Miss, you are my future wife

Chapter 9 Shura
Xiao Yao studied hard, and his daily efforts only lasted half a morning before he declared bankruptcy.

It must be admitted that there is indeed a factor of his own weak willpower, but it should also be realized that mathematics is a harsh science that even if you put in 99% of your sweat, you can only get zero points if you can't touch the door.

I can only count on Yu Luying to help open the door, or the window is also fine, and how about a key?
When eating at noon, Xiao Yao handed a torn-off square composition paper to Little Bear.

"What?" Bear rolled his eyes.

"I saw it in the composition selection yesterday, and I thought it was good, so I copied it down." In fact, I copied it from memory: "I want you to read it."

"That's not bad? You're old, have you graduated from primary school?" Xiao Xiong glanced at it casually, and handed it back.

"Composition selection for primary school students, I'll let you see what's going on with this kid's father."

"I hate doing reading comprehension the most," Xiaoxiong shook out the graph paper again, and looked at it carefully: "Is this not obvious? His father passed away."

"Dead?" Xiao Yao's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"It must be," Xiao Xiong returned the composition paper to Xiao Yao with some melancholy: "My grandma passed away when I was in elementary school, and my mother kept it from me for a long time. Although I can understand it now, I still blame her a bit."

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you mention it." Xiao Yao saw that the little bear was a little distracted, so he quickly said humbly and buried his head in eating.

If she died when Shen Tianyun was around ten years old, everything would indeed make sense.

She didn't want to tell the truth to herself because she was afraid that she would worry too much.

She always clings to herself because she misses her father very much.

She said "Mother wants you to find her in the past" because the future Shen Jie misses herself, so she wants to start a relationship with her "in advance".

If Shen Tianyun is ten years old, then... I am about 40 years old?
Thinking of his untimely death, Xiao Yao couldn't even taste the braised pork in his mouth.

That vain sense of dread...

"Hey, are you listening?" Afterwards, Xiao Yao was woken up by the bear's slap: "Why are you in a daze?"

"You said, can the future be changed?" Xiao Yao blurted out.

"Crazy," Little Bear sneered, "What cannot be changed is the past, and the future can be changed."

"Yes, it's definitely possible." Xiao Yao clenched his fists tightly.

--split line--

After school, Xiao Yao dawdled around in the classroom.

"I won't go." Standing at the door of the classroom, he shook his head at the little bear holding the basketball: "You guys go."

Little Bear turned sideways slightly, his eyes passed Xiao Yao's shoulders, and fell on Yu Luying who was writing at the desk, showing an expression of "I understand", and winking at Xiao Yao again.

When the afterglow of the setting sun shone on Xiao Yao's desk, the students on duty left in twos and threes, and only the cultural and entertainment committee members were still working hard to publish the blackboard newspaper.

Suddenly, a ball of paper hit his desk, which startled Xiao Yao.

"You go back first, don't wait for me, my orchestra is rehearsing."

Reading this line of elegant fonts, Xiao Yao remembered that every Monday and Thursday are the time for the school wind music club activities.

Xiao Yao stuffed the ball of paper into the pocket of his school uniform, left the teaching building with not very light steps, and walked towards the school gate along the red plastic track on the playground.

The magnolias planted in the flower beds are in full bloom, and the fragrance is refreshing.

Passing by the continuous shade of trees, he walked out of the school gate, crossed the road diagonally, and walked into the canteen next to the church.

"The lottery numbers came out?" Xiao Yao tried hard to make his voice sound calm.

"Here." The old man who was reading the newspaper pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, didn't look at him, but pouted in one direction.

Xiao Yao took out the lottery ticket he bought on Friday morning and compared it with the winning numbers written on the plastic board with a water pen.

……

"Hey! Alright! I've won!" Xiao Yao said.

The old man finally raised his head.

If you win 20 yuan, the rate of return is 1000%, which is a good deal.

Originally, Xiao Yao shouldn't be too disappointed.

After all, as a veteran fan of "The Emperor of Science Fiction", this was already within Xiao Yao's psychological expectations.

It should be some kind of timeline self-repair mechanism or something?It can't be the sports lottery...?
However, will this explain from the side that the future cannot be changed?

No, not necessarily.

For the sake of caution, go back and confirm with Shen Tianyun that the number she provided is correct.

After receiving the result of winning the lottery for the first time in his life-four crumpled 5-yuan notes from the old man, Xiao Yao walked towards his bicycle.

I always feel like someone is watching me...

Xiao Yao turned his head and looked around, the sky had already darkened, and he found nothing.

Is it an illusion?But my intuition is still quite accurate...

Could it be that the little ruffian from Beihong Technical School is going to "collapse" again? (Note: Modu dialect, refers to extortion)
But don't you can't keep the 20 yuan!
Not daring to take a shortcut through the alley, Xiao Yao rode his bicycle along the main road, passing by the Canhua Internet Cafe.

He touched the 20 yuan in his pocket, hesitated for a moment, and pulled over to stop the car.

Habitually looked left and right, but didn't see grandma, teacher Yao or student union officials, Xiao Yao flashed into the dark corridor and went straight to the second floor.

I smashed open the shutter door of the Internet cafe, and the coolness rushed in, which made me feel refreshed.

As usual, the air in the Internet cafe smells of sofa leather, computer consumables, feet and some leftover food.

This kind of smell is unique to the atmosphere of Internet cafes, and it is not unpleasant for people like Xiao Yao, and it still has a sense of intimacy.

At least there is no smell of smoke——Compared to the Internet cafe in the small Jiangbei town in his junior high school, Xiao Yao is very satisfied with the results of the complete smoking ban in the Internet cafe in Shanghai.

"Do you want food? The box lunch needs to be cut, ten yuan a person! Eat and eat!..." An uncle in blue overalls with a beard passed Xiao Yao with a plastic box in both hands, and glanced at him: "Beg for food ?"

"No thanks."

You just beg for food.

Just kidding, a box of luxurious meals for ten yuan is enough to support 5 hours of happy game time, and I didn't win 300.

"Open the card and recharge the money." Xiao Yao took out a small plastic card from the side pocket of his schoolbag, knocked on the bar, and took out the four big money cards from his pocket.

"Is this a lottery?" The sister at the front desk joked.

"I really won the lottery." Xiao Yao said truthfully.

"Times are turning around, hit 20?" The sister at the front desk operated the computer: "Don't save some money to buy the next issue?"

"Then charge ten yuan first."

Xiao Yao boarded QQ, and saw that Shen Jie hadn't passed her friend verification request, and couldn't help being a little annoyed.

After taking a shower on Saturday morning, he went to Canhua Internet Cafe and used the last two yuan in his card to add Shen Jie's QQ account, but it has not been approved for two days.

Don't do it on purpose?

That is to say, what can I do if I give a mobile phone number, and I also say "ask our daughter to go".

Instead, he went to ask her daughter—the number he got was actually 158xxxxxxxx. Isn’t that ridiculous? How can there be a mobile phone number starting with 158 these days?

"Ahem!" The sudden coughing sound from the earphone startled Xiao Yao.

A girl named "oO Shuhe Oo" passed his verification request.

Xiao Yao clicked on her profile picture, entered a HI, then deleted it, and closed the chat window.

Don't make me look like I've been waiting...

Shen Jie's QQ space is very clean, so clean that it's outrageous.

Generally speaking, for a beauty with this kind of appearance, the QQ space should be filled with all kinds of photo stickers for selfies.

Shen Jie has only two photo albums, one contains her own paintings, and the other contains pictures of karate gyms and archery clubs. Xiao Yao found a few photos of herself in them, but very few.

There are very few talks and logs, maybe it's a trumpet?

Just as Xiao Yao was about to read those diaries carefully, he felt a person standing behind him.

He slowly turned his neck stiffly, praying in his heart that it wasn't Grandma or Teacher Yao.

Fortunately, he saw no one.

It's just that the feeling of being stared at is even stronger...

Forget it, it's not advisable to stay for a long time today, the wind is still blowing.

He entered a meaningless emoticon into Shen Jie's QQ dialog box, and then went to the front desk to get off the plane.

The attitude of the sister at the front desk was a little different from just now. While she was talking to Xiao Yao with meaningless gossip such as "Leaving so soon today", the other side of her eyes seemed to be looking at the seat he had just vacated.

Xiao Yao followed her gaze curiously, but was dragged back by the instruction "Someone from above will come to check the ID card starting tomorrow, you can come back next week".

"What? Check again?!"

--split line--

As usual, grandma was sitting at the entrance of the corridor with a small bench, shaking a cattail fan in her hand, chatting with other old women about melon seeds.

"Yaoer," the old lady of the Jin family wrinkled her face like a ball, holding a hookah pipe in her hand: "Listen to your grandma, have you got a girlfriend?"

Xiao Yao cast a dissatisfied look at grandma, but the latter pulled an empty small bench and signaled Xiao Yao to sit down.

"what happened?"

"The little girl you brought back yesterday is not from your school, is it?" Grandma said with a mysterious face.

"...No." Xiao Yao said.

"It's from Beihong Technical School, right?"

"What!" Xiao Yao moved his butt a little uneasily.

"Have you ever dyed your hair? Have you done your nails too?" Grandma said confidently, "If you run outside with such short pants, your butt is almost exposed..."

"What are you trying to say?"

Grandma hesitated to speak: "It's a good thing to make friends, I won't interfere with you, but you must not be bad..."

"Oh, how is it possible..."

Xiao Yao hadn't spoken yet, but grandma looked directly over his shoulder, and then stood up tremblingly: "Yingying!"

What?Xiao Yao turned around subconsciously, and saw Yu Luying biting her lip standing at the corner of the alley.

She was wearing the summer girls' school uniform of St. Francis Secondary School: a white and pink short-sleeved sports T-shirt, and sports trousers of the same color. They were neither too bulky nor slim, and they were almost the same size.The baggy trouser legs are covered with pure white daddy shoes, only a pair of toes are exposed.Her hands were tightly gripping the shoulder straps of her schoolbag, and even in such a large coat, her proud chest still heaved slightly.

"Grandma, you sit down." Yu Luying walked a few steps quickly, came forward to support her, and then gave Xiao Yao another look: "Why don't you answer the phone?"

"Nong hasn't been here for a long time..." Grandma took Yu Luying's hand and asked for warmth.

Seeing Yu Luying looking at him, Xiao Yao quickly shouted: "Grandma!"

"Grandma, I'm here to help Xiao Yao do his homework." Yu Luying said softly.

"Cut the rice first, cut the rice first," grandma took Yu Luying's hand and walked towards the corridor entrance: "I made braised pork today!"

"Don't want it, I've eaten it," Yu Luying repeatedly declined: "Let's go to the library to do our homework."

"You've eaten it, but I haven't." Xiao Yao said happily.

After being coaxed and tricked by the old and the young, pushed and pulled, and tied upstairs, grandma went to make soy sauce at the entrance of the alley, while Yu Luying was blocked by Xiao Yao from his bedroom door.

"Wait, I'll get you slippers." Xiao Yao said so, pushed the door open a small crack, and got in by himself.

After entering the door, Xiao Yao saw that Shen Tianyun was not there, so he opened the door with confidence: "Come in, I forgot that we don't need to change slippers at home."

Yu Luying fluttered her nose in confusion, but took two steps back: "No need, I'll help grandma."

Just as she was about to turn her head to leave, the door of the wardrobe in the bedroom opened a crack, a white thigh followed by a little foot in slippers protruded, then an arm and bare shoulders, and finally the messy hair The next handsome profile.

"Hey, your cabinet door is stuck, can you help me?!"

Xiao Yao almost fainted on the spot, and Yu Luying stared at Shen Tianyun dumbfounded for several seconds.

"Excuse me." Yu Luying blushed and dropped these three words, and was about to run away.

"No, you listen to my explanation." Xiao Yao grabbed the other party sensitively.

Yu Luying shook off Xiao Yao's arm vigorously: "Let go!"

"Brother Xiao Yao's classmate?" Shen Tianyun finally squeezed out, adjusted her vest and shorts, and stepped forward with a smile: "Sit, sit."

Yu Luying was pushed to sit on the sofa by two people again, and her hands rested on her lap awkwardly.

"Brother, take good care of your classmate, I'll make tea for her!" Shen Tianyun made a gesture to go out.

"Don't drink, don't drink, I'm not thirsty!" Yu Luying said hurriedly.

"That's right, brother," Shen Tianyun turned to Xiao Yao and said, "Where is your tea pot?"

"I'll go soak, I'll go soak." Xiao Yao understood and trotted out.

"I'm Xiao Yao's cousin. I was looking for something in the closet just now." Shen Tianyun sat next to Yu Luying, and spoke for Xiao Yao.

"Didn't he... have no cousin?" Yu Luying blurted out.

Yah, you even know this?
"Oh, it's from a distant house, it's from a distant house."

Yu Luying rubbed her chin, obviously not convinced.

"Cough, let's talk," Shen Tianyun changed the subject: "Sister, what's your name?"

"My name is Yu Luying." She calmed down and replied softly.

"You are Yu Luying?!" Shen Tianyun opened her almond eyes and subconsciously stood up and called out.

"What's wrong?" Yu Luying was very strange: "You know me?"

"No...it's nothing..." Shen Tianyun, who realized her gaffe, said with a sneer, "Xiao Yao often mentions you."

"Oh." Yu Luying didn't ask, "What are you talking about?"

"Sometimes, I will call your name when I sleep and dream at night!" Shen Tianyun added this sentence desperately.

Yu Luying glanced at her in surprise, and Shen Tianyun realized that she had said something wrong: Wouldn't it make people think that she and Xiao Yao spent the night together?

In fact, this sentence is telling the truth - Shen Tianyun has indeed seen her parents quarrel several times because her father called out the name "Yu Luying" while sleeping.

She was just about to think of a way to round up the words, but she had a thought: If Xiao Yao was kept away from this "bad woman", it would be beneficial to herself and her mother.

After figuring this out, Shen Tianyun didn't say anything, but instead cast a provocative look at Yu Luying.

Sure enough, Yu Luying stood up with a flushed face, "I'm going back."

"Will you not sit down again?" Shen Tianyun said with a smile.

At this time, Xiao Yao's voice came from the soap box outside the bedroom door: "My God, why are you here?"

Then, the voice was deliberately lowered, but still faintly audible: "How did you find this place?"

"I want to see her," said a crisp loli voice, "is that okay?"

Xiao Yao's voice: "It's really inconvenient today..."

Yu Luying wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingers: "It's very convenient, let your friend come in." While speaking, she strode open the bedroom door.

Xiao Yao and a small, beautiful girl looked here in astonishment.

(End of this chapter)