You are my wife, don't doubt it!

"It's red. Is it covered with paint? There are several spots." Shen Tianyun said as he moved closer to Shen Jie. The latter was so scared that she knelt down on the bed and hid her two hind paws behind her.

"It's not paint!" Shen Jie said loudly: "It's red medicine, red ink!"

"Eh——" Shen Tianyun said.

"What's wrong with you, kid?" Shen Jie suddenly got furious. "Look at what time it is now? Why did you come back only now? It takes you a whole day and a night to get back to school? Why didn't you tell the adults that you weren't coming back for dinner? Do you know how long your great-grandmother, your grandmother, and I have been waiting for you to eat?"

Didn't wait even a minute.

Shen Jie's cheeks are still burning hot when she recalls this incident. Her tiny body wrapped in a blanket has twisted into a maggot.

What does it mean to die on the spot?

Shen Tianyun probably still doesn't understand why her young mother suddenly got so angry with her and scolded her harshly.

I hope she never understands...

Could it be that she has become suspicious?

Ahhh!No!

After hurriedly "criticizing and educating" her daughter, Shen Jie hurried back to 2004, quickly took off the dirty socks and threw them into the laundry basket, and then went to chat with Xiao Yao's grandmother.

I watched TV with her, something like "Eastern 110", and chatted with the old lady for about 2 hours.

This behavior can make up for the lack of sense of security in the girl's heart to a certain extent.

Because it is a reinforcement and confirmation of the official identity of "the granddaughter-in-law appointed by grandma."

"What's going on at the church that requires him to stay there?" Grandma asked. "Why don't you come with us?"

Why not? Oh, because I have no status there.

"Did he bring a change of underwear and clothes?" Grandma continued to ask: "Does he have a towel, toothpaste and toothbrush?"

Grandma has an elderly lifestyle. She would doze off after the news broadcast every day and get up at 4 a.m. for morning exercises. She stayed with Shen Jie until after 10 a.m. before she could no longer resist and drove her away.

Having said that, Xiao Yao’s performance tonight was still good.

Maybe he was afraid that I would overthink all sorts of things, so he kept sticking to me, messaging me, chatting with me, and asking about my well-being the whole night.

Guess you know the truth.

After ten o'clock, Xiao Yao simply called, and the two of them chatted passionately through the receiver until half past eleven.

Shen Jie used to be annoyed by Xiao Yao's clinginess, but now she just thinks he is not clingy enough.

How did I become like this... Shen Jie lamented.

That wasn't me.

After this epic memoir and wild thoughts, Shen Jie finally fell into a sweet dream.

At night, the room fell into deep darkness, with only faint moonlight shining through the curtains, forming a faint silver spot of light.

Shen Jie on the bed suddenly woke up from her dream with her heart beating rapidly.

Her eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness and began to make out the outlines of the room.

At the head of her bed, there stood a strange black shadow.

She stood there, staring at her quietly, as if she were an uninvited guest, a ghost arriving in the middle of the night.

The outline of the black shadow was vague, and only an old woman-like figure could be seen, with a bent back and long white hair that seemed to float around like mist.

Shen Jie's heart was beating wildly in her chest, and her throat seemed to be stuck, making it impossible for her to make a sound.

She tried to move, but her body seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and could not move.

The girl stared at the black shadow, trying to find a clue, wanting to know what was at the head of her bed.

The silence in the room was only broken by Shen Jie's breathing, while the black shadow remained motionless.

At this moment, every nerve of Shen Jie was tense.

The shadow stretched out his hands towards her neck.

--split line--

Xiao Yao suddenly woke up, feeling a little flustered.

The room was filled with silence, with only the faint moonlight shining on the ground, illuminating a corner of the simple bedroom.

Facing the head of Xiao Yao's bed was a Byzantine-style icon - unlike the usual good old shepherd Jesus, the Jesus in this portrait was portrayed solemnly, with the corners of his mouth slightly drooping and his eyes as big as bells, looking towards Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao felt a little bit scared under the gaze that was filled with a hint of reproach and a bit of pity in the admonition.

He remembered what Li Teng had mentioned in class, that Byzantine icons usually focused more on divinity than humanity.

"Lord, I was wrong." Xiao Yao actively confessed his guilt and stood at attention to be beaten.

"Put away your magical powers. We really can't get through five meters." Xiao Yao continued.

Jesus continued to stare at him silently, with no other expression except a reproachful look and drooping mouth corners.

Xiao Yao turned his head and saw a Byzantine-style mosaic on the wall next to him. It was a painting of the Virgin Mary wearing a headscarf and holding the baby Jesus.

The Virgin Mary's face no longer had the compassion she used to have - it couldn't be said that it was completely absent, but it was mostly filled with reproach.

The reproachful look in her eyes when she looked at Xiao Yao reminded Xiao Yao of the forbearing look his mother gave him when he made mistakes as a child.

Damn Yu Bo, you did it on purpose, you definitely did it on purpose, right?

"Mom, I was wrong, please don't be angry." Xiao Yao said to the Virgin Mary.

The issue of symbiosis is not as simple as shortening the distance to 5.3 meters.

This time, the five senses of vision, hearing, smell, taste and touch are fully amplified.

As long as he didn't concentrate, he could easily see the shadows of what Yu Luying's eyes saw.

Hearing the sound of a needle falling to the floor in her ears.

I could smell the stench coming from the roots of wild flowers hundreds of meters away.

Feeling her saliva flowing in her mouth and the taste of it.

He felt the slight stinging pain caused by a thorn on the bamboo mat where Yu Luying slept, touching the girl's skin.

All in all, in the past few months, Symbiosis has not reached such a crazy level.

He not only replicated all of Yu Luying's five senses at a 1:1 sensitivity, but also magnified them exponentially, even dozens of times.

The boy opened his eyes, and could even vaguely see the dancing spots of light projected by the retina on the inside of the girl's eyelids when she closed her eyes.

This feeling was almost driving him crazy.

Yu Luying obviously didn't like it either, so she went back to the room opposite to sleep early.

Xiao Yao had to concentrate his attention and mental strength to ignore and block out these sensitive senses that did not belong to him and were magnified.

He even thought he had the ability to start snooping into Yu Luying's dreams - but out of the most basic respect, he did not do so.

Xiao Yao looked at the small wooden table beside the bed. On it were several books that were neither new nor old. On the top was a 99% new New Testament with Psalms and Ecclesiastes. Next to the pile of books were candlesticks and some extinguished candles.

In the corner of the room there was a crude wooden hanger with a white altar robe hanging on it.

The shadows cast by the moonlight made the whole room look more mysterious and solemn. Xiao Yao's mood also changed... became... more uneasy because of this quiet bedroom.

He wanted to pee, and he also wanted to drink water.

He wanted to pee and drink water at the same time, and he didn't know whether he wanted to pee or drink.

The problem of drinking water is easy to solve, as there is a thermos in the room - although Xiao Yao prefers to drink boiled water.

But the problem is going to the toilet.

Xiao Yao turned on the fluorescent light with a "click", fumbled to get out of bed in his slippers, and walked around the room eight times, but still couldn't find the spittoon.

Spicy mom's.

The boy lay on the ground with his butt sticking up, searching under the bed in vain.

What else would you do? At three o'clock in the morning, as a traveler staying at the church, you knock on the door of the girl in the next room, then lean against the wall with a rose in your mouth and say in a suave manner: "Girl, come with me to pee?"

I'd better bear it until dawn. I won't think about it when I fall asleep, Xiao Yao thought.

and many more.

Yu Luying...seems to have woken up.

She got out of bed.

She found her slippers!

She's out!

Xiao Pingguo stood outside Xiao Yao's door, raised her hand as if to knock on the door, and then lowered her hand.

The girl just stood in front of Xiao Yao's door, waiting quietly.

Xiao Yao quickly walked to the door and opened it.

Yu Luying was wearing very conservative white pajamas and pink rabbit plastic slippers on her bare feet. She didn't look at him, just turned around and walked away, leaving only the "click, click" sound of her slippers walking on the old floor.

The women's restroom was at the corner of the stairs from the first floor to the second floor, and the men's restroom was at the corner of the stairs from the second floor to the third floor. Xiao Yao first accompanied Yu Luying to the women's restroom.

……

The girl came out.

"Do you still need to go?" Yu Luying finally spoke the first sentence.

Xiao Yao reached out and pressed his bladder, then shook his head gently.

Yu Luying sighed and made no move.

"Let me tell you something." Yu Luying said.

"Well," Xiao Yao said, "You go ahead."

"Logically speaking, I shouldn't be the one saying this," Yu Luying warned him, "I'm not saying this out of selfishness."

Xiao Yao probably guessed what she wanted to say, but he didn't quite believe it: "It's okay, go ahead."

"You may not agree with what I say, but you are not allowed to be angry with me," said Yu Luying.

"I'm not angry." Xiao Yao said.

Yu Luying seemed to want to say something but stopped herself.

Yu Luying didn't say anything.

But Xiao Yao heard it.

How about you break up with your sister first?

"Absolutely impossible," Xiao Yao answered without even pausing for half a second, "It's impossible."

The boy's tone was firm and resolute.

"Well," Yu Luying said immediately, "then just pretend I didn't say anything."

"You didn't say anything in the first place," Xiao Yao told Yu Luying, "and I didn't hear anything either."

Chapter 347 Don't Try to Turn Me into the Second Shen Jie

2023-10-07

"Do you remember, last semester - no, should I say the semester before last, when you harassed me..."

"Does emphasizing the word 'harassment' make you happier?"

"Well, yes."

"The Lord is here, you should be careful with what you say and do." Xiao Yao reminded Yu Luying.

Yu Luying stuck out her tongue: "I was really annoyed with you at that time, so I told you not to get within 5 meters of me. Do you remember?"

"I remember. How could I forget?" Xiao Yao replied casually, "You complained at the time about why Huaxia couldn't apply for an injunction from the court."

“Haha.” Yu Luying covered her mouth and nose and chuckled: “Later, whenever you come up to talk to me, I will do this.” Yu Luying raised her right hand and spread out her five fingers: “Five meters!”

"Five meters!" Xiao Yao imitated Yu Luying's tone and shouted softly in a strange voice, and then the two of them burst into laughter.

"Ah, um!" Yu Luying cleared her throat a little embarrassedly, then slapped Xiao Yao, sat up straight, and remained silent in front of the Lord.