You are my wife, don't doubt it!

"Hmm." The girl made a negative sound from the tip of her nose: "I was also surprised at first, but when I think about it carefully, it's quite normal. After all, Teacher Yao didn't do anything illegal."

"That's true," Xiao Yao watched the girl half-kneel in front of his feet and help him put on his shoes. "Even if he surrenders to the police and says that he kidnapped Zhou Qi and stole Yu Luying's underwear, the police can't just rely on confessions to convict him. In fact, there is no evidence to find. In the end, they can only let him go, right?"

"That should be it. Why can't you wear it? I bought you a size 43!" Shen Jie knelt on the other knee: "Use more force! Come on, use more force, one, two - hey!"

After Xiao Yao put the shoes on, Shen Jie tied the laces for him carefully. Xiao Yao felt that the laces she tied were more beautiful than his own.

Then, Shen Jie helped him put on the other one.

"I'll do it myself—what's he doing at church again?"

"I feel like Brother Bo is giving him some kind of psychological treatment. He didn't tell me the details. He's so easy to deal with," Shen Jie stood up, patted her hands in satisfaction, and leaned over to pat her knees: "Stand up and take a few steps? The new shoes may be a little tight."

Xiao Yao stood up, but did not take two steps. Instead, he roughly pulled Shen Jie over and held her in his arms.

Shen Jie was a little caught off guard. After all, this was her first time being hugged by a man other than an immediate family member, but the current atmosphere did not allow her to push him away.

"Okay, okay." The girl patted Xiao Yao's waist, but did not hug him back. She just turned her face to the side and pressed her left temple against Xiao Yao's chest.

"I love you forever." Xiao Yao sniffed. What Shen Jie did today really broke his heart.

"Okay." Shen Jie told him gently.

--split line--

Xiaoling, a cashier at Wenhua Bookstore, was just about to close the store when two students came into the store.

Wenhua Bookstore is a bookstore that specializes in selling teaching aids and stationery. It is located at the junction of four different high schools, middle schools and elementary schools. It has obvious location advantages. Now there is the final exams, which has formed a matrix of value transformation. The small shop, which is less than ten square meters, is often crowded.

Therefore, it is not surprising that there are still customers coming at this time.

The visitors were a man and a woman, and the girl had a beauty that made Xiaoling jealous.

As a woman, Xiaoling knows very well that if she had such beauty, no, if she had only 70% of it, her life would be easy, at least she wouldn't have to work as a teller in this small bookstore.

However, God is fair - this girl is not tall, she wears a white shirt on the upper body, shorts on the lower body, and her two little feet in pink rabbit plastic slippers are covered with flesh-colored short stockings. Judging from her dress, she should be a girl from the suburbs.

The boy that the beautiful girl was holding was even stranger - he was quite tall, but a little hunched; he had an ordinary look, but he was young; he wore old-fashioned black square-framed glasses, a dull flat head, and the T-shirt and shorts he wore looked like street goods bought at Bapu Road, but on his feet he was wearing a pair of authentic black AJ shoes of the season.

Xiaoling looked at them again and again and still felt that she would not make a mistake. This pair of shoes cost nearly a thousand yuan and Xiaoling had been coveting them for many days.

Should it be... a rich second-generation with unique tastes? Are all kids nowadays so realistic? Xiaoling sighed secretly in her heart.

Although I am already an old woman in her thirties, I still have the dream of marrying my prince charming and marrying for love.

"I want this." The girl from the suburbs pointed to the black Samsonite backpack hanging above Xiaoling's head behind her and said, "Do you like it?"

"It's okay, it's just a schoolbag, right?" The rich second-generation boy had one hand in his trouser pocket, and there were Band-Aids on his forehead and elbows. Could he be someone who often gets into fights?

"You're so annoying," the suburban girl patted the rich second generation lightly, "I like this, so I'll take this."

“Okay, okay, buy it, buy it.” said the rich second generation.

"This one?" Xiaoling turned slightly and pointed at the bag above her head: "Samsonite, made of cowhide, the price is 990 yuan."

"It's too expensive, let's change to something cheaper." said the stingy rich second generation.

"This is it, I like this one," the suburban girl pouted and shook the rich second generation's arm: "Sister, can you help us get it?"

Xiaoling was very happy that this little beauty didn't call her "Auntie" like other students. This girl could become a big plan in the future: "Okay, please wait a moment."

But will this style look good on girls? However, many girls nowadays like to go for a neutral style, which is normal, Xiaoling thought as she turned around.

"Hey," the voice of the suburban girl came from behind Xiaoling: "Do you know what I thought of when I saw this backpack?"

"I know," the stingy rich second generation replied, "My friend, let's have some Shengjianbao."

Then, the little beauty let out an unbridled laugh that sounded like silver bells behind Xiaoling.

When checking out, the second-generation rich man took out a China Construction Bank Dragon Card with a monkey drawn on the card. "I have final exams tomorrow, why are you buying a schoolbag today?"

"Why do you talk so much?" the beautiful girl said dissatisfiedly.

Yes, why are you so talkative? Xiaoling agreed in her heart. You have such a pretty girlfriend, but she is so reluctant and makes excuses when you ask her to buy a 990 yuan schoolbag. It's really a waste.

"Hehe," the second-generation rich man laughed awkwardly, helping his girlfriend carry her schoolbag in her hands: "By the way, honey, I was right, wasn't I? The steak at Zhongyi Fast Food is delicious."

"Hmm..." The beautiful girl tilted her head and thought for a while: "I can only say that it is a very novel experience, with a unique flavor."

The POS machine printed out a receipt, Xiaoling tore it off and handed it to the rich second generation: "Hello sir, please sign."

The rich second generation picked up the pen and signed two words at the signature area.

"Xiao...Yao...? I'm still Li Xiaoyao." After watching the little mandarin ducks leave, Xiaoling rolled her eyes behind their backs and continued to prepare for closing time for today.

--split line--

"A portrait? Where are you going to put it?" Shen Jie said disapprovingly, "If you really want to take a photo, I'll go with you to take a private photo during the summer vacation."

"Private photo?!"

After coming out of Wenhua Store, Xiao Yao and Shen Jie did not go home immediately, but continued to walk around the area.

"Yes, private photos."

“Have you taken a photo?”

“Yes.”

"Let me be healthy?"

"At home."

"It won't be something of a large scale."

"What are you thinking about?" Shen Jie moved the dirty hand on her shoulder away: "Hey, stop teasing me all the time, I feel hot even if you are not."

Sometimes, some things, once you agree to them for the first time, there is no going back.

For example, Xiao Yao stuck to him like a piece of taffy the whole night, hugging him whenever he had nothing to do, and touching his ears and face from time to time.

That's annoying.

Shen Jie opened her mouth and tried to bite the dirty hand, but the other party dodged quickly.

"Okay then," Xiao Yao said, "I want to take some photos. Let's go take some photos during the holidays. Can two of us take some photos?"

"All three of them are fine," Shen Jie said, "It would be great if Tianyun could come out of the room."

"With three people, that would be a wedding photo, no, a family photo." Xiao Yao smiled and said, "It sounds pretty good."

Wedding photos…

Shen Jie suddenly stopped: "Hey, Xiao Yao."

"Huh?" Xiao Yao was walking fine when Shen Jie's hand suddenly stopped and pulled him, causing him to stagger.

"How about taking wedding photos?" Shen Jie said mysteriously.

"What the hell?" Xiao Yao couldn't believe his ears.

"Wedding photos? Don't you want to marry me?" Shen Jie said in a light tone, and Xiao Yao found it difficult to tell whether she was serious or joking.

"Let's go pick out another pair of rings..."

"If you are serious," Xiao Yao said carefully, "my answer is, yes."

"Okay, that's it."

Shen Jie actually felt a little regretful, but since the words had already been said, it was not convenient to go back on the spot.

In fact, she has always planned to take wedding photos by herself, not for any other reason but because she thinks it looks good.

However, although she thought about it, she didn't "really want to do it". Otherwise, based on her execution ability, she wouldn't have put it off until today.

I'll take a picture of Xiao Yao that makes him look more handsome, Shen Jie thought.

The two walked to a green space - this green space was not far from Xiao Yao's home. Like the green space around St. Francis Xavier Middle School, it was a public green space without walls in Magic City. There were not many people there at the moment.

At the end of the green space is a small swing, illuminated by a lonely white street lamp.

"The city under the moonlight, the lights under the city, the people under the lights are waiting..."

Shen Jie sat down on the swing, and Xiao Yao stood behind her to help her push it.

"Sing, why don't you sing?" Shen Jie held the swing chain with both hands, legs straight: "I like to hear you sing."

"Really?" Xiao Yao was very happy: "The wind in the crowd, the song in the wind, the sound of time in the song~ Who sighs unconsciously, sighs at the unconscious age, who still listens to the beauty of a single leaf telling the coming of autumn..."

Xiao Yao pushed the swing higher and higher, and Shen Jie shouted happily, which made Xiao Yao finally feel that under her mature appearance, she was just a child of sixteen or seventeen years old.

"You once sang about the moonlight, once accompanied me in my sorrow for the falling leaves, once drew my image in front of the window covered with snow..."

"You should sing some summer songs. This song doesn't fit the occasion." Shen Jie's slippers drew a parabola and landed on the grass not far away: "Hey, my shoes, shoes, shoes..."

The swing slowly stopped, the girl jumped off, hooked up her right foot which was only in socks, and jumped with her left foot to pick up the shoe.

After just a few steps, the slipper on his left foot was thrown off.

"What are you laughing at?" the girl said angrily, "Why don't you help me pick it up?"

Xiao Yao smiled as he walked over, picked up the slipper, and put it in front of the girl's feet: "It's your turn to push me."

"I can't push you, a big fool." Shen Jie muttered.

Of course Xiao Yao knew that this was not the truth - but he didn't care. He just sat on the swing side by side with Shen Jie, held her in his arms, and then used his toes to push the ground, causing the swing to sway gently.

"Hey, Xiao Yao," Shen Jie also helped him kick the ground: "I feel like I not only have a daughter, but also raised a son."

"Mother?"

"Aren't you disgusted?"

"Disgusting."

"...Xiao Yao."

"Ah."

Shen Jie lowered her head and thought for a long time before continuing, "I want to discuss something with you."

"Please speak." Xiao Yao touched the girl's long hair.

"I went to pick you up from school today, but you left early, and then I ran into Yu Luying." Shen Jie said.

"Ah? Oh." Xiao Yao let go of the long hair and slowed down his pushing.

"We...chatted for a while and exchanged some...things." The girl said meaningfully.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Yao was a little nervous.

"Actually, you haven't let her go yet, not completely, right?" Shen Jie's slippers fell off again. She was too lazy to pick them up and continued to push the ground with her sock-covered feet.

"I've let it go completely." Xiao Yao said.

"If you two still like each other," Shen Jie said seriously, "you should be together."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yao was a little angry: "You want to... again? Didn't you just want to take wedding photos with me and buy wedding rings?"

"Don't be anxious, listen to me," the girl stretched out her right hand and wrapped it around Xiao Yao's waist: "I'm still your future wife, and our relationship will remain the same as it is now, but you can let her be your girlfriend."

"What does that mean?" Xiao Yao was completely confused.

"It's easy to understand," Shen Jie explained seriously, "You are mine, and she is yours."

"???"

You are fucking crazy, Xiao Yao thought.

"Look," Shen Jie explained patiently, "We will definitely get married and have Tianyun in the future, right?"

"Yes." Xiao Yao said.

"But you and Yu Luying like each other, right?" Shen Jie coaxed.

Xiao Yao kept his mouth tightly shut.

"If I hadn't been there, you two might have been together, but ninety-nine out of a hundred middle school students dating will never have a result. But for you and her, it is a precious memory," Shen Jie said, "I don't want to ruin your experience because of me."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Xiao Yao's voice was a little muffled.

"I told you, she's yours and you're mine," Shen Jie said, "You two should talk if you want to, and we'll maintain the status quo. You two won't make it to the end anyway, so we should get married in the end."

"Dating without the purpose of getting married is just hooliganism," Xiao Yao pointed out, "You took the initiative to call me a hooligan. What good does it do you? Are you just trying to help others?"

"It's one thing to help you," Shen Jie said softly, "it's also good for me. It can distract you - this way you don't have to focus all your attention on me. I will still accompany you, but I will also have the energy to do my own things."

"What about you?" Xiao Yao pointed out, "You can also find another man to date, as long as he comes back to marry me in the end?"