You are my wife, don't doubt it!

The girl's body was slightly hot.

Xiao Yao discovered that this breathing sound was the culprit that prevented him from falling asleep.

If my breathing was out of sync with hers, they would become one and I would always be able to hear her breathing.

So he tried to synchronize his breathing with the other person, but he couldn't get it right and soon lost his composure.

Xiao Yao recalled a story about a little boy who asked his grandfather whether he should put his beard outside or inside the quilt when he slept. The old grandfather said he had never paid attention to this question.

That night, the old man couldn't sleep because no matter whether he put his beard inside or outside the quilt, he felt uncomfortable all over.

This breathing problem is exactly the same.

Xiao Yao finally realized that as far as sleeping itself was concerned, it was more comfortable to be alone.

At least back to back.

The hot air exhaled by Shen Jie sprayed on his face, wet, which made Xiao Yao very uncomfortable.

He began to try to pull his numb arm out from under Shen Jie's neck, but he couldn't do it.

Helpless, I had to pull it hard.

"Ah, ah! Ah!" Shen Jie suddenly woke up.

"I'm sorry," Xiao Yao apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry."

While apologizing, he turned his back quietly.

No, it’s still too unwilling to do it back to back.

Xiao Yao turned back and gently hugged one of Shen Jie's arms.

"Don't push me, I'm going to fall..." Shen Jie complained incoherently.

I'm sorry, this is just a single bed after all, Xiao Yao thought so and retreated two centimeters towards the wall.

Shen Jie suddenly stood up, sat on the edge of the bed, and was in a daze.

Xiao Yao knew that she was going back. This time, he was not going to pester her to stay.

What he had not expected was that the girl took away the pillow and threw it at the end of the bed, then changed her position and lay down head to toe with Xiao Yao, and wrapped him tightly in the blanket again.

?

Okay, this seems to be a little more spacious.

Xiao Yao put his hands under his head, finally stopped tossing and turning, and fell into a deep sleep.

I don’t know how long I slept, but when I woke up, the curtains were already covered with bright colors.

He heard the chirping of early birds and a familiar, faint snoring.

Didn't you say you would set an alarm for an hour and go back to sleep? Didn't you say Shen's mother moved three times to set a good example?

Xiao Yao decided to do his duty and awaken this respectable mother of life.

The blanket had been kicked away by the girl, and the two small, perfectly shaped feet were placed next to Xiao Yao's face.

In the dim morning light, Xiao Yao admired the girl's feet with great interest.

It is a sight that you never get tired of no matter how many times you see it.

The foot has a slender arch, plump heels, and neat toes, but the second index finger stands out from the crowd, being longer than the other four toes.

Even though she didn't apply nail polish, her small nails seemed to be shining with a natural luster. Her toenails seemed to have been trimmed, with smooth and even tips, small and slightly rosy whites, and neatly trimmed, like rhythmic notes.

Her long and slender toes were neatly put together, with fine and soft gaps between the toes and rosy and tender pads, which were like ripe grapes, tender and juicy, displayed on the snow-white skin of her feet.

The soles of her feet were like a flawless piece of jade, and the curve of her arch was so graceful that it seemed to be showing the beauty of geometry - God knows, that was Xiao Yao's most hated course.

It's strange to say, although she is a sporty girl, there are no calluses or dead skin on her feet from any angle. Only on her heels there is a pair of completely symmetrical blood scabs, which look like new wounds. This makes Xiao Yao feel distressed.

What Xiao Yao didn't know was that Shen Jie had rarely worn leather shoes since she was a child. Therefore, under the careful care of high-end sports shoes, the growth of her jade feet was unhindered and natural, and the curve of her feet was very straight from the toes to the heel.

Therefore, walking such a long distance in new leather shoes was, in a sense, a technical mistake.

Xiao Yao admired the texture of the girl's soles and sniffed them. It seemed... because they had been washed, there was no special smell, but there seemed to be a faint fragrance, which might be a psychological effect.

Out of great curiosity and thirst for knowledge about science, he stuck out his tongue and took a tentative bite.

Well, it doesn't have much taste. If I have to say, it's a bit salty, but that's okay.

Also out of the remaining respect for his symbiotic partner, he gave up the idea of ​​holding the grapes in his mouth.

It's time to wake her up.

Xiao Yao reached out and tickled the sole of Shen Jie's foot.

"hey-hey."

There was no response, and the calls continued.

Xiao Yao tickled the girl's palm again, this time with greater force.

Then, use both hands to tickle the soles of both feet at the same time.

…Still no response.

Why is the skin on the soles of your feet so thick?

He found some of his childhood joy in this action.

When I was in kindergarten, there was a mandatory nap time at noon every day.

Xiao Yao was the most mischievous one, so his aunt often rubbed his eyes with medicated oil.

During the nap in kindergarten, the children lie head to head and foot to foot.

Therefore, when Xiao Yao, who couldn't sleep but didn't dare to act rashly, tossed and turned in boredom,

You will find that there is a pair of feet on the left and another pair of feet on the right.

Therefore, Xiao Yao was very familiar with the prank of tickling the soles of feet.

Sometimes, they would even peel off the socks of the kids next to them.

Ok?

Xiao Yao's mind moved.

When I was helping her clean her room earlier, I seemed to have seen a pair of newly bought black shorts...

Suddenly I want to see what she looks like in it...

Xiao Yao slowed down his movements and cast his eyes on the sofa, which became more and more messy the more he cleaned it up and was always piled with clutter.

It should be in that bag.

The plan was to quietly climb over her, walk to the sofa, get something back, and then put it on her...

Or let’s just forget it. Shen Tianyun should be getting up soon.

When Xiao Yao was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and a foot kicked him hard on the neck. Then, with a thud, his head hit the wall hard.

This time, it's no joke.

"Are you sick?" Shen Jie yelled, "Why are you scratching in the middle of the night? I'm dying of itchiness!"

……

"What are you doing? Pretending to be dead again?" Shen Jie said angrily, still in a bad mood.

……

"Dog, are you dead?"

……

"Are you okay?" The girl's voice finally sounded a little anxious.

--split line--

On Thursday morning, Xiao Yao went to school to take the final exam with a tilted neck and feeling tired and painful.

Shen Jie did not accompany him to school today, so he could only go to school alone as usual, and he actually felt a little uncomfortable.

A drizzle began to fall from the sky. Normally, Xiao Yao would have ignored this kind of rain, but today Shen Jie reminded him to bring an umbrella - holding this LV umbrella, Xiao Yao felt that his old school uniform looked like a collection of Louis XIV - bah, unlucky.

He spun the umbrella to shake off the fine raindrops and rubbed his neck with his hands.

Because of the rain and his neck pain, he chose to walk instead of riding his bike.

It really hurts. The kick in the morning almost kicked his head into his chest. In addition, he didn't sleep well last night, so he is still a little groggy.

Although he was usually not well prepared for exams in the past, Xiao Yao thought that with the condition of his neck today, he couldn't even turn his head to copy.

When he was almost at the school, he saw a girl not far ahead also walking towards the school gate.

The girl was also wearing a school uniform, sneakers, and a transparent plastic raincoat. She tilted her head and kept rubbing her neck.

"Yu Luying!" Xiao Yao waved his hand.

Yu Luying stopped, turned around and saw that it was Xiao Yao, frowned, turned around, and quickly walked into the school gate.

Oh, she is still a little girl, Xiao Yao thought.

When he reached the school gate, he saw a new acquaintance waiting for him.

"What do you want to do?" Xiao Yao vigilantly wanted to take off his schoolbag, but then he remembered that he didn't bring his schoolbag because he had an exam today.

The guy with the "airplane hair" who got into the fight yesterday was wearing a thick black raincoat and walking slowly towards Xiao Yao with a fake smile on his face.

Xiao Yao put away his umbrella and made a starting gesture like a sword: "What do you want to do?"

As he spoke, he looked towards the guard room - although Uncle Qin was no match for the little hooligans, he could always get help quickly.

The pilot stopped and raised his right hand, reaching into his pocket with his left hand to take out the weapon. It must be a machete. I hope this expensive umbrella is of quality worthy of its price.

Just as Xiao Yao was about to poke his hand with an umbrella, the guy with the airplane head had already taken out something from his arms - a few red and green banknotes.

"Brother Yao, I'm sorry!" Feijitou bowed and handed over the money with both hands: "Yesterday I broke your schoolbag, your barbecue, and other things - if it's still not enough, I'll find another way."

Xiao Yao suspiciously picked up the bills with the tip of his umbrella and said without being polite: "That's enough - if there's more, I won't give you the change."

"No need to look for it." The pilot followed with a nod and a bow: "Consider it mental compensation for the loss."

"That may not be enough." Xiao Yao walked towards the school gate: "Why are you still following me?"

"Brother Yao, you are a religious person, and religious people are all good people," the guy with the crew cut flattered him, "and are willing to forgive others."

"Who said I'm a religious person?" Xiao Yao asked in confusion.

"Ah," the airplane head was stunned: "Anyway, brother, what happened yesterday is in the past. We can be friends after fighting each other, okay?"

What the hell? Did I have some kind of physique that makes me easily attract rogue friends?

"Do you have something to tell me?"

"Brother Yao is indeed a decent man, generous, and speaks frankly and directly!" The guy with the crew cut gave a thumbs up.

"Stop talking nonsense, just say it if you have something to say! I have an exam!" Xiao Yao opened the umbrella again and continued to rub his neck.

"It's nothing serious, it's just... that incident with Master Zhang yesterday was really a big misunderstanding," the guy with the airplane head explained, "We all recognized the wrong person, and mistook Master Zhang for... another friend we often ask to borrow money from."

"So what?" Xiao Yao thought in confusion, what does this have to do with me?

"So... isn't Young Master Zhang your good friend?" The crew-haired guy asked, "Please ask him to help me and ask his father not to pursue us... Isn't it said that God will forgive young people for their mistakes?"

"God will forgive, so go to God."

"I'm here to find you."

Xiao Yao was angry and amused: "Who told you that Zhang Zhengkai is my good friend?"

"Ah?" The plane head was stunned.

"You've come to the wrong place," Xiao Yao turned around and patted the man on the shoulder. "It's good enough that he doesn't want to kill me."

After saying this, he walked into the school gate under the gaze of Uncle Qin.

"Hey, Brother Yao, Brother Yao!" The guy with the haircut didn't dare to follow him into the school, but stood behind him and stomped his feet.

The first subject in the morning was Chinese, Xiao Yao's forte.

As usual, he did the reading comprehension first and then wrote the composition.

Choose one of the following two questions and write an article of about 800 words.