You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Yu Luying ignored his complaints and continued doing her homework.

"Is this the fate of the Two-Wives Hero?" Xiao Yao said this deliberately.

Yu Luying continued to ignore him.

"Well, maybe having two wives is like this," Xiao Yao sighed and continued to test Yu Luying: "With great ability comes great responsibility."

"It's good that you know," Yu Luying said softly without raising her head a few seconds later, "Then stop complaining."

Seeing that Yu Luying did not complain or oppose his outrageous remarks about "two wives", but instead acquiesced, Xiao Yao's courage suddenly grew again.

It was the first time since their "breakup" nearly half a month ago that he reached out and hugged Yu Luying.

The girl did not scream, did not push him away, did not struggle out of his arms, and did not slap him in the face - this gave Xiao Yao a signal to go further.

She turned her head, looked over Xiao Yao's shoulder, looked outside the classroom, and then looked at Xiao Yao calmly: "What are you doing again?"

That was exactly like when Tang Monk, played by Luo Jiaying, said to Sun Wukong, "What are you doing again?"

Xiao Yao did not answer her question, but his throat was dry and his heart was beating wildly.

Yu Luying's good attitude sent him some positive signals. Besides, he hadn't had any physical contact with her for a long time (only half a month, in fact). In addition, it was in a place like a campus classroom (it was the first time), and there was a sense of excitement brought by taboo - all the above reasons made him feel nervous.

He reached out and lifted Yu Luying's chin, but the latter still did not resist.

Xiao Yao quickly glanced back outside the classroom, then turned back and leaned closer little by little.

Ten centimeters, seven centimeters, five centimeters, three centimeters.

This was Yu Luying's last chance to reject him, but she just stood there like a wooden man, motionless.

Don't dodge, don't block, don't cater to, and don't close your eyes.

She just stared at Xiao Yao with her originally big, round eyes.

One centimeter.

Yu Luying's hand moved imperceptibly and her neck shrank back half a centimeter.

But Xiao Yao didn't notice these details because he heard the damn bell for the end of get out of class coming from the campus radio on the upper right side of the blackboard.

After all these years of studying, this was the first time Xiao Yao hated the bell for the end of get out of class so much.

There was a noisy noise coming from the classrooms and corridors on both sides of the hallway. Xiao Yao and Yu Luying subconsciously separated and sat upright facing their desks.

After about half a minute, Yu Luying said, "Aren't you going to get that guy to join the poetry club? When are you going?"

Before the preparatory bell rang, Xiao Yao and Yu Luying found Lin Yu from Class 3 () of Senior High School. No, that was Lin Yu.

"Who are you looking for?" Lin Yu asked them curiously, "Me?"

Lin Yu was one of the first three people who sent love letters to Shen Jie. The content of his letter was a crooked poem, which was the poem "If you are going to travel far to the north, then I will give up my decision to go south. Whichever city you are going to, I will always follow you..."

The boy was of average height, but had a handsome face. Upon seeing his appearance, Xiao Yao's so-called "cultural confidence" was no longer so firm, so he began to seriously consider whether inviting him to join the poetry club was a wise decision.

While he was daydreaming, Yu Luying had already taken the initiative to explain her purpose to Lin Yu.

"Poetry club? Okay, okay, there is such a club, I will join it." Lin Yu agreed immediately: "Wednesday, no problem - but how did you know that I like to write poetry -"

"Didn't you send a love poem to a senior high school girl?" Xiao Yao replied, "If you are going to travel far north, then I will give up my decision to go south. Which vast city are you going to? You wrote it, right? Or did you copy the lyrics?"

"I guess I wrote it," Lin Yu scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "but I just revised and performed it based on Zhao Chuan's lyrics... Wait a minute! You guys, how did you see it, how did you know about it, how did you read it..."

"Oh," Xiao Yao said casually, "Xu Qingwei is also a member of our poetry club. She thought your writing was very interesting, so she shared it with us."

Lin Yu's eyes lit up, with stars in them, which made Xiao Yao even more unwilling to let him join the poetry club and get more opportunities to interact with Shen Jie.

After school that day, Xiao Yao went to listen to Yu Luying's orchestra's large-scale wood sawing performance as usual, while Shen Jie sent a message to inform them that she was going to have dinner with Yan Xiao.

Help Daiyu to lobby? This is certainly a good thing, but Xiao Yao is a little worried about her personal safety when she goes out alone, so he orders Daiyu to follow her secretly for protection.

When Daiyu heard that they were asking for help, he agreed without hesitation.

That night, when Shen Jie came back, she was so angry that she was yelling. When asked, she found out that she had broken up with Yan Xiao.

"Not really," Xiao Yao advised, "Didn't you say it yourself? Being a matchmaker is not an arranged marriage. Can't you allow people to break up if they are not suitable? It's not suitable for you two to break up because of this."

"We don't share the same values, so let's not be friends anymore!" Shen Jie was still angry: "People with different ideals cannot work together."

"What's the matter?" Yu Luying asked, holding Shen Jie's cat on her lap.

"It's hard to explain in a few words," Shen Jie drank half a glass of water in one gulp. "Anyway, she was just playing with the hairtail from the beginning - isn't this a slap in the face of me, the introducer?"

"I'm speechless," Xiao Yao sighed, "When I introduced Yan Xiao to Daiyu, I was worried that Daiyu would abandon her and harm the girl, leaving us embarrassed in the end. Who knew that we guessed the ending, but it turned out to be the opposite."

"There is one more thing," Shen Jie said, "I have three more letters. If you are free tonight, can you write the replies for me?"

"Why is there another one?" Xiao Yao had lost his initial interest: "Just write something casually."

"Oh." Shen Jie agreed.

"Why are you so popular?" When Shen Jie first received the love letter, Xiao Yao felt proud and complacent, a sense of pride in his own success, but now he feels a little jealous and a sense of crisis.

"What can I do? Do you think I'm not annoyed?" Shen Jie complained loudly: "Why do you think my dad sent me to a girls' school?"

"So this is the reason?" Yu Luying was stunned.

"I don't know. Well, actually I was just talking nonsense." Shen Jie stuck out her tongue.

Xiao Yao was stunned.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Shen Jie asked curiously.

"Nothing, can you do that move again?" Xiao Yao requested, "So cute."

"roll roll roll."

"Hey, wife."

"What are you doing again?"

"Why don't you write me a love letter, handwritten? I haven't had one in my life—"

"roll!"

On Wednesday, September 2004, 9, after school, with the help of Xiao Yao and Yu Luying, the first activity of the poetry club after its revival was held as scheduled, which gave Xiao Yao a great sense of accomplishment.

The number of people suffering from sleeping sickness in the school remained at three, and the disease did not spread to more students, but Xiao Yao still reported the matter to Yu Bo, who said he would send people to observe and investigate.

On Friday, September 9, at noon, someone used the campus radio station to request a song for Xu Qingwei, which became a topic of conversation among the grade that day.

After school that day, Zhang Zhengkai called Xiao Yao and asked him to go out and play the next day.

Xiao Yao was very surprised, because he thought that even though they reached a partial understanding in the last meeting, there was absolutely no possibility for them to return to being good friends.

Although he didn't quite understand, Xiao Yao still agreed to go to the appointment after consulting Yu Luying.

On Saturday, Xiao Yao and Yu Luying met with Zhang Zhengkai. The three of them listened to the air raid sirens together, had lunch, went shopping with Yu Luying, went to the video game arcade with Zhang Zhengkai, and finally watched a movie together.

During this period, the two of them tacitly agreed not to mention Shen Jie's name again.

Shen Jie took advantage of this day to visit her grandmother - Xiao Yao only found out about this after he got home, and then complained that Shen Jie didn't take him with her.

"How can I take you with me?" Shen Jieru said, "How can I introduce the identity of Yu Luying behind you to my grandma?"

"OK."

On Sunday, September 9, after the morning mass, Shen Jie accompanied Xiao Yao, and Xiao Yao accompanied Yu Luying to participate in her first official action after joining the organization.

The team members of the operation are Xiao Yao, Yu Luying, Shen Jie, Yu Bo and Daiyu, a total of five people. The goal of the mission is to prevent an invasion of the victim's hall - this is the intelligence intercepted in advance by the organization's agents.

The five of them engaged in a skirmish with a six-man team of the enemy, led by the Earl of Nottingham. In the end, the target's shadow was successfully protected, but they were unable to kill or capture any member of the enemy team.

"Damn it, they escaped again!" Yu Luying stomped her feet in anger.

In the past, he was the one who attacked the palace and fought desperately with Shadow, but now he suddenly turned into the guardian of the palace and fought side by side with Shadow. No matter how Xiao Yao thought about it, he still felt it was weird.

What is wrong...?

"I always feel that Earl Nottingham still held back on me - on us." This is what Xiao Yao said at the subsequent action summary meeting.

The other four disagreed.

On Monday, September 9, after the after-school skateboard club activity ended, Shen Jie encountered a senior high school student who kept harassing her.

Of course, he was not a member of the skateboard club - the school stipulated that senior high school students were not allowed to participate in any club activities.

Xiao Yao knew that it was inconvenient for him to come forward, so he entrusted Daiyu and Zhang Jialong to deal with the boy and give him a warning.

On Wednesday, September 9, after school, classmate "Linyu" did not come to the second activity of the poetry club as promised.

Xiao Yao sent a member to check on Lin Yu's classroom. The man came back and reported that Lin Yu had developed symptoms of narcolepsy in the afternoon and had been sent to the hospital.

"About an hour ago," the man said, "The class monitor told me."

"Investigate further and report back." Xiao Yao said.

"Ah?" The man was startled: "What did you say, President?"

"Nothing," Xiao Yao waved his hand and said, "How about we move around first, Teacher Yuan?"

In other words, this is the fourth victim of sleeping sickness that has appeared in St. Francis High School? Xiao Yao thought.

Chapter 373 Love Letter from My Wife II

2023-11-06

The sleeping sickness incident finally caused a small panic on campus, but overall, it is still within the controllable range for the time being.

And on this day, Shen Jie quietly gave Xiao Yao another big news.

When this happened, Xiao Yao had just finished the horrific torture of two consecutive math classes. He was lying on the table with his arms draped over the table like the neck of a plesiosaur, his face pressed against the neck of the plesiosaur, his eyes admiring the round and smooth calves of his deskmate hanging under the hem of his extended school skirt.

"The past days are gone, I will have my own wife, I will show her the photos, and tell her about you, my deskmate." Xiao Yao sang silently in his heart: "Who met the sentimental you, who comforted the crying you, who tied up your long hair, who made your wedding dress~~~~"

"Are you annoying?" Yu Luying suddenly turned her head and said to him, "Can't you just leave me alone for ten minutes?"

"?" Xiao Yao explained: "No, I didn't mean it. Haven't you ever had this experience? It's just that some voices keep turning around in your mind, and you want to stop but can't stop..."

"If there is always a voice in your head that doesn't belong to you and you can't get rid of it, you will go crazy sooner or later." Yu Luying ignored him and continued to search for something in the table.

Besides, be quiet, Xiao Yao thought.

There is no such thing as silence during the ten minutes between classes.

At this moment, whether in the classroom or in the corridor outside the window, there was a bustling noise of people.

Xiao Yao didn't mind the noise, because he felt that it was this noise that gave him a lively and energetic feeling, and made him feel strongly that he was still alive.

From time to time, the boy could hear the footsteps of someone running down the corridor, making a lot of noise.

This suddenly reminded him of a conversation between him and Shen Jie not long after he met her.

“Don’t your school have anti-collision mirrors in the corridors?”

"No, we don't have anyone running down the hallway."

Now, this former big lady has transferred to a school where “people will run in the corridors”. I wonder if she can still adapt?

I asked her several times, and every time she smiled and answered in Shanghai dialect, "Very good, very good."

Is it really “pretty good”?

Because he was lost in thought, Xiao Yao did not notice that the noise coming from the direction of the classroom door was louder than usual.

If he had noticed, he would probably have turned his head to see what was happening at the door.

It is said that Chinese people love to watch the fun, but this is actually nonsense.

Because people all over the world love to watch the fun.

In short, since he didn't notice the unusual noise at the classroom door, he was still concentrating on admiring Yu Luying's beautiful neck.

At this moment, a hand rested on Xiao Yao's shoulder from behind, which scared him a little.

"Ahh! What are you doing--" Xiao Yao said.

"There's a girl at the door looking for you." Wang Yang pointed behind him innocently, then turned and walked away.

Girl, looking for me?

Xiao Yao stood up from his seat in confusion and walked towards the classroom door amid whispers.

His first reaction was that Zhao Xiaomei was looking for him, wondering whether her other personality had been resurrected, or some residual soul was causing trouble, causing her to relapse into her old ways.

But he quickly overturned his own conjecture.