Because of Teacher Yao’s affairs, Xiao Yao was restless all day long.

The atmosphere in the class was also very strange. From time to time, there were students from other classes who came to watch and pointed, but they were all bombarded by Zhang Jialong.

After the last class, no one came to announce the end of school, and everyone was scattered.

I wanted to say a few more words to Yu Luying, but Yu's mother, who came to pick her up by bike, was not late for a minute.

The little bear called Xiao Yao to go eat together, but he refused without thinking.

Every time I think of the scene where the bear stabs the sword at Teacher Yao, although it may not be the real Teacher Yao, Xiao Yao still feels that he doesn't know the bear anymore.

He went to the church opposite the school to find Lao Yu.

"I've heard of this." Father Yu exhaled a puff of cigarette and picked up the can of beer on the coffee table: "Come on a can?"

"No, thank you." Xiao Yao frowned.

There was no air conditioner in the office, only a floor-standing fan was slowly shaking his head, sending out a suspicious wind.

Father Yu did not wear clergy costumes, but an old T-shirt and mid-trousers.

"Looking at your expression, you have guessed the result." Xiao Yao confirmed cautiously.

"Half and half," Father Yu drank the beer in his hand: "It is one of my many conjectures."

"I always think that this is wrong." Xiao Yao muttered.

"Nonsense, I know it's wrong, so don't do this again next time." Father Yu put out the cigarette butt in the jar.

"I didn't do it...wait, there's another time?" Xiao Yao was stunned.

Father Yu did not answer this question positively, but just seriously reminded Xiao Yao to communicate clearly with Xiao Xiong.

"I understand..." Xiao Yao said: "By the way, does public confession violate your doctrine? I remember Yu Luying once told me that the church was in the early days..."

"Voluntarily publicly confess without violating," Father Yu's tone focused on the first two words: "But being voluntarily? Haha, this is an infringement of others' free will."

"Free will..." Xiao Yao chewed these two words in his mouth.

"What's there to think about this?" Father Yu's tone was a little impatient: "If everyone in the whole society was forced to publicly confess and express all the dirty thoughts in his heart, wouldn't this society be in chaos? Who can stand in front of such a judgment? Can you?"

"I think so too." Xiao Yao nodded.

"The foundation of justice is fairness. Not to mention that Mr. Yao didn't actually do anything, even if he did, the police should find evidence of his crime and be judged by the law." Father Yu leaned back as if he was talking to himself and closed his eyes.

"But what Xiao Xiong said makes sense. Teacher Yao's inner state, uh, mental state, may be no longer suitable to be a teacher, right?" Xiao Yao said this, rather than being arguing with Father Yu, it is better to say that he was forcibly convinced himself.

"Whoever is not guilty of you, cast a stone to her first." Father Yu quoted a famous saying in the Gospels.

"Well, I understand," Xiao Yao nodded and said, "I'm here today, and I want to ask you something."

Father Yu opened his left eyelids.

"Is it possible that dreams are foreseeing the future, or... God's revelation?" Xiao Yao carefully considered the words.

"It is possible, such as the prophet Darnell in the Old Testament, Joseph the son of St. Jacob, and the adoptive father of the Lord, the Great Saint Joseph..." Father Yu said without hesitation.

Xiao Yao was not in the mood to listen to him slowly telling the Bible story, so he found a gap to interrupt Father Yu's long speech, and then

Tell him about the dream he had often had over the past month.

"Empowerment, closed loop, grasping? What's the point?" After hearing this, Father Yu sniffed in confusion.

"This is not the point! Isn't the point that I went out with Shen Jie in the future and then was killed by a truck driver?" Xiao Yao shouted.

"So? Isn't that just a dream?" Father Yu shrugged.

"No," Xiao Yao was angry and funny: "I did it three times in a month."

"That's normal, what do you want to say? This is the miserable future that God reveals to you?" Father Yu laughed and said, "You think, too much. God is not as free as I am."

"Well……"

"Forget it, I'll be patient and give you a look." Father Yu sat upright: "If you think about something on the day and dream about something on the night, you will have this kind of dream, mainly because of your anxiety."

"anxiety?"

"Dreams are subconscious reactions, representing the tortuous fulfillment of real wishes. You are interested in Xiao Shen, but you feel that you are not worthy of them. Your desires and anxiety are intertwined, and they are distorted into this kind of dream..." Father Yu talked happily.

"I want to listen to you, why don't I go to the school's psychology teacher?" Xiao Yao couldn't help but complain: "I just speak like a materialist."

"ha!"

Father Yu didn't know that the mirror at home and that Shen Jie was his future wife. Xiao Yao didn't know how to say to him: "I was wondering if this was related to the palace... Isn't the palace also the world of desire in my heart..."

"When it comes to this," Father Yu interrupted him with some playful look: "You are going to watch a movie with Yingying tomorrow?"

"How do you know--" Xiao Yao swallowed the second half of the sentence back, thinking to himself why Yu Luying said to her uncle in everything: "Well, this is the case."

"Which one do you like?" Father Yu stretched out his index fingers on both sides and left and right: "Xiao Shen, or our Yingying?"

"..." Xiao Yao closed his mouth.

"Hehe." Old Yu hung a mocking expression, but Xiao Yao could feel that he was not very happy.

If it is Xiao Yao ten years later or five years later, he should know that people with girlfriends should not eat and watch movies alone with other friends of the opposite sex. This is the most basic way to avoid suspicion.

However, in 2004, the 15-year-old boy was too simple and had no idea in his mind, because no one had ever taught him this: "It's just a movie between classmates and friends, mainly because I saved her. No one said that girls must marry their life-savior."

"It's good that you know," Father Yu stood up and issued an order to expel him: "I won't leave you for dinner here."

——Separation line—

Xiao Yao returned home, had dinner with his grandmother, and called Shen Jie with the landline at home.

"Hey?" Shen Jie's clear and sweet voice dispelled his annoyance three points.

"Wife." Xiao Yao shouted with confidence.

The opposite side was stunned for a moment: "Hmm? What's wrong? Have you arrived home?"

"Wait a minute, hey? Hey? The signal is not very good, I'll call you."

Chen Jie hung up the phone, and a few seconds later, Xiao Yao's landline rang.

"Hey? Saning?" When Xiao Yao mentioned the phone, he heard grandma's voice.

"Grandma, it's me, Chen Jie."

"Oh-oh-oh-oh, you guys, you guys." Grandma shook off the phone in panic.

"Wife." Xiao Yao shouted again with courage.

"What's the matter?"

"Can't you call you if you're fine?" Xiao Yao asked back.

The girl laughed on the other end of the phone: "Didn't you say no. Is Chen Tianyun back today?"

"Here I'm back." Xiao Yao glanced at the door in the closet: "She locked the door on her side and refused to let me go, and even told me to get out."

"Are you still getting angry?" Chen Jie was a little surprised.

"Yes, why don't you learn about your Queen Mary's parenting experience."

"It would be great if she had a son." Chen Jie made a sad tone: "Why do you say that your history is good?"

"Well……"

"Next time I come to clean up her, she will be honest."

"Yes, come here quickly, I can't suppress her anymore." Xiao Yao smiled secretly.

"...I think you are the dishonest person?" Chen Jie seemed to have reacted.

"No, I'm telling the truth." Xiao Yao said coquettishly: "You're here."

"No," Chen Jie refused, "My parents are at home. Besides, I run to your house every day, so your grandma should not underestimate me?"

"Oh~~~" Xiao Yao dragged his voice very long and reached out to fiddle with the plastic basket on the edge of the sofa: "I have washed all the socks for you, and I was thinking that you can take them back when you come here."

Actually, it was not washed.

"What socks?" Chen Jie was stunned for a moment.

"Just what you stuffed it to me in the park and the ice rink."

"You still keep it?" Chen Jie laughed again: "The ice rink is a disposable one. I asked you to lose it for me, and you still..."

"That's yours, I can't bear to throw it away." Xiao Yao tied the silk stockings as thin as cicada's wings in his left hand.

"When did you become so disgusting?" Chen Jie said angrily.

Xiao Yao felt his body was a little hot, so he changed his seating position: "The pair of hollowed-out ones you wore yesterday are also very cute."

"Okay, just say you always glance at me? Can't you tell me that you still have this hobby?"

"Actually, there is no..."

"Okay, I understand," Chen Jie changed into a mysterious tone: "Next time I come here, I will pack it with plastic bags for you."

Is it really OK?!

"Really?" Xiao Yao said: "Then I'll trouble you."
To be continued...