You are my wife, don't doubt it!

"Then why are you afraid to climb? You don't dare to climb?" Yu Luying asked curiously.

"What a joke, there is nothing I dare not do." Xiao Yao said.

This reminded Xiao Yao of when he was studying in the county junior high school. There was a very high iron gate leading from the playground to the county gymnasium. There were many spikes on the gate, which looked scary.

One day, he saw two boys climbing over the iron gate as if they were alone, chatting and laughing. Just as he was secretly sighing "What great skills these young men have", two girls slowly walked over.

At first glance, these two girls looked like quiet, well-behaved and good students. One of them was even wearing a long skirt. Xiao Yao was wondering how they were going to get over there. Then he stared at them in amazement. He climbed over there as if no one was around, as if he was familiar with the place, and chatting and laughing.

Yes, that was the case.

After arriving at the Shanghai New Passenger Station, Xiao Yao ate shengjian with Yu Lihua and Yu Luying, mother and daughter, and then took a taxi to send them home.

Xiao Yao took the initiative to pay the taxi fare and accompanied the mother and daughter out of the car. His original intention was just to walk with Yu Luying for a few more steps and talk a little, but Yu Lihua thought he wanted to go upstairs, so she took him upstairs without any hesitation.

After putting down the things and chatting for a few minutes, Xiao Yao took great pains to stuff only 70 pancakes into the refrigerator. As for the rest, Yu Lihua asked Xiao Yao to take them home and store them.

Really... my god...

Yu Lihua saw that Xiao Yao had something to say, so she went out and started making some noise in the public bathroom between the floors.

Little Apple was sitting in a high-back chair next to the dining table, with one leg crossed, talking on a flip phone.

"No," she closed the flip of her phone, "It's turned off now."

"Is the phone turned off..." Xiao Yao muttered to himself.

He took out his cell phone and made a call. Sure enough, a tone came from the other end of the receiver: "Hello, the number you dialed is powered off."

……

"Don't be impatient, just wait and see." Little Apple peeled a small apple and comforted softly.

"It's only another 48 hours, and we can report the case now," Xiao Yao said bitterly.

After peeling the apple, Xiao Yao was about to open his mouth to take a bite, but he reached out and took the apple very naturally, opened his mouth, and made a very crisp sound.

The sweet juice spread in Xiao Yao's mouth, but he could not taste it at all. He was only thinking about what to do next.

A trace of bitterness welled up in my heart.

Little Apple started to peel the second apple: "That, Xiao Yao."

"Ok?"

Little Apple glanced at the clock on the wall and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Well, it's too late for me to know." Xiao Yao said "I know" but his butt was stuck to the chair as if it had taken root and didn't move.

"I'm sorry, my mom and I are tired." Little Apple said apologetically in a soft voice.

"It's okay. Then, give me a hug?" Xiao Yao stood up and stretched out his arms.

The girl didn't stand up, but just sat on the chair and stretched out her arms to hug him back.

Xiao Yao lowered his head to kiss her, but Xiao Pingguo just turned her head away.

"What's going on? Haven't we made peace?" Xiao Yao was a little annoyed.

"My mother is here." Little Apple explained.

Xiao Yao didn't believe that the matter was so simple, but it was not appropriate to get to the bottom of it at this time and place, so he could only straighten up sullenly: "Then, I'll go back?"

"Be happy." said Little Apple.

She put down the fruit knife in her hand, gracefully lifted one foot, gently took off the gray cotton sock, then switched legs and took off the other one.

Her movements were extremely delicate, just like dancing. The girl used her slender fingers to gently touch the ankles of the gray cotton socks, which were embroidered with cute cartoon bear patterns. Little Apple slowly took off the socks, revealing a pair of extremely delicate, white and slender ankles.

The girl carefully folded the gray cotton socks neatly, then held Xiao Yao's hand with one hand and placed the socks in his palm with the other hand.

Xiao Yao was stunned for a moment, then gently held the still warm socks, as if he was holding Little Apple's heart.

"You can rest assured now, right?" Little Apple smiled and said, "Don't think too much about it, okay?"

"Yes, thank you." Xiao Yao nodded, and suddenly wanted to pretend again: "But, I haven't scored 80 points yet."

"I may not have time to help you with your lessons in the next few days..." Little Apple considered her words carefully, "so I will give you the 80-point reward in advance."

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Xiao Yao asked.

"Hmm," Yu Luying subconsciously stroked her smooth arch with her hand. Xiao Yao felt the soles of his feet itchy and numb. "One is that I'm tired and want to rest for a few days. The other is that I do have some things of my own to deal with."

"Okay," Xiao Yao said, "What's the matter?"

The boy asked this casually, but the girl lowered her head and gently stroked the soles of her feet, remaining silent.

Xiao Yao was a little unhappy - What? Is there something you need to hide from me?

However, he didn't show it.

Outside the door, on the wooden spiral staircase, footsteps were heard, gradually approaching the room where Xiao Yao was.

No matter how you listen, the footsteps sound like Yu Lihua's.

At Yu Luying's urging, Xiao Yao quickly packed up his socks.

"Auntie, I'll go back first--" Xiao Yao turned around and called.

"Oh, okay." Yu Lihua put down the full plastic basin in her hand and said, "Be careful on the way back."

--split line--

Xiao Yao returned to his home after being away for several days and went straight to his daughter's room.

"Changsheng, Changsheng! I brought you some super delicious sesame cakes. I'll bake them for you on the stove. Hey, where are you?"

Xiao Yao walked around the room for a few times, scratched his head and went out. He returned to the soap room, opened the small refrigerator, and desperately put dozens of pancakes into it.

Shen Jie had been gone for some time, so no one came to buy groceries and the refrigerator was relatively empty.

After Xiao Yao stuffed all the cakes in, he returned to his daughter's room and sat on her bed waiting for her.

...Wait, what is this?

On the girl's pillow, he saw a small envelope.

The envelope is folded from a piece of thick pink paper with a lovely heart-shaped design and a row of delicate flower patterns decorated on the edge, each flower is embellished with light glitter.

The pocket of the envelope was not sealed, leaving a slightly open gap, as if tempting one to peek into the secrets inside.

On the edge of the gap, there is a string of small beads, which are shining softly. These beads are pink and transparent, as pure as crystal, adding a bit of hazy charm to the whole envelope.

Xiao Yao gently opened the envelope and took out the letter inside.

In fact, when I was in school, oh, I mean, in junior high school, many girls in my class also liked to use such envelopes and stationery.

The letter paper is made of a soft light pink paper with a smooth and delicate texture. Its edge is decorated with exquisite lace, and the pattern of the lace is composed of blooming roses, each of which is painted vividly, as if it is about to jump out of the paper.

There was actually a faint fragrance emanating from the letter paper - it was a sweet floral scent, as if the fragrance of the flowers was blended into the paper.

The scent of paper diluted the faint smell of the girl's stinky feet in the room.

Unfortunately……

It’s a pity that the handwriting on the letter paper is so sloppy, it really doesn’t do justice to the envelope and letter paper.

It looks like it was written by a third grader - no, a third grader in kindergarten.

Little Dad:

I'm going to the island for training again!

In order to prevent you from not being able to find me after returning from the countryside and then crying and using this as an excuse to beat me, I really left you a message this time!

You haven't been here these two days, and I actually missed you a little bit.

It felt really good that night, and it made me feel a little bit like a kid again.

So you have to keep up the good work and continue to work hard to always be a lovable little dad!

PS My mom will be back any time in the next few days, so you should be prepared to welcome her.

PS2: Don't complain about my handwriting! People rarely write nowadays, do you know that?

LoveShen Tianyun

Xiao Yao was delighted. He looked at the word Love over and over again two or three times and even kissed it.

"I love you too..." Xiao Yao murmured to himself.

However, it would be fine if the handwriting was ugly, but in such a short letter, there were four or five typos, and words that could not be written were replaced by pinyin. This is indeed... worrying.

and many more.

A cloud of doubt hung over Xiao Yao's heart.

Why does my daughter have to go to the island for "training" every time she loses contact with Shen Jie?

Is this really just a coincidence?

...I guess I'm just thinking too much.

……

Xiao Yao sniffed the air, followed the source of the smell, and picked up a pair of gray short stockings on the sofa with two fingers.

The stockings are transparent, soft to the touch, only reach the ankles, and are covered with fine yellow sand.

If nothing unexpected happens, this is the source of the stench.

When he stepped out of the mirror and into the river of time in 2004, Xiao Yao raised his hand and smelled it.

This is not due to any abnormal hobby. It is purely to confirm with a scientific and rigorous attitude that this is the culprit that pollutes the air in my daughter's room, nothing more.

Then, Xiao Yao frowned, turned his head, stuck out his tongue, and made a dry heave sound in his throat.

Admittedly, there is some exaggerated self-performance in this, but it is indeed very heavy, that's also true.

When Xiao Yao went out to the soap room to run water to wash his daughter's socks, his cell phone QQ vibrated.

Xiao Yao threw down the wet socks in his hand, stood up, and pounced on the mobile phone on the gas stove like a tiger.

Then, brake and turn back to wipe your hands on the hanging foot cloth.

The boy opened QQ on his mobile phone with trembling hands.

The flashing avatar is not oO ShuheOo.

Xiao Yao's heart felt like it was hit by a sledgehammer and sank into endless darkness.

Drowning in the Face of an Angel: Do my feet stink so much now?

Drowning in Angel’s Face: Don’t smell it anymore. I’ll get you a new pair tomorrow.

……

Yu Luying's news made Xiao Yao burst into laughter.

Originally, when Xiao Yao saw that the message was sent by her, his first reaction was disappointment and even annoyance.

The annoyance did not come from annoyance towards Yu Luying herself, but was magnified by the disappointment after the illusion of "Shen Jie finally appeared" was shattered.

Even so, the message she sent was just too cute.

Don Quixote: No need to change, I like it this way.

Drowning in the Face of an Angel: . . . . . . . . . .

Don Quixote: I will wash it for you after I use it, and then return it to you. Then you can give me a new one.

Drowning in the Face of an Angel: Don’t do it tonight!!!

Drowning in the Face of an Angel: Please!

DON QUIXOTE: Uh, oh, okay.

Xiao Yao washed his daughter's socks, hung them up with two wooden clips in the soap room, and dried his hands again.

Then, he sat back on the small wooden bench between the soap slices and began to look through the address book and call records on his phone, preparing to save himself.

……

Suddenly I realized that there were very few intersections and connections between me and Shen Jie's circle.

When I was at Qiangui KTV that day, I should have asked for a few more people’s contact information.

After all, Zhou Xiaoying is a girl. Wouldn’t it be a bit offensive to call her so late at night?