Miss, you are my future wife

Chapter 13 The Thief
As long as you force yourself not to think about the future of that untimely death for the time being, the last week is the happiest week Xiao Yao has spent since he came to Shanghai.

Every night, he can spend time alone with Yu Luying.

After returning home at night, he always wanted to talk to Shen Tianyun, but he couldn't find anyone for several days.

"What time does she come back? Could it be that she doesn't come home at night?" Shen Jie asked him in a text message.

"I don't know... probably not?" Xiao Yao replied.

"That's not okay, we have to figure it out." Shen Jie said.

Yes, every day, he puts a considerable amount of energy into texting and chatting with Shen Jie.

The capacity of the inbox is limited, and it needs to be cleaned up every day. Xiao Yao needs to make a difficult choice.

"By the way, don't you usually attend classes?" Shen Jie finally asked him on Thursday afternoon.

"That's right, it doesn't sound good." After Xiao Yao typed these five characters, he deleted them and changed them to "Listen."

"Really? Then you... I also want to attend the class?"

Xiao Yao frowned, does this mean to end the conversation?

Rarely, before he could reply, the second message followed.

"And I will reply to you at night, but you are very slow to reply."

"Ah, I'm sorry, that's because I'm making up lessons recently." Xiao Yao thought for a while, deleted the word "remedial lessons" and replaced it with "intensive learning": "The teacher forbids me to touch my phone during my studies."

In all fairness, there is not a single false word in the statement itself.

When Yu Luying, a good student, was a teacher, she was typically out of shape—that is to say, she was good at discipline, but not good at developing the potential of stupid students.

However, the situation seems to have changed recently: it has only been two nights, and Xiao Yao already feels that he has begun to understand the class, which is simply unscientific.

Why didn't the tutoring that grandma spent money to find in the past not have this effect?
"Of course I teach well." At that time, Yu Luying said so.

"Actually, I'm pretty smart, but I don't focus on my studies. Don't look at me with that kind of eyes. This is what Teacher Yao said, the exact words."

No matter what, since I got the essentials at the beginning, it means that there is still a way to save the grade repetition.

At the same time... I always feel that the relationship between myself and Yu Luying has improved somewhat.

When the relationship with Shen Jie...is settled, Yu Luying shouldn't feel that she still doesn't give up.

In that case, it would be logical to be the buddies like before.

That is to say, when the time comes, there will be a double harvest of love and friendship, so why not be satisfied?In what way is my wife inferior to Yu Luying?

Xiao Yao said this to himself, and looked away from Yu Luying's back in the front row to see if Shen Jie replied.

The next class was history, Xiao Yao's favorite subject, so he naturally listened carefully.

"On October 1517, 10, Martin Luther posted the "31 Theses" on the gate of All Saints Church in Wittenberg, Germany..."

Teacher Jiang is a very skinny old man, and he looks like an intellectual.

He took off his reading glasses, hung them around his neck, and glanced across the audience.

"Then, it's up to student Yu Luying... Ou Yuqin who looks drowsy in the back row to answer, what kind of movement is this the beginning of?"

"..." No one answered.

"Student Ou Yuqin?"

"Teacher Jiang," the girl with big wavy hair stood up slowly: "Teacher, my name is not Ou Yuqin, please call me Ouyang Qianqian, thank you."

There was a burst of snickering and whispering in the class, and Xiao Yao also looked up at this "Ouyang Qianqian".

The girl wore a revised school uniform and had her nails done.When people saw her for the first time, what they felt was not the surprise of her beauty, but the liveliness and comfort like an elf dancing on her fingertips.Her skin is not white in traditional aesthetics, but a mild light brown color—unlike the rough skin that is generally believed to represent a dark color, her skin shows a light, coffee-milk appearance.

There are even a few chocolate beans added to this cup of coffee milk——her face has some pimples that are not too many and not too deep, which should be taboo for girls of this age, but they are not covered up at all. Her beauty, on the contrary, added a different kind of charm and demeanor to her.Xiao Yao remembered that before her hair was dyed, it would still be light yellow in the sun, with curly bangs on her forehead.

Today she wears a pair of large round glasses, which make her already not small eyes look even bigger. Under the small and upturned nose, there are bright red lips: even without lipstick, they can be as red as flames, which is similar to her The skin has a strong contrast.

"Then, classmate Ouyang Qianqian..." Faced with this rebellious face, Teacher Jiang put on his glasses helplessly.

"Religious reform." Ouyang Qianqian sat down after speaking.

"Okay, then let's continue..."

His words were interrupted by the chime of music on the radio.

Before the history teacher said that the get out of class was over, the classroom started to be noisy, and some people started to pack their schoolbags.

As soon as Mr. Jiang went out, the head teacher, Mr. Yao, walked in behind.

"Don't leave, everyone! I have something to say," Teacher Yao said loudly.

The majesty of the head teacher was still there, and the classroom fell silent instantly.

"For the physical examination, our shift is tomorrow," Teacher Yao looked at the watch in his hand: "Don't eat breakfast, and... and... no more, the students on duty stay, and the others..."

--split line--

After school, church parlor.

"It's sick, it's the same with the teacher..." Yu Luying complained.

"Hey, a girl from the second year of middle school." Xiao Yao replied while burying her head in the paper, "It's not like this on the first day, when she introduced herself at the beginning of school, didn't she just stand on the podium and say: I don't like myself My scientific name, please call me Ouyang Qianqian."

"I don't like my name yet."

"Why, Yu Luying sounds so nice." Xiao Yao raised her head and glanced at her, "It means that when I was in junior high school, I actually wanted to get one for myself..."

"The pen name is a pseudonym. Hers is different. Besides, can the surname be changed?"

"We have to be reasonable, they are..."

"Ah, I almost forgot again, why are you her brother?" Yu Luying pretended to be surprised: "Just talk to her."

"Oh, don't be angry..." Xiao Yao put down his pen and poked her arm.

"Don't touch me!" Yu Luying twisted.

"Okay, okay, Ou Yuqin bastard, you've done a great job." Xiao Yao turned the homework book in front of him 90 degrees: "I have proved this question, can you see it?"

"There is a wrong formula used here..." Yu Luying took a sip of water and returned to her usual appearance.

After finishing this question, Yu Luying seemed to think of something suddenly.

"By the way, tomorrow is Friday, our orchestra will be rehearsing at night, I can spare the daytime on Saturday, so the progress..."

"Saturday? Is Sunday okay?" Xiao Yao was startled: "I might..."

Yu Luying shook her head: "No way, there is Sunday Mass on Sunday, and there are rehearsals for the choir class, and a lot of things in the hall, you know—do you have an appointment with someone?"

"Um... ah."

Yu Luying didn't ask who it was, but just folded the test papers in her hand neatly and touched them vertically on the table: "Let's stop here today, my uncle will be back soon."

Hearing the words "little uncle", Xiao Yao was a little nervous again: "Ah, yes... By the way, Yu Luying."

"Huh?" Yu Luying lowered her eyelids.

"Let me show you something." Xiao Yao took out the composition paper again.

"What is this? A poem?" Yu Luying unfolded the composition paper and read it carefully.

……

"...you...why are you crying?" Xiao Yao frantically found a tissue.He felt that his eye sockets were a little wet too, it must be an illusion, right?

"Abandoning his wife and daughter," Yu Luying wiped her eyes with the back of her hand fiercely: "Go to hell!"

"Abandoning his wife and daughter?" Xiao Yao was a little confused, how did she know it was a "female"?

"I'm sorry," the girl calmed down and said softly, "I lost my composure."

"It's okay," Xiao Yao said haha: "We are so familiar with each other."

Yu Luying didn't speak, just folded the composition paper again, gently pushed it in front of Xiao Yao, and took out half a pack of tissues from her schoolbag.

"You wrote this?" Yu Luying wiped her eyes.

"No, it was written by a... friend of mine, and I just want to know what happened."

"Isn't that obvious?" Yu Luying was a little surprised: "No wonder you failed me in Chinese."

"That's also the second in the class..." Xiao Yao laughed: "No, that's not the point, do you think her father is not dead?"

"Dead?" The girl's eyes widened, and she reached for the folded paper: "Wait, I'll read it again."

"As long as I don't die, I'm relieved," Xiao Yao leaned back in his chair, and said to himself, "I know her father, and her father is absolutely, definitely not that kind of person."

"That might be..." Yu Luying hesitated to speak at first, and then said word by word: "Who knows, people's hearts are separated by belly, knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing their hearts."

--split line--

The next day, Friday, morning, playground.

Under the scorching sun, Xiao Yao stood crookedly in the line like a dried up eggplant.

The sound of cicadas is annoying, and the smell of sweat from oneself and those around you is even more so.

Fortunately, the physical education teacher didn't enjoy this kind of teaching very much, and announced free activities early on.

Although Xiao Xiong is in Class 4, he took the physical education class with Xiao Yao's class - the two of them met in the physical education class.Xiao Yao once again declined his invitation to the basketball game with Hua Ang and Shen Bin, and sat down in the shadow alone.

On such a hot day, do you have such a big addiction to dumpling balls?

While Xiao Yao complained silently in his heart, he cast his eyes on the other end of the playground - there, the girls in this class and class 4 were...running laps under the leadership of a female physical education teacher.

Just looking at it makes me gasp again... Xiao Yao stroked his beating heart, feeling like he was really running.

It's really inexplicable, my stomach hurts some time ago, and now I feel my crotch... tide, is it sweat?
Xiao Yao stood up and walked towards the men's toilet.

He didn't see that behind him, two girls came out from the group of girls running around.

"Ms. Gong, Yu Luying is going to the bathroom," the long-faced girl named Zhou Yao raised her right hand: "I'll go with her."

The female teacher in red sportswear nodded lightly, and Zhou Yao helped Yu Luying to walk towards the "Zhong Shulou".

"What's wrong, side leakage?" Zhou Yao whispered in Yu Luying's ear while walking.

"I don't know... probably not." Yu Luying walked in a somewhat awkward posture.

"Have you brought sanitary napkins?" Zhou Yao asked, "I haven't brought them for half a month."

"I have," Yu Luying nodded, "Can you help me bring my schoolbag? I'm sorry..."

"Wait." Zhou Yao sent Yu Luying to the women's room, let go of her feet and went back to the classroom, bringing Yu Luying's schoolbag over.

"It's not leaking," Yu Luying opened her schoolbag and took out the sanitary napkin and spare underwear inside: "But let's change the pad, just in case."

"You've already brought your underwear, you've been through a lot of battles." Zhou Yao laughed.

Yu Luying threw a punch.

--split line--

When the physical education get out of class was 10 minutes away, Teacher Yao urged the students in this class to go to the health room to take part in the physical examination.

When queuing up for the scale, Yu Luying looked around, but she didn't seem to see Xiao Yao.

She got off the scale, said hello to the female students who were still in line, and decided to go back to the classroom first.

On the third floor of "Zhong Shulou", Yu Luying turned into the corridor, but saw a familiar figure coming out from the front door of her class classroom, trotting towards the toilet as if holding something in her hand.

Rather than saying "trotting", it's actually more like... "Gone with the wind"?
This back...

"Xiao...!" Yu Luying blurted out first, then covered her mouth hesitantly.

She wiped her eyes vigorously, but the figure was gone.

……

After standing in a daze for a while, the girl walked into the classroom.

"Yingying, my dear, why didn't you wait for me?" Zhou Yao followed and walked in, and then, people came in one after another.

"I'm a little dizzy, I want to rest," Yu Luying said, while poking into her desk: "What's the next class?"

"Biology, it seems." Zhou Yao said, "Well, what's wrong?"

"Why is the mouth of the schoolbag open... It seems that someone has touched it." Yu Luying muttered, continuing to fumble around in the schoolbag.

Zhou Yao stretched her head over: "Have you lost anything?"

"Hmm..." Yu Luying forced a smile: "No, no."

The eyes of the deskmate continued to search inside Yu Luying's schoolbag, and stretched out a finger: "I also remember, you are placed in this position."

"I said I didn't lose anything." Yu Luying said anxiously, trying to cover up the zipper of her schoolbag.

"Don't think about it, it must be him." The deskmate turned his face away, and cast his eyes on Xiao Yao's seat - it was empty.

"Forget it, don't guess blindly, forget it." Yu Luying said softly, touching her arm.

"How can there be such a disgusting thing, go tell Teacher Yao." Zhou Yao said a little excitedly.

"Keep your voice down..."

"What's the matter?" The surrounding students noticed the commotion here.

"Yu Luying's inner..."

"Stop talking!" Yu Luying stopped her, but it was too late.

"Is there such a thing? The prisoner must be caught! How can there be such a person in our class!" Several people began to chatter.

"Okay! That's it!" Yu Luying raised her voice a few decibels, then threw herself on the table and buried her face in her arms.

"Okay, okay, don't talk anymore." Zhou Yao shook Yu Luying's arm: "Are you okay, Yu Luying?"

Yu Luying didn't speak, nor did she look up, she just shook her arm violently.

"It hurts!" Zhou Yao complained.

Yu Luying stood up abruptly, rubbed her eyes with her palms, and rushed out of the classroom.

"Yu Luying!" Zhou Yao chased her out.

Yu Luying ran down the corridor, turned a corner, and stopped at the toilet door.

She saw Xiao Yao shake his dripping hands happily, and came out of the men's room: "Hey, Yu Luying, what a coincidence? Have you finished the physical examination?"

　Because two people posted articles expressing doubts, so I will explain here.

　　In 2004, some high schools in Shanghai adopted new history textbooks for the curriculum reform. The historical content in them is no longer sorted by age, but by categories, such as "clothing", "metal", "transportation", "agriculture", etc., among which the first grade The history of the Zongjiao part has three class hours.

　　Also, please can some students not... I answered your question, but you backhandedly deleted your own chapter (together with my reply), so I am very embarrassed...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)