You are my wife, don't doubt it!

The students in the audience looked at Teacher Yao silently, and the classroom was completely silent.

"Class is in session!" Teacher Yao shouted again when she saw no response from the audience.

Xiao Yao felt that the whole class's eyes were on him. His deskmate Zhao Xiaomei timidly nudged him with her elbow.

He finally came to his senses.

"Class! Oh, no, stand up!" Xiao Yao yelled and was the first to stand up.

Accompanied by low laughter from the whole class, people stood up one after another weakly.

"Hello, students!" said Teacher Yao.

"Old~~~~~~~~~~wet~~~~~~~~~~~~good~~~~~~~~~~~"

"Please sit down." Teacher Yao pressed down her palm and said, "Class monitor, did you not sleep well last night?"

"Oh, yes." Xiao Yao did not sit down: "The cat has been meowing all night."

A low, harmless laugh was heard again in the class.

"Nonsense, you must have studied too late again, right?" Teacher Yao scolded with a pleasant face, "I've told you so many times that you should also pay attention to the balance between work and rest."

"Yes, yes." Xiao Yao said hesitantly.

"Please sit down." Teacher Yao nodded to Xiao Yao, and then turned to the whole class and said, "In this September monthly exam, Xiao Yao once again took first place in the grade, and his total score was more than 20 points higher than the second place."

“Wow~~~~~~~”

The students spontaneously applauded.

What's the big deal, Xiao Yao thought. If I have to blame someone, I can only blame you for not working hard enough.

As soon as the get out of class was over, boys and girls gathered around Xiao Yao's seat.

"Brother Xiao, can you teach me how you did this problem?" A boy handed over the exercise book.

"Okay, okay." Xiao Yao reached out to take it.

"Yaoyao, please help me take a look first." A girl threw a wink.

"Uh... classmate, please respect yourself." Xiao Yao turned his head and looked at Yu Luying who was sitting on the other side of the classroom.

The girl was holding a pen in her mouth, supporting her right cheek with her right hand, resting her elbow on the desk, and looking out the classroom window with her head tilted.

Not the side facing the corridor, but the side facing the sky outside the window.

Xiao Yao couldn't see the melancholy look on her face, but he could imagine that she was like a bird trapped in a cage, looking up at the sky, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

My deskmate Zhao Xiaomei timidly pulled Xiao Yao's sleeve.

"My deskmate is given priority. My deskmate is given priority." Xiao Yao waved to the classmates surrounding him.

"Tsk, the one who is near the water gets the moon first."

During lunch break, Xiao Yao did not go to the cafeteria, but went to the rooftop as usual, where Yu Luying was already waiting for him.

"I improved the bento last night with a new method and new flavor." Yu Luying said expectantly and excitedly, "Let's try it."

"What do you mean? Are you using me as a guinea pig? A tasting subject?" Xiao Yao complained casually.

"No, no, eat it quickly." Yu Luying urged.

"Has it ever been hot? I'm not Japanese."

"I've heated it up before, and I heated it up for you every day using the microwave in Teacher Yao's office."

"I want you to feed me." Xiao Yao said shamelessly.

A blush flashed across the girl's cheeks and she looked around quickly - of course, there were only the two of them on the huge rooftop.

"How old are you?" Yu Luying opened the lunch box lid, and the overflowing fragrance immediately filled Xiao Yao's nose. The girl took out a metal spoon and said, "Open your mouth."

"what--!"

"Bloody mouth!"

The wind never stops.

Green shade.

The sun is dazzling.

The sky is so blue.

"We are running, along the sunset," after dinner, Yu Luying packed up the lunch box while singing softly with Xiao Yao: "It is your breath, ups and downs, I close my eyes~~~~We, lie, look up, watch the days drifting~~~~We, like, that cloud, have no time to look back~~~~So fast, my summer, drifts away like a floating cloud, saying, she, will never come back, don't forget, you are still playing, with me, fly all over the sky again, I really want to see you again, your face that day, goodbye~~~~~~"

Yu Luying put away the dishes and leaned against Xiao Yao's chest again like she did in the morning.

Xiao Yao raised her chin.

"No, not at school!" Yu Luying protested and escaped.

"What does it matter? There's no one here." Xiao Yao said disapprovingly.

"No, we're at school!" said the Yu Luying repeater.

"Okay, okay, the deputy monitor is right." Xiao Yao said with a smile.

"I'm a student council member." Yu Luying corrected seriously.

"Meow~~~" The Chinese pastoral civet cat from the morning appeared on the rooftop again, circling around not far from them.

"Why does this cat look exactly like the one I have at home?" Xiao Yao.

"There are cats like this everywhere, so it's not strange to have similar faces. Mimi, mimi~~" Yu Luying clapped her hands happily.

But the cat tucked its tail into its crotch and looked alert.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk..." Xiao Yao suddenly had an idea and greeted the kitten in the same way he greeted the puppy.

The cat then trotted over and licked Xiao Yao's palm.

"Oh no, that's bad. I just finished my lunch box—" Yu Luying slapped her forehead and said, "Oh, by the way, I still have some dried fish in my bag. Wait a minute~~"

"It's just a wild cat, why are you so nice to it?" Xiao Yao said lazily.

When the cat heard it, it turned around, stretched out its claws and hit Xiao Yao's calf hard.

"Oh," Xiao Yao laughed, "I'm afraid this cat has become a spirit."

“Meow~~~~”

Yu Luying bent down, held the cat in her arms, and stroked it gently.

The cat made a purring sound and then began to lick Yu Luying's palm gently.

"Hey, Yu Luying..." Xiao Yao said.

"There's no one here, you can call me Yingying." Yu Luying said softly as she opened the package of dried fish to feed the cat, staring at its shiny fur.

"Okay, deputy monitor."

"I'm a student council member."

"Student Councillor, why did I feel that this world was... particularly unreal when I woke up this morning?" Xiao Yao frowned, thinking about the right way to express himself: "How should I put it? It's a sense of illusion, as if I were dreaming, but I'm definitely not dreaming. I feel that everything around me is unreal, including myself, which is also unreal... Do you have this feeling?"

Yu Luying put a finger that had been petting a cat to her lips, lowered her head and hesitated for three or five seconds before saying, "No."

"Oh, sorry, I said something weird..."

"You've always been like this," Yu Luying raised her head and smiled sweetly at him, "Great philosopher."

"Haha," Xiao Yao laughed dryly twice: "It seems to be like this."

"What do you dislike about this kind of life?" Yu Luying whispered, "Does it matter whether it's real or not?"

"Ah?" Xiao Yao said.

"Are you unhappy being with me?" The way Yu Luying said this while stroking the cat with her head down reminded Xiao Yao of the yandere girls in Japanese comics.

"How can I not be happy?" Xiao Yao reached out his hand again and pulled the girl into his arms. "I have a girlfriend as good as you. Many people envy me. It's a blessing that I have cultivated for three lifetimes."

"But there is no such thing as three lives," Yu Luying gently rubbed Xiao Yao's chest like a cat: "I think it is already very precious for people to be able to live a good life in the present life..."

"Yes, the deputy monitor is right!" Xiao Yao responded casually.

"I am learning... never mind. Anyway," Yu Luying continued, "live in the present and cherish what you have."

"Live in the present and cherish what you have." Xiao Yao repeated and hugged the girl in his arms tighter.

"As for whether it is true or false, whether it exists or not, what does it matter? What difference does it make? Is it worth caring about?" Yu Luying whispered in a dreamlike voice: "All phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows, like dew and lightning. You should view them in this way."

"Aren't you a Catholic?" Xiao Yao sniffed in confusion, and his arms that were tightly around the girl relaxed a little: "You told me that your God is real, and the world He created is also real."

"All things are empty," Yu Luying said. "The Bible says, in the Book of Ecclesiastes. King Solomon said, 'What good is it for a man to toil under the sun? One generation passes, another generation comes, and the earth remains. The sun rises, sets, hurries back to where it came from, and rises again. The wind blows to the south, then turns to the north, spinning and circling."

Xiao Yao continued: "The rivers flow into the sea, but the sea is never full; the rivers still flow to where they are flowing. All things are laborious, and no one can describe them all: the eye cannot see enough, and the ear cannot hear enough. What was in the past will be again; what was done in the past will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun. If someone points to something and says, 'Look, this is new,' he does not know that it existed long ago before us. But no one remembers the past, and likewise, no one will remember the future for the future."

"How come you can recite it too?" Yu Luying looked up with some surprise and asked Xiao Yao's face.

"I……"

In fact, Xiao Yao didn't know why he could recite the scriptures by heart. The words just flowed to the tip of his tongue when he opened his mouth.

"I love you," Xiao Yao said at last. "My life is very happy now."

But I always feel empty inside, as if something is missing.

Xiao Yao lowered his head, while the girl raised her face.

……

"Oh my!" A surprised cry came from the small door at the entrance to the rooftop. Xiao Yao and Yu Luying subconsciously let go of each other and sat in an "eight" shape facing two directions.

"You two, you've gone too far!" Instantly, Teacher Yao stood before the two of them with her hands on her waist like a mountain - if that could be called a waist, "You're the monitor and vice monitor!"

"Teacher Yao," Yu Luying weakly raised her right hand: "I am the student committee member."

"What's wrong, Lao Yao?" Xiao Yao asked briskly, "Just tell me what's going on."

I'm sorry, but good students can do whatever they want.

Chapter 380 White Crow and Vineyard

2023-11-15

An afternoon passed by in a flash, and there was not much worth writing about.

After class.

Since today is Wednesday, it is the day for the poetry club activities.

The Poetry Society is the largest club in our school. The school has arranged a multi-functional lecture hall as the venue for the club's activities. Even here it is still packed, and they are eager to sell tickets.

When Xiao Yao and Yu Luying walked into the multi-functional lecture hall, the room was already bustling with people.

There are at least 100 young poets.

Fashion is a cycle, and writing poetry has undoubtedly become a new trend at St. Francis Xavier's School.

This gave him the illusion of going back to the 80s - even though he was just born in the 80s.

Once any niche hobby becomes mainstream, will the holders of this niche hobby be happy or disappointed? Well, it is actually something that is hard to describe.

Today, our club's instructor, Mr. Yuan, who teaches Chinese, took a leave, so Xiao Yao has to lead the club activities by himself.

"President." a boy shouted.

"President." A beautiful girl shouted happily.

"President Xiao." Lin Yu nodded and bowed.

"President."

"President."

Just like in class, no matter where Xiao Yao went, he would receive this kind of somewhat annoying welcome.

"Sit down, sit down, everyone sit down." Xiao Yao pressed his hand down impatiently, handed the schoolbag in his hand to Yu Luying, and walked straight to the podium of the multi-functional lecture hall.

"Hello, hello, puff, puff~~~~~~~Woo~~~~~~~~~~" A quiet girl wearing glasses quickly ran up and helped Xiao Yao adjust the microphone.

“The calligraphy style and the small inkstone contain tremendous waves. There are no words outside the heart, but they are thousands of words.” Xiao Yao’s opening words dispersed the noise in the venue.

He went on to say, "I'll just say a few words - first, I have some good news for you all. This afternoon, our teacher Yao came to me and told me that the 100 Schools of Literature website is going to arrange an interview with our school and our publishing house. The time should be next month. Please prepare in advance and actively cooperate."