You are my wife, don't doubt it!

"Ah, is that so?" Shen Jie was surprised: "Okay, I understand."

As soon as Shen Jie put down the receiver, Xiao Yao, Yu Luying and others came up to her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My deskmate, Tao Tianyi, is in trouble," Shen Jie swallowed a mouthful of water, "sleeping sickness."

"Another one." Xiao Yao said.

"What on earth are they doing!" Yu Luying shouted.

After the song ended, everyone left. Before leaving, Yu Lihua talked with Yu Luying and her daughter in the soap room for a long time.

That night, Xiao Yao and Shen Tianyun still slept in Xiao Yao's bedroom, while Yu Luying and Shen Jie slept in Shen Tianyun's bedroom in 2034.

At two or three o'clock in the morning, the cat suddenly woke up from its deep sleep and started screaming at the ceiling.

"What are you doing, dog?" Xiao Yao was woken up with sleepy eyes and muttered complaints.

He heard Shen Tianyun's thunderous snoring, and saw the Chinese field civet cat in the moonlight, craning its neck to stare at the ceiling and making shrill cries.

He heard what sounded like the hooting of an owl, the croaking of a crow, and what sounded like the malicious whispering of human voices.

The boy reached out and patted the girl lying next to him, feeling a little chilly.

Chapter 378 A Brave New World Without Shen Jie

2023-11-13

September 2004, 9, the second day of Mid-Autumn Festival.

Early in the morning, Xiao Yao woke up in the bright sunshine.

The sunlight poured into the room through the window, and the warm light shone on Xiao Yao's face.

He slowly opened his eyes, listened to the clear chirping of birds outside the window, and felt the warmth of the sunlight shining through the curtains on his face.

Still very sleepy.

Xiao Yao closed his eyes again, turned over and began to stay in bed.

The sounds of pots and pans came from the kitchen, which made Xiao Yao feel peaceful and comfortable, and he was reluctant to open his eyes.

After a while, a fragrance drifted into the bedroom, and then the quilt was pulled back by someone.

"What are you doing..." Xiao Yao muttered in protest.

"What time is it?" The woman who lifted the quilt pointed at the clock on the wall and said in the dialect of Shanghai: "Are you not going to school?"

"?" Xiao Yao said, "Aren't schools closed this week?"

"You're crazy, you haven't had enough of the summer vacation, get up quickly!" the woman scolded, and then threw Xiao Yao's clothes and pants into his arms one by one.

Hmm... I always feel that this scene is somewhat familiar. Once upon a time, there was a girl who also...

and many more.

"Mom?" Xiao Yao narrowed his eyes and finally saw the woman's face clearly in the fierce morning light.

The woman was about 40 or 50 years old, of medium build, neither fat nor thin, with exaggeratedly big wavy curls. Although she was already an aunt, it was still obvious that she would not have looked too bad when she was young.

"What's that expression on your face?" The woman looked at her son strangely. "It's like you haven't seen me in a few years."

"No, nothing." Xiao Yao shook his head: "Maybe I was a little confused when I slept last night... I felt like I had a very long dream."

"What time is it and you're still dreaming!" Xiao's mother scolded, "Instead of dreaming, you might as well study hard!"

"Why are you saying that?" A thin man walked into Xiao Yao's bedroom from the soap room: "My son's academic performance is already very good."

"It's not bad," said Xiao's mother, "but if you work harder..."

"Meow~" There was a Chinese rural civet cat in the corner, baring its teeth at the man and the woman with a hostile attitude.

"Ash, ash." The man made a driving sound and pretended to kick it.

"Dad," Xiao Yao yelled in dissatisfaction, "Don't kick my cat."

"Isn't it a dog? You call it a dog." Father Xiao grinned, revealing his face full of wrinkles.

Xiao Yao quickly got out of bed, bent down, held the "dog" in his arms, and stroked its fur.

The "dog" rubbed Xiao Yao's neck affectionately, then turned his head and showed a charming expression to Xiao's father and mother.

"This kitten is too fierce. We really can't keep it," Xiao's mother said, "Your father and I both hate cats, but you quietly picked it up from school. We raised it to make you happy, but it turned out to be..."

"Cut breakfast, cut breakfast!" As she spoke, grandma led a thin old man with black-framed square glasses and a serious face into Xiao Yao's bedroom.

"Grandpa, Grandma (Modu dialect, meaning grandpa and grandma)" Xiao Yao called respectfully.

"Yeah." Xiao Yao's grandfather was holding a hookah in his hand, puffing out smoke and nodding gently and slowly.

"Dad, why are you smoking so early in the morning?" Xiao's father complained.

"That's right, this damn old man." Grandma scolded and tried to snatch the hookah from grandpa's hand.

"Cough, cough, cough, just two bites, just two bites." Grandpa raised his hand to dodge and took two big gulps.

Amid the crowd and noise, Xiao Yao helped his mother carry the dining table to the center of the bedroom. The five of them sat around the table and prepared to have breakfast.

Xiao Yao habitually made the sign of the cross on his chest, and only when his parents and grandparents looked at him strangely did he stick out his tongue awkwardly and reach out to pick up the chopsticks.

Why on earth would he have such a brain spasm and make such strange movements?

Xiao Yao fell into deep thought.

Breakfast consisted of fried omelets, steaming porridge and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. Xiao Yao wolfed down the food, picked up his schoolbag, said goodbye to his parents and grandparents, and left this bustling home and morning.

Everything seemed normal, but something didn't seem right.

What's wrong?

Xiao Yao held up his forehead with the base of his palm, feeling a bit of a headache, and then shook his head vigorously, as if trying to dispel some extravagant delusion.

It may be that your sleep quality has been poor recently. You should eat less after school today, do some exercise before going to bed, and rest early.

What day is today?

Forget it, never mind.

Xiao Yao took out his key, unlocked the door, got on the old bicycle his father gave him, and rode towards the school.

He didn't like this bicycle because it was old-fashioned, bulky, and rusty, and there was inexplicably a long, thick bar between the triangular seat and the handlebars. To him, the bar seemed to be lifting him, making him feel uncomfortable.

It seemed to have rained last night, and the path was still wet after the rain. Xiao Yao deliberately did not avoid the puddles of varying sizes on the road, and his nose was filled with the pleasant fragrance of the moist soil.

Speaking of which, last night...wasn't I admiring the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival? How could it still rain? Could it have started raining in the second half of the night?

Xiao Yao's wandering thoughts were interrupted by a slap on his left arm - someone slapped him hard on the left arm.

"Ah!" Xiao Yao was startled.

"Xiao Yao!" the man on his bike shouted loudly.

"Idiot." Xiao Yao greeted enthusiastically.

The guy who took the photo was a sturdy little chubby boy with bronze skin, naturally curly hair and round cheeks.

This man's name is "Xiong Ji", and most people call him Little Bear.

Xiao Yao and Xiao Xiong rode side by side and turned into a narrow riverside path - on the left was the Suzhou River with an unpleasant smell, on the right was a row of low and dilapidated Shikumen houses, and under the wheels was a bumpy bluestone road.

The narrow wooden door creaked open, and then Yu Luying walked out.

The child was tall and thin, with bangs, shoulder-length straight hair as black as a pencil, and a simple headband on her head. She had a small oval face with delicate features: deep eye sockets, a high nose, a pointed but not protruding chin, and no smile on her pearly lips. Her pale complexion and drooping eyes made her look melancholy.

She wore a light yellow short-sleeved shirt with some nice lace folds on the collar, cuffs and buttons. On her left chest was a rectangular school badge with the words "St. Francis Senior High School" written on it. She wore a three-quarter checkered skirt, and her fair calves were gracefully curved, extending from the hem of the skirt and into the white socks above her ankles. She wore a pair of white clover sneakers.

Xiao Yao knew that this was one of the school's girls' summer uniforms, but Yu Luying had changed it into a similar long skirt.

Many girls changed their hair to shorter ones, but she was the only one who changed it to longer ones. She is really a little weird.

what.

Xiao Yao suddenly remembered why he made the sign of the cross before eating.

"Sister-in-law, good morning." Xiao Xiong greeted Yu Luying enthusiastically.

Yu Luying lowered her head, gave a shy smile, walked to the back seat of Xiao Yao's bicycle, jumped lightly, and sat on the back seat of Xiao Yao's bicycle.

Xiao Yao only felt the back seat of his car sink, and a pair of slightly cool and soft hands were already resting on his waist with ease.

"Uh..." Xiao Yao said.

He turned his head subconsciously and saw Yu Luying sitting with her legs together, facing the same side. Her beautiful feet wrapped in clover sneakers kicked the air playfully, and her upper body was leaning back leisurely.

"What's wrong? Why are you standing there?" Yu Luying clenched her right hand into a small fist and hit Xiao Yao on the waist.

"Yeah, let's go," Xiao Xiong also urged, "If you're late, Lao Yao will beat you up."

"Oh, let's go." Xiao Yao pushed the pedal hard with difficulty. The car rushed forward crookedly and it took a long time to barely maintain balance.

I always feel like it's been a long time since I took someone with me on a bike. Yes, that feeling of being uncomfortable.

"Lao Yao?" Xiao Yao asked Xiao Xiong with some doubt: "Is he our class teacher?"

"You are confused because of your sleep?" Little Bear glared at him, "You don't even remember your homeroom teacher? Did you travel through time?"

"No, I..." Xiao Yao said.

"If you are really late, you can go in later. Otherwise, we will be late together and Lao Yao will only scold me and not you - who lets good students have privileges?" Xiao Xiong added.

Good student, are you talking about me?

This feeling that something was wrong became even stronger.

The morning breeze blowing in Xiao Yao's face made him feel comfortable, just like his mother gently soothing his face. He could smell the orchid fragrance of the girl behind him...

Yu Luying leaned her head gently on Xiao Yao's back.

!

Ah, beautiful, ah, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.

Ride over a bridge, sprint down the slope, pass a sentry box at a triangular intersection, turn left, and enter Nanxun Road - the school is right in front of you.

It looks like the timing is just right.

While Xiao Yao was still locking the car, Yu Luying had already jumped out, carrying her and Xiao Yao's schoolbags, and trotted towards the school gate.

She is so cute, like a joyful little deer, Xiao Yao thought.

"Hiss - what are you looking at?" Xiao Yao glanced at the little bear beside him and raised his hand as if to hit it.

"No, no, no, no, no." The little bear covered his head and ran away.

Yu Luying, Xiao Xiong and Xiao Yao walked into the classroom one after the other and last.

Are Xiao Xiong and I actually in the same class? Why do I always feel like he's from a different class...

"Morning, Xiao Yao!"

"Good morning." Xiao Yao nodded politely to the man.

Who is this person?

"Good morning, classmate Xiao Yao."

"Good morning, good morning."

"Good morning, Brother Xiao Yao!"

"Good morning, Brother Xiao!"

"Good morning, everyone." Xiao Yao was a little overwhelmed.

"Alas! Being too popular is also a kind of trouble!" Little Bear commented while shaking his head as he sat in his seat.

Chapter 379 I am a dog

2023-11-14

The entire morning reading class was spent in a daze, followed by morning exercises, flag-raising and speeches under the national flag.

The first class was math class, taught by our homeroom teacher, Yao Qi. Teacher Yao strode in from the classroom door and shouted in a loud voice, "Class is about to begin!"

While shouting, he threw the books and workbooks in his hands onto the podium with a bang.