You're my wife, don't doubt it!

Don Quixote: A role?

oO舒荷0o: So, did I seriously date you later?

Don Quixote: Yes.

oO舒荷0o: How have I treated you? Haven't I done enough?

The same old story is starting again, Xiao Yao thought.

Don Quixote: You've been so good to me. I couldn't find another girlfriend as good as you anywhere in Shanghai.

oO舒荷0o: Later I realized that you were sincere towards me, and I was moved. I also realized that you needed more than just companionship; you also needed love.

Don Quixote: Hmm.

oO舒荷0o: So I told myself, Shen Jie, whether you live well or make do, it's all the same. Since things are already like this, let's have a proper relationship and make myself really fall in love with him.

Don Quixote: I know you've had a hard time.

oO舒荷0o: I did it, I'm actually starting to like you now.

Don Quixote: ... Good thing.

oO舒荷0o: Then I found out that you had something so big hidden from me, and that you cared about her more than you cared about me.

Don Quixote: No.

oO舒荷0o: Actually, I had already guessed what was going on, but I just didn't want to face it because I didn't want to believe that you would keep such a big thing from me.

Don Quixote: I'm sorry.

After sending the apology, Shen Jie didn't respond for quite a while.

Don Quixote: ? ? ?

Don Quixote: 1

The bus has left the highway and entered the city.

Don Quixote: Wife, where are you now? Are you taking a taxi or walking?

Don Quixote: Shall I jump off the train now and go with you?

Don Quixote: Wife, I know I was wrong. Please give me a chance to walk with you and clear my head, okay?

Don Quixote: What would you like to eat, wife? I'll cook for you when we get home for lunch. Your favorite stir-fried pork with green peppers?

Don Quixote: ...Wife, even if you're going to run away from home again, you have to come and take the cards and money first. Sleeping in an internet cafe isn't safe, and I'd feel bad if you slept out in the open, really.

The driver pulled over to the side of the road and called out to ask if anyone wanted to get off there.

oO舒荷Oo's profile picture had been grayed out for a long time, so Xiao Yao clicked into her QQ space.

Fortunately, it seems that I can access the site normally and no friend has been deleted.

Xiao Yao felt he couldn't take the bus any longer and slowly drive around the city, so he decided to get off and head home.

The worst-case scenario right now is that Shen Jie goes straight home to apologize to her father.

In that case, things will develop in a direction that is beyond saving, and there will be nothing you can do.

The best-case scenario is that she'll wander around the city for a few days before coming back.

Putting aside safety concerns, does she have money? How much money does she have on her?

If I were Shen Jie, what would I do now?

He would definitely take a taxi back first, get ahead of Xiao Yao, grab his cards and money, and take his clothes and shoes worth tens of thousands of yuan with him, packing his bags and running away.

Therefore, we must act before Shen Jie; perhaps there is still a chance to catch her on the spot.

Of course, Shen Jie may have other options, but rushing home right now would have the highest opportunity cost for her.

Xiao Yao was clear-headed; he decided to go home first and discuss it further.

"Where are you going?" Yu Luying called out to Xiao Yao as she passed the front row of seats on the bus.

“I’ll take a taxi home first. It shouldn’t cost more than 20 yuan to get off here. But, do you two want to come with me? Let’s hitch a ride.”

Xiao Yao didn't believe that Yu Luying was the one who sent the whistleblower information to Shen Jie, and even if Yu Lihua was the one who did it, there was no benefit in him breaking ties with her now. Even so, when he said "you two," he still couldn't bring himself to use honorifics when referring to Yu Lihua.

"Are you getting off or not? Hurry up!" the driver urged impatiently. "It's hard to park here!"

Yu Lihua picked up her small handbag and stood up with an indifferent expression.

Luckily, as soon as they got off the bus, Xiao Yao and his two companions stopped a group of people to help them get married.

Xiao Yao sat in the passenger seat, while the Yu mother and daughter sat in the back. The three of them remained silent throughout the journey.

"Faster, faster..." Xiao Yao muttered softly, tapping his feet lightly on the carpet, his eyes fixed on the red light: "Why is it so slow?"

"Card?" The driver didn't understand.

"block."

The car arrived at Yu Lihua's building first. Ignoring Xiao Yao's strong objections, Yu Lihua paid the fare first.

Yu Luying walked to the passenger side, bent down and knocked on the car window.

"Huh?" Xiao Yao rolled down the car window.

"You need to go to school at two o'clock this afternoon, don't forget," Yu Luying reminded him timidly.

GTMD school, GTMD Song Haijian, my wife is about to die, why should I care about your stuff?

"Turn left ahead, drive all the way to the end, yes, stop right here." The driver stopped at the entrance of Xiao Yao's alley, and Xiao Yao ran wildly through the alley like a rabbit.

He rushed to his front door, panting heavily, and with trembling hands, he unlocked the door.

The first thing I do when I open the door is look at the shoe rack.

Shen Jie's third and fourth row shoes are still there.

?

These little black leather shoes, with tiny gold bee tags, look like the ones she wore when she came to the boat shop.

She's at home?!

Xiao Yao was overjoyed and rushed into his bedroom, but found no one there.

He even bent down to check under the bed.

There was a faint, unique scent in the air, belonging only to Shen Jie, but it was so faint that it was hard to tell whether it was a psychological effect or a lingering smell from her long-term living environment.

Xiao Yao's gaze fell on the messy sofa, where a pair of pure black pantyhose stood out amidst the mountain of clutter.

He walked over, picked up the pair of pantyhose, and sniffed them.

It's fresh, just replaced, no doubt about it.

Xiao Yao's gaze shifted to the large wardrobe in the room.

My body had just passed through the mirror when something blocked it.

The boy reached out and touched it, feeling it was a large piece of wood. He pushed it and felt he could move it, but when he exerted more force, he found that someone on the other side was also holding it back, and he couldn't push it away.

After a struggle between the two sides, Xiao Yao gained a slight advantage.

He strained to peek inside, only to find that what was blocking him was what appeared to be a bed board. At the same time, a panting, exasperated voice pierced his ears: "Get out!!!"

Xiao Yao rolled back to 2004, leaned against the wardrobe door, and relaxed and slumped down.

Then, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Anyway, it's good that you're back.

Chapter 130 Old Friend

2023-03-08

Xiao Yao sat on his bed, breathing heavily, probably because he had overexerted himself with all the running and commotion.

This feeling was unfamiliar to him. Ever since he became symbiotic with Yu Luying and enjoyed the physical energy of two people, Xiao Yao had rarely been this tired.

It seems I've been overworking lately.

The phone rang, and he thought it was Yu Luying calling to urge him, so he answered it somewhat impatiently, but it was Xiong Ji's voice.

Xiong Ji wanted to ask if he could help with Song Haijian's difficult situation, but Xiao Yao had no time to care about Song Haijian at the moment.

He did want to discuss with Xiong Ji how to salvage his relationship with Shen Jie, but then he realized that even though Xiong Ji was a good brother who had fought side by side with him in the Shadow World, since he couldn't tell him about symbiosis, he couldn't expect him to provide any real help.

So he could only give a few perfunctory words about Song Haijian's matter and then hung up the phone.

After all, the secret of symbiosis must be kept.

……

Keep the symbiotic secret, keep the symbiotic secret, I'll go to hell! If it weren't for keeping this shitty secret, would I have gotten into this mess with Shen Jie?!

Xiao Yao lifted the high-backed chair next to the dining table, raised it high, but finding nowhere to smash it, he gently put it down again.

A real man should shoulder his own responsibilities, sigh.

Oh right, didn't I say I'd make Shen Jie her favorite stir-fried pork with green peppers for lunch? I'll go out and buy groceries now and make her a nice lunch.