After confirming the situation with Shen Tianyun for a long time, the two of them went back to their rooms to sleep.

Strangely enough, Xiao Yao dreamed that from the perspective of a bystander, he saw himself wandering around the room, standing and sitting, trying to wake up but unable to open his eyelids.

It wasn't until dawn that he struggled to get up, his mind still feeling hazy.

The rain has stopped, and the outside window is filled with the chirping of birds.

Xiao Yao brushed his teeth and washed his face, put on his school uniform and pants, and picked up his schoolbag.

"The dream last night was too outrageous. It was really..." Xiao Yao smiled to himself: "Daughter, huh?"

As if in response to his call, there was a creaking sound, and the closet door was pushed open. A beautiful girl poked her head out and stared blankly at Xiao Yao, who was carrying a schoolbag.

Xiao Yao also looked at her blankly and reacted for a while before he remembered something.

"Didn't you agree last night that I would knock on the closet door first when I come in? Why didn't you knock?" Xiao Yao complained.

Shen Tianyun's short hair was messy and she looked like she had not woken up. She stared at Xiao Yao for several seconds, and then replied numbly: "Oh, I just came to confirm that I am not dreaming. "

Maybe this was a particularly long dream, Xiao Yao thought to himself: "Good morning."

"Ah, good morning." Shen Tianyun said, "You are busy, I have to wash up and go out."

"No, just say you."

"Oh." Shen Tianyun closed one eye and yawned widely.

Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, Xiao Yao cast a questioning look.

"Well," the girl looked a little hesitant: "I told my mother what happened last night."

"Ah? Are you just like that..." Xiao Yao was stunned.

"Then my mother said, I hope you can go find her," Shen Tianyun tilted her head: "The old girl."

"Your mother..." Xiao Yao touched his chin: "Can I see her?"

"Okay," Shen Tianyun said hesitantly, "Oh! But she was on a business trip out of town for quite a long time..."

"Oh, then, where did dad go?" Xiao Yao asked.

A hint of less obvious panic flashed across Shen Tianyun's face. Is it an illusion?

"Dad?" the girl said, "Dad has gone to accompany mom!"

--Dividing line--

"I went to find her, what can I say? If I tell the truth, I will be regarded as a madman."

On the way to school by bike, Xiao Yao kept thinking about this matter.

The path was still wet after the rain. Xiao Yao deliberately did not avoid the large and small puddles on the road, and his nose was filled with the pleasant fragrance of moistened soil.

In the 15 years since he was born, he, like most ordinary boys, has lacked compatibility with the opposite sex - it is true that at certain stages of his life, he still has some friends of the opposite sex, but as long as he wants to go further, the other party will definitely be polite and insensitive.

And now, a daughter actually fell from the sky. This is very suspicious no matter how you look at it.

However, he still chose to believe it was true.

Maybe it's because he hopes in his heart that this is true?

According to the information provided by the daughter, her mother's name is Shen Jie, and she should be studying at the No. 7 Girls' Middle School in the city at this time.

The satisfying part is that considering her daughter's appearance and Xiao Yao's own appearance, her mother will undoubtedly be a beauty.

It's just that... I didn't meet her until I was thirty years old and was called her son-in-law: this meant that I had to wait fifteen years.

Although Shen Tianyun said it more euphemistically and implicitly, Xiao Yao still pointed out the fact that he had never had a girlfriend before the age of 30.

Although when I first heard about it, I didn’t think it was too unexpected, but when I think about it again, fifteen springs, summers, autumns and winters are already 1.5 times as long as I can remember...

I always feel like it's not a particularly pleasant thing.

If we can get to know each other in advance, there should be... no harm in it, right?

Speaking of which, where are the seven girls in this city...

Xiao Yao's random thoughts were interrupted by a sharp pain in his left arm - someone slapped him firmly on the injured part of his left arm.

"Xiao Yao!" the murderer shouted loudly while riding his bicycle.

The bicycle under Xiao Yao lost its balance. He gritted his teeth, tilted his bicycle, and fell to the ground without saying a word.

Instinctively, he supported the ground with his knees and elbows, and did not let his face kiss the wet earth. However, his body and mind were still severely injured...

The guy who photographed him was a stocky little chubby man with bronze skin, naturally curly curly hair and round cheeks.

This person's name is "Xiong Ji", and most people call him Little Bear.

Little Bear was shocked when he saw this situation. He stopped the car in a hurry and rushed to help Xiao Yao: "What's wrong, Xiao Yao, you fell down before I even exerted any force?"

"Mother of all..." Xiao Yao bared his teeth and said, "Don't, don't, don't, don't touch your left hand, don't touch your wrist."

With Little Bear's help, Xiao Yao stood up and examined the scraped skin on his knees.

"I'm sorry, Lao Xiao..." Little Bear said apologetically.

Xiao Yao gave him a feinting look, and then sighed.

Although Little Bear is not popular, he is still his best friend in this school.

Therefore, of course I chose to forgive him.

Fortunately, this place was not far from the school. Xiao Xiong was pushing two bicycles with both hands, while Xiao Yao was limping beside him.

"Old Xiao, what's wrong with your hand? Did your grandma hit it?" Little Bear asked with concern.

"Your niece beat her." Xiao Yao replied expressionlessly.

Little Bear said "cut", but seeing that he was unwilling to answer, he didn't ask further: "Why are you still wearing school uniform? Today is Friday."

High schools in Shanghai usually require uniforms to be worn from Monday to Thursday, and there are no special requirements for Fridays. Therefore, every Friday, the school is full of flowers blooming.

Xiao Yao would not admit that since the only coat he had was washed out, the school uniform was the most decent clothing for him: "Look, I wear the school uniform according to the regulations from Monday to Thursday, and I did it. On Friday, everyone wants to be different. Then I did it too, what’s the problem?”

Go up a bridge, come down and see a triangular pavilion, turn left into a narrow path, and you will arrive at the entrance of St. Francis Middle School. Diagonally opposite the campus is a low, gray church, with both the main door and the side door tightly closed. Closed.

St. Francis Middle School is very small and has no parking shed. Students' bicycles are parked in a row at the school gate, blocking the already crowded alley.

Xiao Xiong pushed the two carts to find a seat, while Xiao Yao bought a lottery ticket at the canteen next to the church with the last two steel coins in his pocket.

"Xiao Yao, why did you buy a lottery ticket?" Xiao Xiong parked the car, ran over and hooked Xiao Yao's shoulder.

"Just buy one on a whim." Xiao Yao said this, but his heart beat faster.

This string of numbers was the jackpot number that Shen Tianyun found last night using the large white square screen mobile phone in her hand to go online.

But what attracted Xiao Yao even more was her mobile phone.

Xiao Yao also had a worn-out flip phone that his mother had given him as a discard. It could only send and receive text messages and make calls. To access the Internet, he had to go to the "Canhua Internet Cafe".

In just thirty years, it has actually been possible to integrate a computer into a mobile phone. As a long-time reader of "Science Fiction Emperor", Xiao Yao has already seen before his eyes the beauty of sixty years later, when a mobile phone is integrated into the head and a floppy disk is inserted behind the ear. It’s a new world.

As usual, before entering the school gate, Xiao Yao habitually turned his head and looked at the side door of the chapel.
Chapter completed!