Miss, you are my future wife

Chapter 167 I'm too heavy for fear of crushing her
Xiao Yao returned home with his schoolbag on his back, changed into his slippers, opened the closet door, and put his head, upper body and one arm into the mirror.

"Well, my wife, please come out." Xiao Yao cleared his throat and asked for instructions solemnly.

In the room, two lovely girls were sitting on the floor, neatly folding the messy clothes together, and stuffing them into a large green suitcase.

There was a faint smell in the air.When Xiao Yao was in elementary school and junior high school, he took computer class, and he had to take off his shoes to enter the computer room, and the classroom was filled with such a smell.

Neither Xiao Yao himself nor Shen Jie and Yu Luying will have this smell in the room, only when our sports student Shen Tianyun is present... um...

"Tastes great."

The boy's eyes flicked around his daughter's feet. She was wearing a pair of gray short stockings, and there were some tiny plum blossom-like patterns on the forefoot and heel.

"Oh, little daddy is back." The girl raised her eyelids and greeted.

"Can you not add a word 'small' in front?" Xiao Yao said.

"Okay, Xiao Yao, you're back." Shen Tianyun said cheerfully.

Shen Jie stood up and walked towards Xiao Yao with light steps: "What's the matter?"

Although she didn't take a few steps, her gait was very graceful, as if she was dancing.The girl crossed her legs lightly, and stepped forward lightly towards Xiao Yao. Her socks were very simple, without any patterns or decorations. The pure black socks did not reveal the skin on the feet, and the length was only past the ankles, just revealing her fair skin. The soft calves can be called sexy and charming.The velvet material of the socks is soft and comfortable, flowing without being tight...

"Why are you blocking the cabinet door?" Shen Jie asked him.

Xiao Yao quickly went back to 2004.

"What's the matter?" Back in Xiao Yao's own room, Shen Jie sat down on his sofa, raised her right leg, and asked again.

"You, are you determined to break up with me?" Xiao Yao couldn't tell whether it was anger or fear in his tone.

Shen Jie looked a little surprised.

She pondered for two seconds: "Come here."

Xiao Yao walked over, and Shen Jie lowered her legs, hooked his waist, and made him sit on her lap.

As we all know, Xiao Yao is 20cm taller than Shen Jie, and weighs 1.6739 times her weight, so his first reaction was that he was afraid that he would crush Shen Jie.

The boy's feet landed on the ground, supporting his body, trying to disperse some of his weight.

Sitting in this position, he feels a kind of comfort, softness and elasticity, and the whole person is more "high above".

At the same time, Shen Jie also looked more petite and cute.

"Does the injury on your knee hurt?" Xiao Yao asked her.

The girl raised her delicate face and hooked the boy's neck, and the latter lowered his head cooperatively.

……

He gently wrapped his arms around Shen Jie's waist, feeling her softness and warmth, and then leaned his head on the girl's shoulder.

With Xiao Yao's head turned sideways, he could breathe Shen Jie's breath.

Although I feel that this posture is a bit sissy, Xiao Yao just wants to do it at this moment.

At this moment, it seems that everything in the world has become very quiet, only he and Shen Jie are leaning on each other.

"Why are you the one who is worried about breaking up?" Shen Jie thought about her words: "I'm the one who doesn't want to break up, right? You treat me... that way, if you don't dare to be responsible, I'll let you Uncle Johns tied you to a big rock and sank you into the Yellow River."

Xiao Yao recalled that foreigner with a terrifying figure in his mind, but he felt relieved when he heard Shen Jie's words: "That's good, that's good."

"Goofy, when will you feel safe..." Shen Jie sighed.

"Then, is Yu Luying lying?" Xiao Yao seemed to be talking to himself.

Shen Jie didn't ask what Yu Luying said, but just told Xiao Yao: "Silly girl shouldn't be very good at lying."

"So, you still went to talk to her about that." Xiao Yao sighed.

"What are you worried about?" Shen Jie scratched the young man's waist: "Isn't it all agreed? I take back the proposal of being friends, and the two of us should stop entangled in friends, boyfriends and girlfriends, anyway, we are just married couples." gone."

"Then what's going on with you, me and her...the three of us?" Xiao Yao said with a wry smile helplessly: "I'm really convinced, how did you convince her?"

"Let's just do an experiment," Shen Jie told Xiao Yao, "It has something to do with symbiosis."

Xiao Yao still wanted to argue, but Shen Jie stopped him: "It's the last day and two nights, don't spend any more time arguing, okay? It's only a month, let's try it out."

"You two have agreed?"

"Ah."

"It seems that not only do I not have the initiative in this matter, but I don't even have the right to choose?"

"Anyway, I won't run away. In this plan, you are sure to win and never lose. Don't worry about your mother-in-law." After Shen Jie said this, she was afraid that Xiao Yao would refute, so she quickly changed the subject: "Quick, tell me, you guys How about a date tonight?"

While asking the question, he shook Xiao Yao.

"About you, a big-headed ghost, is literally a remedial class." Xiao Yao still instinctively omitted all descriptions of physical contact: "Remedial classes in Kenjiji, brushing up questions, giving lectures, and then walked back together—— She told me about this when she came back."

"that's it?"

"That's it."

"Hey——" Shen Jie let out a long, upward tone.

Xiao Yao couldn't see what Shen Jie was thinking.

"Come with me tonight?" Xiao Yao asked her, "I... just say goodbye?"

"Tomorrow night." Shen Jie thought for a while: "Tonight is girl's night—come down, my legs are starting to go numb."

Xiao Yao stood up quickly, and accidentally bumped into the underside of Shen Jie's knee, and the latter let out a "hiss".

Ah, no!

"Did I touch your wound? Does it matter?"

"It doesn't matter." Shen Jie shook her head: "Skin trauma is just a pain when touched, it's nothing serious."

"Sorry," Xiao Yao scratched his head, "I'm really sorry."

He saw Shen Jie's right foot in her slippers and socks, wiggling her toes up and down a few times, and then, the girl put her right foot on the sofa, scratching the itch with her slender jade fingers through the velvet socks.She ran her fingers through the tips of the socks, distorting them a bit, and the edges of the tops began to slide down.

"Ah, that's right," Xiao Yao thought of something, pulled a chair, and sat down facing Shen Jie: "Before I went to the bathroom to pick you up today, I bought special medicine from an old doctor, do you remember?" Take it home and soak it at home every day according to the instructions, and they say it will be fine after three days.”

"Old military doctor?" Shen Jie teased.

"I'm talking nonsense again, I work in a tertiary hospital."

"..." Shen Jie suddenly felt a little embarrassed, nodded and said, "Got it."

"Try not to get your socks wet in the future," Xiao Yao told Shen Jie: "If they get wet, don't wear them for a long time, take them off and replace them early, keep your toes and soles completely dry, and don't wear tight shoes and socks , choose the breathable material..."

"Yeah, yeah." Shen Jie lifted her left foot angrily, and put it on Xiao Yao's lap, while the young man held it in the palm of his hand.

"You still have the nerve to say," the girl said, "Why do I always wear wet socks?"

"I understand," Xiao Yao nodded earnestly, "So this is a face-to-face confession."

"Can you stop rubbing my feet while confessing?" Shen Jie teased.

……

"Okay," Shen Jie stopped him: "It's enough to touch and smell it a little bit and enjoy it. You need to be restrained, you know? The symbiosis between you and the silly girl has recovered partly. Don't embarrass others, and don't let us Embarrassing, you know?"

Xiao Yao didn't speak, but just covered his abdomen in pain, and curled up his waist like a boiled lobster.

"Are you sure?" Shen Jie kicked him slightly angrily.

"No," Xiao Yao raised his head constipatedly, "It seems... that he has dysmenorrhea again?"

"When did you come here?" Shen Jie quickly pulled back her left leg and put her foot down.

"Just now, all of a sudden—"

"Wait a minute, I'll get you the toilet..." Shen Jie rubbed the soles of her stockings on the ground, looking for the slipper that rolled under the sofa.

"No, no, no," Xiao Yao waved his hands again and again: "I don't need that... just use it on the opposite side."

"Does it hurt that much?" Shen Jie asked suspiciously: "The symbiosis hasn't fully recovered yet, right? You're in so much pain, aren't you a silly girl...?"

"It's okay." Xiao Yao stood up, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his complexion turned pale: "It was just a sudden moment, but now it's much better, but I still have a little backache, a little heavy stomach, and chest swelling..."

Shen Jie was a little worried that the symbiosis had strengthened again, so she postponed the "girl's night" plan, helped Xiao Yao make brown sugar water and a hot water bottle, and imitated how Xiao Yao massaged her last time, and clumsily massaged his abdomen, and finally Hold the boy's head and put him to sleep in the room in 2004.

Xiao Yao slept in Chunchun's arms and had a lifetime's dream in one night. When he woke up in the morning, his discomfort had been relieved a lot.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that beautiful face.

"Are you awake?" Shen Jie opened her sleepy eyes: "Is it better?"

"It's much better." Xiao Yao heard the birdsong outside the window.

"Then you sleep again."

Shen Jie turned over and got off the bed, took off her black stockings, rolled them into a ball, put them lightly on Xiao Yao's pillow, and then went back to 2034 to change.

Before ten o'clock in the morning, Xiao Yao and Shen Jie appeared at the main entrance of Longhua Funeral Parlor.

Yu Luying and Yu Bo were already waiting for them at the main entrance.

Shen Jie is wearing a black formal suit today. Generally speaking, it is the Dior uniform she wore when she came to Zhouzhuang to surprise Xiao Yao, hat, long-sleeved gloves, black pantyhose and small leather shoes. all available.

To Xiao Yao's surprise, Yu Luying was also dressed in black, dressed similarly to Shen Jie, except without a hat and gloves.

The boy didn't remember that Yu Luying wore black pantyhose before, so he couldn't help but take a second look.With a social distance, he couldn't tell whether it was soft silk or cotton fabric, but he felt that the half of her calf exposed from under the skirt was smoother and more delicate.The pantyhose, like her long skirt, is pure black and opaque. This color not only makes her calves look more slender, but also makes her look solemn, elegant and noble.

Yu Luying's complexion was not very good, obviously she didn't sleep well last night, Xiao Yao and Shen Jie both knew the reason, so of course they wouldn't bring it up.

Yu Bo did not wear casual casual clothes as usual, but a black robe.

This robe is made of black satin, with a soft overall luster and a loose fit. The hem of the skirt is larger, and the sleeves are looser with certain folds. The cuffs are very beautifully decorated with detailed embroidery and gold decorations.

With the shiny black pointed leather shoes on his feet, and the white linen Roman collar around his neck, it is obvious that he is a priest.

Seeing that everyone was dressed so formally and decently, Xiao Yao looked down at himself with some guilt.He was wearing a gray suit, one of St. Francis' fall uniforms, and although it was a good fit and material, it still looked like a salesman because it didn't fit well.He wears a hooded student tie on his chest, because he couldn't find a plain shirt, so he had to wear a white T-shirt underneath, black casual trousers and black sneakers on his lower body—this made him feel even more sorry for Mr. Song .

Forget it, almost got it.

I really don't have much formal attire, so I wouldn't buy a suit just for him, Xiao Yao thought.

On both sides of the gate of Longhua Funeral Parlor are two huge flower beds filled with flowers and green plants.It just rained last night, the ground is still wet, and the smell of soil floating in the air feels very strange in this place.

Xiao Yao walked on the asphalt ground while staring at the green pines planted on the green belt.

These tall trees are vigorous and elegant, and he likes them very much.

Song Haijian's memorial service was held in a small hall in a corner, the light was dim, the air was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, and the soft yellow light was projected on the coffin, and four invited monks were sitting beside the coffin, chanting sutras .

The headed monk wears cassocks very similar to the treasure of the Tang monk in "Journey to the West". He wears a monk's hat and looks about five or sixty years old.These four people sat on the side of the coffin, held Buddhist beads in their hands, and chanted silently with their eyes closed. Whenever a string of Buddhist chant was finished, they bowed deeply at the same time. Although the chanting sound was not loud, it was deep, powerful, melodious and clear.

Seeing Yu Bo walking in, the monk raised his drooping eyelids, then nodded slightly to him, and Yu Bo also nodded in return.

It seems that they know each other, Xiao Yao thought.Was it at a meeting of religious figures or a meeting of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference?

Director Lin came, and so did the bald principal with a big belly. Standing beside the coffin were a few people in mourning, who should be the family members of the deceased who rushed over from Jiangsu.Xiao Yao recognized a rich woman at a glance - they met once in the Seven Days Chain Hotel in Qingpu, and they were crying heart-rendingly at the moment, and those who heard it were heartbroken.

Since it was summer vacation, not many students came, but to Xiao Yao's surprise, Chen Lu and Zhang Jialong also came.

"I'm the monitor, and I'm here on behalf of the students in our class." After a brief greeting, Chen Lu lowered his voice and said to Xiao Yao, Yu Luying and the others: "Longlong is with me."

Xiao Yao noticed that Wu Xufei was also here.This girl is also one of the famous beauties in the grade, but she has always been reticent and low-key. Xiao Yao knows her, but she doesn't necessarily know Xiao Yao. Simply put, there is no intersection.

In Teacher Yao's hall, in that big dance classroom, Xiao Yao had seen her before—even though it wasn't her, it was just a product of cognition.

Wu Xufei was wearing a light-colored top with plaid, and the white socks exposed between the trousers and sneakers also had the same pattern of plaid.

She really is a girl who pays attention to matching, Xiao Yao thought.

The program of the memorial service was concise, there was nothing worth repeating, and it ended in about 20 minutes.

When the body bid farewell, Xiao Yao tried hard to make himself sad, but found it difficult to do so.

I want to say something, but it is difficult to find out the identity and position I should adopt.

This deepened his judgment that his trip was really a cat crying for a mouse - this feeling is not very good.

After the memorial service, the family members thanked the students who came to participate one by one. Xiao Yao walked out of the small hall while chatting with Director Lin, Zhang Jialong, and Wu Xufei.

Yu Bo and the leading monk were already standing outside the door of the hall.

He gently took the lighter from the monk with his hand, put the flame to his mouth, took a puff of the cigarette, and handed the lighter to the monk.The monk took the lighter and stuffed it directly into the big sleeve of the monk's robe.

"Amitabha!" said the old monk.

"Master Shi Hui is here all right?" Yu Bo took a puff of cigarette, and slowly exhaled it into smoke rings.

The movements of the two were calm, the smoke billowed up, Xiao Yao watched from a distance, somehow felt that this scene was a bit solemn and mysterious?
"There's news from the 'organization'." Seeing no one around, Yu Bo lowered his voice and said, "Bizarre deaths like Mr. Song's have been reported all over the world recently."

"Shadow's activities are becoming more and more frequent now. The old monk is just watching the breath. The deceased is by no means a natural death, nor is it self-death."

"Obviously, someone is using the 'cognitive world' to do evil," Yu Bo said with a worried look on his face: "Now it's not just dehumanization, it's even mind control. The secular government and the police are very concerned about this kind of supernatural evil. There is no good way."

"The priest thinks, who is manipulating behind the scenes?" Shi Hui asked.

"Masonic……"

Shi Hui closed his eyes, and recited in his mouth: "All sentient beings have Buddha nature, and they can all become Buddhas. Only by holding on to them can they become the ears of Buddhas."

Yubo shrugged.

Shi Hui slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yu Bo: "The 'cognitive world' is essentially the spiritual world of all beings. Only righteous thoughts and a pure heart can help all beings get rid of delusions and greed, thus resisting the 'shadow' and the erosion of the human psyche by 'temples'."

"Ah, whatever you want," Yu Bo said, "The meaning of the 'organization' is that you should pay close attention to it, and pay close attention to it."

Shi Hui glanced at Xiao Yao, Shen Jie, Yu Luying and others who were standing and talking in the hall of the funeral home: "These are the 'potentials' you discovered recently? They are very young."

"That's right," Yu Bo nodded and said, "It's also a coincidence. It was delivered to the door. Especially the tall one in the middle, yes, the boy in the gray suit and glasses, see? I think he is talented. Extremely high, able to become a master——and there is a kid, I didn't bring him today."

"Are you going to let them know the existence of the 'organization'?" Master Shi Hui looked at those young people.

"Let's observe character for a while." Yu Bo said cautiously: "The scriptures say, 'A bad tree does not bear good fruit'. Talent and character are like fruit and root. I must make sure—"

"I think, he..." Shi Hui seemed to frowned, before hesitating to speak: "There is a holy light on his body."

"Oh?" Yu Bo raised his eyebrows.

"I saw that the light on his body was very strong," Shi Hui continued to look at the boy in the gray suit, "but in the depths of the light, there was a... faint, black mist? Black air? Shhh, he's coming gone."

"Boge—" Yu Bo heard a voice: "Let's go?"

"Let's go." Yu Bo stomped out the cigarette butt: "Master Shi Hui, let's meet again when we have time."

Shi Hui put the thumb and little finger of her right hand next to her ear, waved with Yu Bo, turned around and walked to a corner where there was no one, took out a cigarette, and put it in her mouth.

(End of this chapter)