You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Xiao Yao hit the top of his head twice, then realized something was wrong. Yu Luying had turned around and was looking at him angrily.

The boy put down the guitar in his hand, put on his shoes, staggered forward on the beach, spread his wings like a roc, and hugged the two girls in his arms.

"I love you," he told them.

"What should I say?" Shen Jie raised her lips: "We love you too?"

"Okay," Xiao Yao nodded and said, "I'll count to one or two, and you guys say it together."

"Get lost," Yu Luying said, "We both hate you."

"Love, don't hate; bless, don't curse." Xiao Yao said these extremely correct yet useless words, took off his glasses, then pressed the back of the two girls' heads with both hands, pressed their lips very close to each other, and kept them at the same altitude.

"What—"

"Bo." Xiao Yao allowed himself to touch them both at the same time.

"Hey, you are really disgusting." Shen Jie wiped her mouth with the back of her hand: "I really can't take it anymore."

Yu Luying just said nothing and looked down at her sand-covered Crocs.

About half an hour later.

The surging night tide had almost engulfed 2/3 of the beach, but the three teenagers still did not leave.

"In countless dark nights, I drew you with stars, and your grace is like the morning star that allows me to truly see you." Xiao Yao plucked the strings of the guitar and sang to the starry sky with his beautiful voice.

"In my singing, I use notes to praise you. Your beauty is what I celebrate in this life..." Yu Luying continued to sing.

Shen Jie couldn't sing, she just clapped her hands to keep the beat for the two of them, and sang the lyrics along with them in her mouth. Since every tune she sang was almost the same, it sounded more like she was reciting the lyrics.

"The most beautiful blessing in this life..." Xiao Yao sang.

"The most beautiful blessings~" Yu Luying actually sang harmony for him.

"It means knowing the Lord Iesu~"

"Master Iesu~" Yu Luying said.

After singing a song, Xiao Yao looked at the tide in front of him: "We should go back, if we don't go, we will die."

"Three people dying together...?"

"I don't want to, let's go!" Shen Jie stood up.

"I guess I still have time to sing one more song," Xiao Yao strummed the strings of the zither: "Oh oh oh ~ Outside the quiet little village, there is a stupid child, born in - hey, hey, why are you all leaving, wait for me, wait for me."

……

Xiao Yao was carrying a guitar on his back, and Yu Luying was carrying a cello case, walking on his left side, holding the boy's left hand. Shen Jie was half a person's distance to Xiao Yao's right, jumping forward while swinging her hands, looking like she was in a good mood.

On both sides are dense reeds that are as tall as a person, and above head is still a starry sky, illuminating the way back "home".

"Big Rabbit plays the guitar really well," Yu Luying said, "Have you seen the guitar score of The Most Beautiful Blessing in This Life?"

“I haven’t seen it,” Xiao Yao told Yu Luying, “I just improvised the chords I made up.”

"Is he a dog or a rabbit?" Shen Jie asked.

“Who cares? It’s a birth anyway.” Yu Luying giggled.

Xiao Yao: “?”

"However, the Youth Mass Group needs talents like you." Yu Luying let go of Xiao Yao's hand and patted his shoulder.

"What the hell? Is there a division between young people, teenagers, children and the elderly during mass?" Xiao Yao said.

“Maybe you’ll know tomorrow,” Yu Luying said with a smile, “The guitar on your back is borrowed from the Youth Mass group.”

"To be honest," Shen Jie sighed, "Just now when I saw the two of you singing in duet, one singing in harmony, the sound of the harp and the zither, the husband singing... ah, I felt a little envious and jealous."

"Look," Xiao Yao said to Yu Luying, "Shen Jie's Chinese has improved since she got together with me. She just used three idioms in one breath."

"Fuck you." Shen Jie said.

"Sister, are you worried about not being able to sing?" Yu Luying immediately captured the core contradiction.

"Yes," Shen Jie nodded and said, "I used to think that if I couldn't sing, I wouldn't sing. It's nothing. I just suddenly had this feeling today."

"If you want to learn, our church should have someone who can teach vocal music. I'll ask for you tomorrow." Yu Luying leaned her head forward slightly, looking past Xiao Yao and said to Shen Jie.

"He was born with tone deafness, so it's hopeless." Shen Jie said.

"That's not necessarily true. There's nothing wrong with your vocal condition, but your pitch isn't good enough," Yu Luying explained. "This may be something that can be improved. Our vocal teachers are very professional, and one of them graduated from the Shanghai Conservatory of Music. Together with the teachers there..."

"Can I really learn to sing?" Shen Jie asked doubtfully.

"Have confidence in yourself," said Yu Luying.

"Hey, Shen Jie, have you read "Les Miserables"? " Xiao Yao suddenly thought of something.

"I'm not like you, the artistic boy or girl. I have definitely never seen it." Shen Jie said.

"No, I'm not talking about a book. I'm talking about a musical, one of the four great musicals, Les Miserables."

"Uh...it seems..." Shen Jie looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle, thinking: "It seems like I've seen it before, but it also seems like I haven't seen it before. I can't remember."

"I watched it during the music class in my first year of high school," Xiao Yao said. "There was one music class per week, and I watched it for 45 minutes a week. I had to pause for explanations, and I finally finished it after watching it for a semester."

"Huh? The music class in your party is so foreign?" Shen Jie's eyes flickered with curiosity.

"Yes, it successfully trained me to be a musical lover. This is what we call quality education." Xiao Yao said, "I just suddenly remembered that there was a passage in the song called "Starry Sky" sung by Javert. Do you remember it, Little Apple?"

"Remember," Yu Luying said, "Javert's inner monologue was sung to Notre Dame de Paris."

"I like that part very much," Xiao Yao said, "Javert's Starry Sky. I identify with this character. I'll sing another part for you—"

"Hey, Shen Jie, did you go to Taize today?" Yu Luying suddenly said.

"Of course he went." Shen Jie said, "He went with Lucia."

"How do you feel?" Yu Luying asked her.

"I'm so moved, I'm almost crying," Shen Jie said.

"Is this true?" Yu Luying said.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on?" Xiao Yao said, "Didn't you say that a three-person date should be centered around me?"

"The date is over." Shen Jie and Yu Luying told him in unison.

"Oh, is it Girl's time again?" Xiao Yao lowered his head pretending to be dejected, but he was very happy in his heart.

Even if this is just a drunken dream tonight.

When we returned to the Saint Ai Hotel, it was almost 2 a.m.

The three of them lived on different floors. In order to conceal their whereabouts, they separated before entering the hotel.

Xiao Yao was the first to go in, and Yu Luying came in a minute later.

Shen Jie is the last one.

She took the elevator to the sixth floor.

Before leaving, she had asked Lucia for the room card, so she was not too nervous.

My body was wet and sticky, feeling very uncomfortable. I had to go back and take a shower and wash my hair again. I didn't know what time it was when I finished.

I hope it won’t affect Lucia’s rest.

What should I do with these clothes that are wet from head to toe? Should I wash them myself or give them to Xiao Yao to wash tomorrow?

You can't ask Cinderella to wash it, Shen Jie imagined it wildly, with a sly smile on her face.

No, that's too bad.

"Ding~Duludulu." The girl swiped open the door of Room 605, pushed it open, and then hooked the door shut with her foot.

Turn around and put on the anti-theft chain.

Turning back, he passed the bathroom door and headed towards the bedroom.

Then, he took a deep breath and let out a horrified scream.

"oops--!"

Chapter 291 Can’t sleep alone

2023-08-11

Xiao Yao returned to his room 1503. Gao Sijun was already asleep, but he left the door open for him.

This guy is pretty easygoing.

Xiao Yao quickly washed himself and got into bed quietly.

He stretched out his body comfortably while flipping through the photos on his phone. On the screen, Xiao Yao's face occupied the center position, smiling a little obscenely, and his arms stretched out desperately towards the camera so that the frame could cover both girls.

Shen Jie's face is the largest, located on the left side of the picture, tilted 30 degrees, smiling and close to the camera, but the edge of her pretty face is still not captured; Yu Luying is on the right side of the picture, seemingly standing a little further away, with a slightly...uncomfortable? Unhappy? Disdainful?

It probably just wasn't filmed well.

The background was pitch black and I couldn’t capture the stunning starry sky.

Next time, I’d better ask passers-by to help me take a good photo. Doesn’t Yu Luying have more professional equipment?

A must-have SLR camera for female intellectuals...

If you think about it carefully, apart from the fact that they live in a cramped place, the living conditions of Yu Lihua and her daughter are not that bad.

In line with the principle of keeping a low profile, Xiao Yao gave up the idea of ​​setting it as the desktop background after thinking about it. The boy pressed the hard button on the phone and clicked "Next Page".

A photo captures a lovely and unique scene on a beach at night - the main subject of the picture is six legs, as if jumping in the endless night.

The two legs in the middle are particularly eye-catching, large and steady, like a giant beast that has crossed time. These two legs are unrestrained, naked in the night, and the two sparse leg hairs are like soft fluff, slightly reflecting the starlight, adding a primitive natural atmosphere to this moment.

The pair of feet on the right, which seemed to belong to a little girl, were wearing a pair of wet blue and white striped short cotton socks, which were tightly connected to the trouser legs of the small-leg pants. The socks and pants were soaked, and the blue and white stripes were slightly blurred against the background of the water stains. The sand and dust also adhered to the wet surface, forming light muddy spots, as if it was a memory of the beach. The trouser legs were tightly attached to the calves, and the wet texture fit the skin, outlining a lovely curve.

The left foot is slightly larger, wearing a pair of wet and wrinkled white cotton socks, and the hem of the long skirt can be seen. The socks and skirt are covered with sand and wet marks, forming irregular patterns. The color of the white cotton socks is slightly dull due to the dampness, and there are some wrinkles at the sock opening, as if it has experienced a day of damage. The socks outline the curve of her calf, revealing a small section of white calf, revealing the tenderness and purity of youth.

The long skirt was also wet by the waves, clinging to her slender legs. The hem of the skirt sparkled under the starlight. The black hem of the skirt formed a sharp contrast with the wet white cotton socks, showing an elegant and mysterious temperament.

The six feet are quietly arranged on the picture. The slightly larger right foot in white cotton socks on the left and the left foot in blue and white striped socks like a girl on the right are slightly tilted and moved closer to the center of the picture, overlapping on the instep of the boy's big foot in the center.

The two little toes wrapped in cotton socks playfully touch each other, forming a cozy and warm picture. They seem to be jumping on the beach at night, like a silent symphony, composing their little happiness under the silent night.

At least, it was a little happiness at that moment.

This photo captures the beauty and happiness of this moment. Xiao Yao believes that it will become an eternal memory.

Xiao Yao sent the two photos to the two girls separately.

MMS, send.

……

The other party has received it!

Gao Sijun, who was sleeping on the right bed, suddenly sat up, threw back the quilt, threw something in his hand on the bed, and went to the bathroom.

"Old Gao, it turns out you didn't sleep." Xiao Yao asked casually after Gao Sijun returned to his bed.

"Yes, I fell asleep and woke up again," Gao Sijun replied vaguely, "Old Xiao, I want to discuss something with you."

"Ah? What did you say?" Xiao Yao received a reply text message on his phone.

"Next time, after you go to the beach, can you wash your feet before entering the room?" Gao Sijun picked up the thing horizontally again and pressed it with both hands: "Look, the floor of the room is full of sand."

"Oh, sorry, sorry," Xiao Yao said apologetically, "I'll be more careful next time."

"It's nothing else, the main thing is that I'm afraid I'll slip if I'm not careful." Gao Sijun explained: "Where did you go to play?"

"Watching the stars at the beach." Xiao Yao said as he replied to the message on his phone.

The message read: "Wife, I miss you."

"With a girl?" There was a hint of jealousy in Gao Sijun's tone.

"...Yeah." Xiao Yao thought about it and answered truthfully.

"That's great." said Gao Sijun.

My phone vibrated, and a new message came in: "You're thinking about me right after we separated. What's there to miss? Aren't we together all day?"

"What are you playing? The video game console?" Xiao Yao replied to the message while chatting with Gao Sijun.