You are my wife, don't doubt it!

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We had been planning to choose a house together today and reward him after we moved in together.

Now, just watch and think about it - Shen Jie made up her mind.

She looked up at the wall, but there was no clock.

I had to look at my phone.

It's already past 8 o'clock.

He hasn't come back yet.

He chose a house, moved, packed up and cleaned everything here, but Xiao Yao ran off with the little vixen openly.

The more I took a step back, the more angry I became.

Shen Jie hugged her head and made an ambiguous sound from her mouth, like a little fox.

I had dinner with Daiyu, Yan Xiao and I at a random place downstairs.

In order to thank the two for their hard work, Shen Jie of course paid the bill herself.

How long has it been since you came back? An hour? Two hours?

Isn't it time to stop?

Shen Jie finally couldn't help it and dialed Yu Luying's phone number.

"Hello, the number you dialed is in use."

Oh yes, this little bitch blocked my phone number in the morning, oh no, in the afternoon.

Shen Jie stood up and used the narrow spring steel bed as a trampoline, jumping on it and swearing in obscene Shanghai dialect.

The girl quickly stopped this intense exercise because big beads of sweat had begun to appear on her forehead.

She put her head into the path of the oscillating fan, but was greeted by a gust of hot air.

This is a bit outrageous. It should be dark already, right?

Shen Jie had no way of judging, because this small room had no windows. As long as the door was closed and the lights were not turned on, it would be completely dark.

It does feel a bit like a dungeon, but it's quite suitable for taking a nap.

She sat down quietly on the 1.5-person-wide steel spring bed, turned off the lights, and immersed herself in the pitch-black darkness.

There was only near-absolute darkness, but no tranquility to go with it.

The reason, of course, is that the circle of partitions around her, which can be euphemistically called walls, do not have the sound insulation function that walls should have.

She could hear the clatter of slippers in the corridor, loud coughs next door, and the muffled voices of men and women.

The voices seemed to be far away, yet close to my ears.

Shen Jie was trying to figure out whether these were the sounds of neighbors talking or the sounds coming from their television.

...But why on earth should I think about this? It doesn't matter what it is.

Go to sleep, just sleep for a while and Xiao Yao will come over.

...I'm not really looking forward to whether he will come over or not, Shen Jie said to herself.

Shen Jie turned over in annoyance.

Then he turned over again.

After three minutes, turn over again.

Damn, I can’t sleep.

Shen Jie sat up and searched in the darkness based on her intuition.

She actually found it.

The girl wiped the sweat from her forehead and turned on the air conditioner in the room with a "beep".

The old landlady seemed to say that there would be extra electricity charges for using the air conditioner, but why not?

Set the air conditioner to 18°.

Feeling a little more comfortable.

The girl closed her legs and thought for a while in the dark.

Then, carefully lift the quilt.

……

Just lie down at home and relax and be comfortable.

She took off all her clothes and wrapped herself in the quilt.

I originally wanted to take off my socks, but suddenly I felt a sense of wrapping, which was quite comfortable, so I didn’t take them off yet.

……

Shen Jie let out a long sigh, and she felt sweaty all over again.

It's time to take a bath.

The girl knew that the bathroom and toilet were at the end of the long corridor.

There is one bathroom shared by more than ten to twenty households on the second floor. She had no confidence that she would not have to queue outside the door when she went there by herself.

And...you have to wear clothes.

Shen Jie sat up, groped on the wall, and turned on a light bulb.

Her eyes had been in darkness for too long, and the light from the bulb was so sudden and dazzling that she unconsciously stretched out her hand, palm facing outward and back of hand facing inward, to cover her eyes.

After getting used to the light in the room, Shen Jie put down her hands, took off her socks, rolled them into a ball, and aimed at the makeshift clothes basket she had set up in the corner.

"Hey~~~whoosh!"

The two balls of socks drew a beautiful parabola in the air.

Nice fake move, three-pointer!

It fell outside!

Shen Jie lifted the quilt, jumped out of bed with bare arms and feet, ran to the laundry basket, picked up the socks and threw them in.

Then she walked to her luggage bag and found her long nightgown.

This nightgown is loose, conservative and elegant. Even if you are seen by a male neighbor in the corridor while wearing it, you won't feel inappropriate or at a disadvantage.

After getting dressed, Shen Jie did not immediately try her luck in the bathroom, but sat back on the edge of the bed, looking around her "new home" for the next few days.

The room was not small, about 10 square meters. There was a light bulb hanging above the door, and outside the door was a public corridor.

The so-called "bare walls" is the most appropriate description for this place, because the only furniture in the room is the bed in the corner, and the dirty clothes basket in another corner - that was where Shen Jie had just put it herself. Apart from that, there is nothing else.

Yes, there is no table, no chairs, no TV cabinet, not even a small stool, and no mirror.

The decoration is purely rough, but at least the walls were painted white. Although it looks gray now, it is undeniable that it has been painted white.

In the third corner, there were several heavy luggage bags, belonging to him and Xiao Yao. They had not been opened yet and were just thrown there casually.

On the top of the luggage bag is a socket, with a triangular bottom and two holes on the top.

Shen Jie walked over and plugged her cell phone charger into a two-hole socket, while the phone itself hung crookedly on a luggage bag.

Such a residence can hardly be called a "home" and at best it is just a "place to sleep".

Shen Jie lay back on the bed, staring at the empty ceiling in a daze.

An indescribable feeling of emptiness and panic spread throughout her body.

She felt that at such a young age, she had already become a resentful woman who was eagerly waiting for her husband to come home.

This is obviously wrong.

The first time I ran away from home, Xiao Yao had not yet had his summer vacation. He went to school during the day, and I had similar feelings when I locked myself up in Xiao Yao’s grandmother’s house.

But the feeling back then was only one-third or one-quarter of what it is now.

Shen Jie hugged her knees and curled herself up.

I remember that during the Chinese New Year this year, a distant cousin, who was about 30 years old, came to visit our home.

When I was playing cards with my aunts and uncles, I talked about how terrible getting married was.

"I can see the end of my life," the cousin kept chattering, "husband, children, busying around the house, I can see the end of my life, I will be in my seventies and eighties. There will be no more dreams, expectations, or romance, no miracles of love around the corner... This is how my life will be."

"That's how people are," another female relative added, "Working in a job you don't like, doing housework you don't like, marrying a husband you don't like, watching TV you don't like... this life will soon be over."

At that time, Shen Jie didn't have anything to disagree with about this. She just thought it was pretentious and the restless behavior of a middle-aged woman.

And I... was only 17 years old.

I should have my own life, the life that I should have at my age, the life that belongs to a girl and youth.

Maybe, like Yan Xiao said, you can have a relationship for fun, but you shouldn't... you shouldn't...

And if I could feel some empathy with my cousins right now…?

It's horrible, it's not just horrible, it's a disaster.

For a moment, she didn't know who to blame. Shen Hongsheng, Xiao Yao, or herself? Or her future self...?

If that day, when Xiao Yao came to No. 7 Girls' High School to find me, I said to him very rationally and freely: "Even if you are my future husband, please obey the arrangement of fate, live according to the original trajectory, and wait for the day when we first meet."... what would I say?

So what kind of life should I live now?

While daydreaming, Shen Jie subconsciously turned the ring on her left ring finger.

It seemed like the size was a little small, and it caused a dull pain in the base of my fingers.

I'll take it to a jewelry store one day and ask the master to modify it a little bit...

As I was thinking this, I finally became dazed and my consciousness became blurred.

She didn't know how long she slept - probably not long - when she was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Shen Jie asked.

"Little girl, are you asleep?" The kind voice of the landlord's grandmother came from outside the door: "There is a young man who wants to see you. He said his last name is Xiao."

Shen Jie jumped off the bed, ran to the door, and pulled open the bolt.

Then he rushed back to the bed and lay facing the wall: "Let him in!"

Shen Jie heard the sound of the door being opened and then closed.

Shen Jie heard footsteps, then the sound of basketball shoes being taken off and falling to the ground.

Shen Jie felt the quilt on her body being lifted from behind, and then the person walked straight in.

Shen Jie was embraced from behind by a warm embrace and a pair of strong arms.

She curled up and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hello, classmate. I am your future husband." said the young man's voice.

"Then who am I?" Shen Jie buried her head deeply in the quilt.

"You are my wife, don't doubt it!" the young man said firmly.

"No, I'm Miao Mama~ Who told you to wear your coat and pants to bed?" Shen Jie screamed: "Why are they still wet?! Are you going to die?!"

The boy let go of himself, threw back the covers, and jumped out of bed.