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

"Excuse me, Shen...Xu, uh, which group did Yu Luying choose?" Xiao Yao asked eagerly.

“I don’t know,” the girl said. “And we encourage students to choose courses based on their own needs and interests, rather than just sticking with their friends.”

Xiao Yao thought for a moment, then the tip of his ballpoint pen glided across "beach volleyball" and finally landed on "church history".

As a history enthusiast, this is the obvious choice.

"Then come to Group D." The girl pointed in the direction of the elevator: "The classroom is in the large conference hall on the second floor."

Xiao Yao made his way to the main conference hall and slipped in through the back door without causing any commotion.

The conference hall was really big; it looked like there were several hundred people inside, and the speaker was speaking into a microphone.

This should be a large lecture, not an elective, right? Xiao Yao found his way to sit down next to Yu Luying, his eyes searching for Shen Jie's figure in the crowd.

Found her, she's fast asleep next to Lucia.

I've never seen Shen Jie sleep in class before. I imagine she must be very cute. I really want to observe her up close.

The instructor was dressed in a black nun's habit, with a long black shawl wrapped around her head, and a white shawl below her collar and on her forehead, just like in the movies. She spoke with a Taiwanese accent.

A PowerPoint presentation was displayed on a large projection screen, titled "What are you looking for?"

"If the levels of happiness are from 0 to 10, where 0 means 'okay' and 10 means 'extremely happy,' where am I?" the instructor asked animatedly, his body language quite expressive.

"Level 5, maybe Level 7?" Xiao Yao thought for a moment and whispered to Yu Luying.

"You really don't know how lucky you are," Yu Luying commented.

“Then let’s make it 8,” Xiao Yao said. “Before May, it was a negative number, but now it’s 8. Thank God.”

"This is Sister Peng from Taiwan. She's very famous and gives excellent lectures," Yu Luying introduced.

"What factors influence my happiness or unhappiness? What kind of life do I really want? Where are my life plans, future, dreams, values, and happiness?" Sister Peng asked. "Where is God in my life plans and choices? What role does He play?"

What role does it play? Could it be that He took pity on me and sent Tianyun back? If that's the case, it's said that making a vow and not fulfilling it will result in being struck by lightning.

……

I can't take it anymore, the more I listen, the sleepier I get.

The main problem is that I didn't sleep much last night, and now that I'm sitting here listening to people give a big lecture, I can't hold on any longer. I even feel a bit nauseous, it's purely physiological.

Back then, listening to catechism, theology, and history in Yu Bo's class was alright, but this time, switching to inspirational stories is really unbearable...

……

No, I can't sleep.

Yu Bo made it very clear: I have to be a good camper and not make any more mistakes. Fortunately, his father helped Yu Luying regain some goodwill.

Good heavens, how does Yu Luying manage to be so energetic?

Xiao Yao turned to look at Yu Luying and saw that she had closed her eyes and her head was drooping.

>&< You won't get points deducted if you fall asleep, right?

Xiao Yao secretly observed his surroundings.

Among the hundreds of people in this large classroom, there is one, or several, people secretly watching you.

It's possible for anyone. All of you.

Was it him? Was it him? Or was it her? Did that little girl just turn around and look at me? ...

In a daze, it seemed like everyone was winking and whispering in this direction.

No, if this continues, I'll develop paranoia.

Suspicion is useless. Xiao Yao tried to sit up straight, staring wide-eyed at the nun holding the microphone on the stage, his pupils beginning to lose focus.

What terrible things have I done to deserve this...?

My eyelids feel a bit heavy...

It's getting heavier and heavier...

It's closed.

Two seconds later, she opened her eyes.

A tenacious will is one of the most precious qualities of humankind.

But my will is as firm as steel!

If only I had brought a box of matches with me at the restaurant, at least I could have used it to prop up my eyelids.

Xiao Yao lowered his head and closed his eyes again.

Ok? !

He raised his head and shook it vigorously, feeling the flesh on his cheeks jiggle twice.

The nausea was getting worse and worse, and Xiao Yao felt like crying.

She punched herself in the head, then woke up with a start, glaring at him angrily.

"I'm sorry..." Xiao Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"If you're sleepy, just take a nap. The nun won't hold it against you," Yu Luying said, rubbing her head unhappily.

"No, that would be too disrespectful to teachers. I want to be a good Christian," Xiao Yao said seriously.

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" Yu Luying closed her eyes again and lowered her head.

Did I take the wrong medicine? Wasn't it all for you?

……

Her eyes closed again.

Human reason, will, and emotions are so fragile in the face of physical desires...

No wonder St. Paul lamented, "Oh, my flesh that takes its own life!"

Open your eyes.

Are they open yet?

It looks like it's open, but then again, it isn't.

Xiao Yao raised his head and pried open his eyelids, but still couldn't see anything clearly.

As soon as I let go, it fell back down.

Good heavens, why did it take until 4 or 5 o'clock yesterday?

Head, lift your head up.

Lift it up!!!

Lift, raise...

……

……

Xiao Yao was woken up by Yu Luying.

"Stop snoring," Yu Luying said, standing up.

What? When did I fall asleep?

Xiao Yao heard a commotion throughout the large room.

He looked up and saw that everyone in the classroom was arguably changing seats.

"What are you trying to do?" Xiao Yao asked Yu Luying.

"We discussed it in groups. Which group did you choose?" Yu Luying asked.

Which group? History? Group D?

“Over there.” Yu Luying pointed in a certain direction.

"What did you choose?" Xiao Yao asked.

Yu Luying has passed away.

The boy, dragging his nearly broken body, with one eye open and the other closed, staggered toward the direction Yu Luying had pointed.

"Hi~" Xiao Yao heard a somewhat familiar female voice.

"Huh?" he responded blankly, a second time.

"You also chose Group D?" Zhao Xiaomei crossed her arms, one leg crossed over the other knee, white cotton socks peeking out from between her jeans and sneakers.

"Ah~" Xiao Yao drawled out, replying with the fourth tone.

He composed himself and carefully observed his new team member.

Ah, that cute little girl who registered him for his group this morning is here too.

Gao Sijun gestured to him as if raising a wine glass in the air: "What a coincidence."

"It's fate," Xiao Yao said.

He also saw the ribbonfish grinning at him.