You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Tao Tianyi happened to be looking over here, and the two of them looked at each other for a second and a half.

Speaking of which, I took physical education classes with Xiao Xiong and his class last semester and the semester before that. Why did it change this semester?

Xiao Yao turned his attention back to the girls.

He looked at Yu Luying who was sitting on the parallel bars in a daze, then at Zhao Xiaomei who kept biting her pen, and finally looked at the group of girls running circles.

The afternoon sun shone through the clouds onto the playground, illuminating the track, and the figures of the students running in circles were naturally clearly visible.

Shen Jie was running in the first few rows. She ran gracefully and her arms swung naturally.

Xiao Yao withdrew his gaze and walked straight to Zhao Xiaomei and sat down.

Zhao Xiaomei was startled like a frightened deer. Her whole body trembled and she subconsciously sat down and moved a few steps to the left with her butt.

Yu Luying, who was sitting on the parallel bars, cast a glance over.

"Hello." Xiao Yao greeted politely and gently.

"Hmm," Zhao Xiaomei said, "Hello, hello!"

Xiao Yao felt that she looked very natural and didn't seem to be acting.

"Your name is Zhao Xiaomei, right?" Xiao Yao asked Zhao Xiaomei.

"I, I'm Zhao Xiaomei." Zhao Xiaomei had already taken the pen out of her mouth. At this moment, she lowered her head, clenched her school pants at her knees with her fists, and answered in a mosquito-like voice.

"Tao Tianyi is in your class, right?" Xiao Yao continued to chat up, "Can you point out to me which one is him?"

Of course Xiao Yao already recognized who Tao Tianyi was, he was just deliberately making small talk.

"No, I can't..." Zhao Xiaomei shook her head again and again: "I, I forgot - no, I mean, I, I'm not familiar with the people in the class, I can't remember their names."

Bullshit. That’s fucking bullshit.

"I, have we known each other before?" Just when Xiao Yao was racking his brains to think of how to further open the topic, Zhao Xiaomei actually took the initiative to speak timidly.

The girl leaned her head towards Xiao Yao, asked this question, and then immediately retracted her head.

"I know him." Xiao Yao told her affirmatively.

"Yes, what is the relationship?" Zhao Xiaomei asked Xiao Yao: "Classmate, friend?"

"You are my suitor." Xiao Yao told her truthfully.

"Are you my suitor?" Zhao Xiaomei asked curiously.

"You are my suitor." Xiao Yao corrected her.

Zhao Xiaomei glanced at Xiao Yao's face again with that... extremely indescribable expression: "Impossible. You are lying."

What's the point of looking at my face before you say this? Damn, that's extremely insulting!

"Don't believe it," Xiao Yao shrugged. "You can ask people in school or class, and you'll know. My name is Xiao Yao."

"Li Xiaoyao?" Zhao Xiaomei was stunned.

"There's no Li, only Xiao Yao." Xiao Yao said, "When did you get amnesia? Were you hit on the head by a car during the summer vacation?"

Zhao Xiaomei was silent.

Keep acting, keep editing, keep editing, I'm waiting online.

"You, you, did I really pursue you?" After a few seconds, Zhao Xiaomei leaned over again and asked with a blushing face.

"I told you to ask your classmates. Everyone knows." Xiao Yao said.

"I, I, I don't know any of them. I have forgotten everything." Zhao Xiaomei said sincerely.

Huh? Is this real amnesia?

Xiao Yao's mentality jumped back and forth between "belief" and "disbelief".

"When is your most recent memory?" Xiao Yao asked Zhao Xiaomei.

"Grade...second grade." Zhao Xiaomei hesitated for a moment and told Xiao Yao.

"Then can you still do your homework? Can you do it?" Xiao Yao's gaze fell on her thigh...and the homework book on her thigh.

"I just can't do it." Zhao Xiaomei looked like she was about to cry: "I don't know what to do now."

"You...you..." Xiao Yao had a lot of questions he wanted to ask her, but he didn't know where to start.

Where are her parents? Where are her relatives? During the time she was missing, no one looked for her? No one told her what happened in the past few years? What does it feel like to travel from the second year of junior high school to the second year of high school? Did you wake up from a nap and find that several years had passed? Or did you hit your head and fainted? Did you not talk to other classmates at school all day?

"So, did I catch up with you? Did anything happen between us?" Zhao Xiaomei picked up the homework book to cover her face and asked again.

It seems that you really care about this issue, Xiao Yao thought.

"I didn't catch up with her." Xiao Yao told the truth.

"Oh, that's good." Zhao Xiaomei put down her homework book and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Damn it, that’s too much, Xiao Yao started to get angry.

"I, I didn't mean that!" Zhao Xiaomei seemed to finally realize her impoliteness and waved her hands repeatedly: "I...I..."

"Oh, forget it," Xiao Yao said, "Why would I bother with a junior high school student?"

"How did I pursue you?" Zhao Xiaomei covered her face with her homework book again.

Xiao Yao gave her a meaningful look, but unfortunately she couldn't see it.

"I, I just want to," Zhao Xiaomei explained in a low voice, "I, I can't shut myself up like this anymore. I should get to know the people I've known in the past few years and listen to them talk about our stories. Maybe it can help me remember something... Yes, it's Mei, what Teacher Mei just told me!"

Teacher Mei is the chief and only psychology teacher at St. Francis Xavier Middle School. When Xiao Yao was unhappy in his first year of high school, there was a period when he would go to see her once a week.

But given her posture level...you still need professional treatment from the experts at No. 600 Wanping North Road.

"We actually met each other..." Xiao Yao told Zhao Xiaomei, "We met at the end of the second semester of our first year in high school, in a shop called Hu Jian Qianlixiang Wonton."

"Ah?" Zhao Xiaomei said in disbelief: "You're lying to me. I hate eating wontons the most."

Xiao Yao: "..."

"Please continue." Zhao Xiaomei urged.

"If you don't believe me, what else can I say?" Xiao Yao pretended to be indifferent.

"Believe me, believe me, please tell me quickly." Zhao Xiaomei said.

“……………………………………………………”

"Ah? You already have a girlfriend, and I'm still chasing you?" Zhao Xiaomei's voice was a little loud, and then she turned around to look at the tall and thin girl on the parallel bars and asked Xiao Yao in a low voice: "Is it her?"

"Well—right?" Xiao Yao said.

Zhao Xiaomei had obviously seen how the two of them were clinging to each other.

She turned around again and waved timidly to Yu Luying.

Yu Luying was stunned and subconsciously responded.

"Then, you continue." Zhao Xiaomei turned around and urged the boy again.

“………………………………………………………”

"Ah?" Zhao Xiaomei said, "Why don't you just reject me directly?"

"Didn't I reject you?" Xiao Yao asked back, "Besides, you know I have a girlfriend."

"But your attitude is ambiguous, which can easily give others false hope, and then they won't give up, and will keep hanging on you." Zhao Xiaomei's tone was particularly serious.

"Damn it," Xiao Yao said dissatisfiedly, "I'm being polite to you, but it's my fault?"

"It's your fault." Zhao Xiaomei said seriously, "You are very cruel."

"Listen, listen," Yu Luying's voice came from the parallel bars: "Warm man central air conditioning."

Why did Yu Luying also learn future words from Shen Tianyun? Xiao Yao wondered.

"I'm sorry," Zhao Xiaomei turned back to Yu Luying and said, "My classmate, I, I really don't know why I would do such a thing... That, that feeling is not me."

Yu Luying shrugged and said nothing.

Chapter 361 Cai Xukun Shen Jie

2023-10-26

*This chapter is also called "Two Zhao Xiaomei"

Gradually, Yu Luying also joined the chat.

The topics of conversation among the teenagers gradually became more relaxed.

Yu Luying did not let down her guard, nor did she believe Zhao Xiaomei's lies about her amnesia. She just tested her silently, trying to find some loopholes in her.

She hasn't gained anything yet.

After the boys and girls finished running laps, Teacher Gong sent the physical education committee member to the sports equipment room to get a basketball, and a fierce battle began on the playground.

Compared to the Ye Gonghaolong's preference for football, basketball seems to be more worthy of being called the national sport of China.

After all, even in a place like Shanghai, you can't find many regular football fields except for a few like Beihong Football Stadium.

But then again, the Chinese national football team's victory in the Asian Cup this year has set off a new wave of football enthusiasm. I heard that many high schools, including St. Francis Xavier's School, are considering forming youth training school teams.

Good thing, good thing.

Xiao Yao narrowed his eyes and admired the figures fighting under the basketball hoop on the concrete playground.

One of the short girls naturally attracted his attention.

The girl's face was flushed, her cheeks were pink, she was sweating profusely, and a few strands of wet hair were stuck to her forehead.

The thick glasses that were in the way had been taken off, and the fake bangs that covered the glasses had been clipped up without risking exposing her true face. The tight school uniform shirt wrapped around her curvaceous body, rising and falling as she ran.

The girl was panting and breathing rapidly, with a few drops of sweat hanging on the tip of her small nose.

Although she is only 1 meters tall, her ball skills are proficient enough to gain an advantage in steals and confrontations.

At the beginning, she dribbled quickly to the opponent's basket like a nimble little rabbit, trying to make a layup.

However, Zhang Jialong was much taller than her and blocked the ball with just one arm.

"Ouch!" Xu Qingwei yelled in dissatisfaction, and quickly snatched the ball back - this time, she chose a long-range shot.

The ball drew a beautiful parabola and fell steadily into the basket.

"Yes!" The girl jumped up happily to celebrate.

Xu Qingwei's basketball skills are indeed excellent, but her physical disadvantage undoubtedly puts her at a disadvantage under the basket.

During the fight for the rebound, Ouyang Qianqian pushed her aside, preventing her from gaining an advantageous position.

Xu Qingwei could only watch helplessly as the ball was snatched away by the opponent.

"Come on, Xu Qingwei!" Zhao Xiaomei shouted as if she had mustered up the courage for a long time.

"Come on, Xu Qingwei!" Yu Luying also shouted.

Then everyone in the class turned to look at her, and Xiao Pingguo realized that Xu Qingwei was from the opposite class and that her butt was sitting crookedly.

"Come on, Lulu!" Yu Luying said.

"Oh, by the way, Xiaomei," Xiao Yao finally remembered and asked, "Why didn't you go to physical education class and sit with us? Did you sprain your ankle too?"

"No, no." Zhao Xiaomei said shyly, "I...I feel uncomfortable in my stomach."

"Oh," Xiao Yao said, "Oh——!"

"I, I'll go buy you drinks! What do you want to drink?" Zhao Xiaomei suddenly stood up and patted the grass on her butt.

"We don't need it." said Yu Luying.

"I want a Coke, delicious and ice-cold." Xiao Yao said.

Yu Luying glared at Xiao Yao: "Why are you so rude?"

After Zhao Xiaomei left, Xiao Yao approached the parallel bars where Yu Luying was sitting: "How is it?"

"What's going on?" Yu Luying asked somewhat puzzled.

"Do you think she is real or fake?" Xiao Yao pointed to his temple.

"I don't know," Yu Luying paused and said, "I don't know."