes stroking Xiao Yao's calves with her toes, as if a gentle butterfly was dancing, sometimes lifting her instep upwards, and sometimes gently sliding her soft soles across, the silky touch made Xiao Yao feel a throbbing sensation. She also gently stroked Xiao Yao's instep, toes and soles with her calves and the front of her calves, and each contact was like a delicate ripple, warm and real.

Yu Luying's feet danced in a silent melody beneath Xiao Yao's knees.

"Dayang, have you also learned to dance?" Xiao Yao blurted out and asked a silly question.

As soon as he asked this question, he said to himself, "I'm stupid."

Mingming had secretly gone to see Yu Luying rehearse for a school dance performance during the winter vacation, and had also entrusted Zhou Yao to give Yu Luying a pair of knee pads in her own name.

"Compared to my sister, I just can't do it." Yu Luying said, "Is it ok? My legs are sore."

"Yeah, I feel it," Xiao Yao nodded and said, "Yingying, do you remember that Zhou Yao gave you a knee pad during the winter vacation?"

"I remember," Yu Luying looked at the darkness around the balcony expressionlessly, "You gave it to me, right?"

"Yes," Xiao Yao was slightly startled: "How did you know? Okay, Zhou Yao betrayed me?"

"She didn't," Yu Luying told Xiao Yao, "She said she bought it for me, but I guessed it was a gift from you."

"But you still accepted it, knowing the truth but not saying anything," Xiao Yao said happily, "and I also saw you wearing it."

"Yeah." Yu Luying said.

"Have you actually accepted me since then?"

“As a friend.” Yu Luying said: “Only a fool would give something without leaving a name and count it as a favor to others.”

Xiao Yao scratched his head and said, "I was afraid that you would not accept it after you knew about it. I am not trying to please you. I just feel sorry for your knees."

"I know," Yu Luying said, "so I accepted it - what are you doing?"

At some point, while they were talking, Xiao Yao had already pulled Yu Luying's feet by the ankles and placed them on his thighs.

In front of the girl's toes were Xiao Yao's shorts.

These big shorts have very wide legs, just like a dark mountain tunnel wide enough for a train to pass through.

And the hand that was holding his ankle was still trying to pull the train.

"Where are you putting it?!"

"Ah, no, you misunderstood. I just feel a little itchy."

"This?" Yu Luying tiptoed forward slightly and curled her toes.

Xiao Yao didn't feel itchy at first, but now he felt itchy. He felt a little regretful, but he could only nod.

"Your thighs are pretty fat, too."

"How is that despicable? You can't just vilify someone's innocence out of thin air!" Xiao Yao was upset and retorted casually.

"Who said you were mean? Liu Xuande's thigh fat grew back because of his ease, and that was the place he was referring to. I used to think Liu Bei was really fat, but now I see you have a well-proportioned figure, and it turns out that you can also grow fat here."

Yu Luying poked Xiao Yao's thigh with her toes, and watched curiously as the flesh there trembled slightly, as if it was petting some small animal.

Xiao Yao's whole body was stiff, and he was about to explode. He was a little confused as to how Yu Luying could not notice anything, so he could only avoid the question and say, "Since I was little... they said that my... earlobes looked like... Liu Bei, so... when I was little, Teacher Ji... called me... the little landlord, and I called him... the old... landlord, because... he also... had big earlobes... The country people said... the country people said... that with such ears, my... ancestors must have been... landlords in the country, and... capitalists... in the city..."

"..."

"I kind of need to go to the bathroom. Is it you or me?" Xiao Yao gritted his teeth and made up his mind to escape from this gentle trap.

"I don't know..." Yu Luying retracted her foot and gently patted Xiao Yao's waist: "Why don't you try it first?"

"Yes, sir." Xiao Yao said.

Rush out of your window as fast as you can without looking back...

He left the balcony, walked to the bathroom, and drained a large pool of water. He felt that the pressure in his bladder had mostly gone away.

Instead of returning to the balcony immediately, he walked around the house and took pictures of all the places that Yu Luying had cleaned and tidied.

After all, I will be leaving in two days, and next time I come back, it will be a pile of ashes again...

How about commemorating the fruits of Cinderella's labor?

Xiao Yao came to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and touched his watermelon.

I walked around two or three shops in front of the Party School, but couldn't find any that sold frozen watermelon, so I had to buy some and freeze it myself.

It’s not very cold yet - how long will it last?

Xiao Yao picked up the kitchen knife, cut the watermelon in half, and put the other half back into the refrigerator. Then he found a metal spoon in the kitchen, rinsed it with tap water for a while, and finally held the half watermelon in one hand and walked to the balcony.

"My lady, please." Xiao Yao used a spoon to scoop out a large piece of the sweetest and most delicious part in the middle of the watermelon and put it to Yu Luying's mouth.

Yu Luying raised her head slightly and swallowed it in one gulp. Xiao Yao immediately felt the sweet juice filling his mouth.

Then, Yu Luying reached out and took the watermelon: "It's not very cold yet."

"Just make do with it, Miss—Miss Dayang," Xiao Yao sat down on the recliner again: "It's in the countryside."

"Xiao Yao," Yu Luying said to Xiao Yao while continuing to eat watermelon, "Let me tell you a story."

"Okay, you tell me." Xiao Yao said with interest.

"There was a person who was eating watermelon on the balcony in the summer. He took a small spoon and dug there," Yu Luying said with a smile.

Xiao Yao: “?”

Yu Luying continued, "Suddenly she saw a man rummaging through the drawers in the room, so she asked him, 'What are you looking for?'"

Xiao Yao: "Wait, isn't this the story I told you? Can you please not tell this while we're eating watermelon on the balcony?"

"The man replied, I'm looking for my head." Yu Luying said in a cold tone.

Xiao Yao covered his ears with his hands.

“At this time, our protagonist looked down at the half watermelon in his hand…” Yu Luying looked down at the half watermelon in her hand.

Of course, a watermelon remains a watermelon and doesn’t become anything else.

"How is it?" Yu Luying said with some pride: "I'm not afraid now!"

Xiao Yao gave a thumbs up: "Good job, you can watch horror movies with me next time."

Just as he finished speaking, a shrill cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.

It was harsh and actually a bit alarmist, mainly because the environment was too quiet and the topic was so serious that the girl was frightened and almost screamed.

Then, Yu Luying told another horror story: "It's my mom, don't make a sound - Hello? Mom."

"..."

"In the hotel."

"..."

"No, I'm just wandering around outside the hotel. The scenery in the countryside is really beautiful."

"..."

"Don't be angry, I'm just about to go upstairs, why are you in such a hurry to get a room?"

"..."

"Don't come over here. You are sick. It's late at night."

"..."

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll take a picture for you, I'll take a picture for you."

Yu Luying put down the phone and jumped up like a great antelope: "Dead, dead, dead, my mom called to check, and the hotel said that no one has checked in for the reserved rooms yet."

"What should we do then?" Xiao Yao was stunned.

"My mom said she wanted to come over. I'm really impressed by her."

"what?"

Yu Luying opened the door and ran away like a panicked rabbit, without even changing her sneakers. She went downstairs in two steps in her space slippers.

"Wait for me!" Xiao Yao ran out of the door with a suitcase bag in his hand, kicked the door shut, and chased downstairs.

This time she didn't mind the darkness anymore. She ran along the path beside the artificial pond, across the playground of the Party School, and stopped in front of the iron gate. She put her hands on her knees, gasping for breath and staring blankly.

"The Party School is curfew at 10 o'clock." Xiao Yao finally caught up.

He knocked on the door of the message room for half a minute, woke up the cursing old man, and only after he smiled and said nice things did he get the old man to open the door.

After leaving the Party School, Yu Luying continued to run while looking for a taxi or a rickshaw, but it was past ten o'clock in the evening, where could she find a rickshaw?

"Where is the station?" Yu Luying asked Xiao Yao.

The girl was walking ahead with a sullen face. Xiao Yao was carrying his own luggage bag—wait, his own luggage bag? He was supposed to take her luggage, but he took the wrong one—and followed her closely. He didn't dare to say much, but just looked around while walking, looking for taxis and rickshaws.

Is it okay to take a black car?

When we reached the top of the "Tonghai Bridge", a black car drove towards us.

Then it drove past with a "whoosh".

This modified black car is particularly eye-catching in the night - its entire car is painted in deep black, and at the bottom of the front and rear of the car, there are bright blue neon lights, emitting a brilliant light. These neon lights surround the entire front and rear bumpers, and flicker with blue light like the starry sky.

In a word, eye-catching and showy.

As far as Xiao Yao knew, there was only one idiot in this small town who would drive a car like this around the streets.

"Hey!" Xiao Yao suddenly shouted, startling Yu Luying: "Xu Ruiyi!"

Before Yu Luying could react, Xiao Yao continued to chase after the car while yelling, "Xu Ruiyi! Xu Ruiyi!"