There Are Always Teachers Who Want To Ask Out Parents

Chapter 117: Lu Wei x Yan Shuyao: Adulthood (3)

Little Mom says, jealousy is a sign of liking someone.

Lu Wei didn't expect to confess like this. She gasped, tears hanging on her eyelashes, shimmering and transparent, looking pitiful. But in the next moment, she forcefully wiped her face, let out a cold snort, and turned her head to get off the car.

How embarrassing.

How could she cry like that?

Little Mom says, a confession should be bold, not timid.

But what if Yan Shuyao doesn't like her...

Lu Wei, in a fit of anger, continued walking forward, her mind filled with chaotic thoughts. The night breeze blew against her face, cooling her damp skin. She paused for a moment, feeling the silence behind her, which made her even more aggrieved. She turned around and headed outside the residential area.

Little Mom says, playing hard to get is interesting.

One step, two steps, three steps...

"Niu Niu!" came the voice from behind.

Lu Wei immediately stopped and raised the corners of her tightly pursed lips. Then, a tall figure blocked the light from the streetlamp.

Yan Shuyao stood in front of her, her face partially obscured by backlight, revealing indiscernible expressions. Her voice trembled as she asked, "What did you just say? Say it again, please..."

The grip on Lu Wei's hand gradually tightened.

Lu Wei suddenly felt guilty, raising her head. Her cheeks were slightly puffed, and her eyes, moistened by tears, were bright and clear. She had mustered up the courage to speak those words without considering the consequences due to her overwhelming grievances. But now, she felt hesitant and couldn't find the words to say, becoming calm and silent.

As she looked into Yan Shuyao's hopeful gaze, she seemed to understand something.

Could it be...

Does Sister Yaoyao also like her?

Little Mom says, don't be timid, be bold, and have thick skin.

Lu Wei blinked her eyes and said word by word, "I said, only I can like you." She pouted, acting arrogantly and letting out a cold snort, her thick skin rivaling that of a city wall.

"What kind of liking?" Yan Shuyao asked cautiously.

Lu Wei, the little fool, was taken aback. She turned her face away, and her eyelashes, adorned with tears, trembled. She didn't believe that Yan Shuyao was deliberately playing dumb or trying to trick her. She had been clear enough in her words, and her skin was thick enough. This person was even more stupid than her.

What a big fool, hmph.

"I don't know. Let's go upstairs," Lu Wei shrugged off Yan Shuyao's hand and turned to leave.

Yan Shuyao quickly pulled her back, holding her in her arms. "That girl is from our association. She already has a boyfriend."

"Why are you telling me this?" Lu Wei frowned, her mouth pouting like an oil bottle.

"Explanation." 

"No need to explain to me." Lu Wei's lips were pursed, ready to burst with anger.

The light cast shadows on her gentle face, and a strand of hair fell down. Yan Shuyao raised her hand and brushed it behind Lu Wei's ear, softly saying, "Because you care about it, I have a reason to explain."

"Who cares? I..." The little fool's temper instantly flared up. She turned her head abruptly, but unexpectedly, the two of them were too close, and her lips accidentally touched Yan Shuyao's cheek, a light touch.

Both of them froze simultaneously.

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After a brief moment of eye contact, Lu Wei bit her lip and glanced around nervously. The words she was about to say were swallowed back. She made a nasal sound, shook off Yan Shuyao's hand, and ran towards the building entrance.

"Niu Niu—"

Yan Shuyao hurriedly chased after her. She remembered that the car was still unlocked, so she could only watch as the little fool dashed into the building, disappearing without a trace. She picked up her bag, closed the car door, locked it, and quickly followed upstairs.

….

The sound of music faintly emanated from the bathroom.

Lu Wei liked to listen to music while taking a shower. She had specifically bought a phone to use as a "bathroom speaker." Bathing, including washing her hair, would take at least half an hour. As she immersed herself in the music, she often lost track of time.

Yan Shuyao sat on the living room sofa, waiting.

Listening to the sound of water dripping, the chaotic rhythm seemed to strike her heart. A fine and ticklish sensation spread, causing the corners of her lips to curl up involuntarily. Her pupils deepened like the sea, and a wave of joy surged, making her expression unconsciously gentle.

Although she was only one year older than Lu Wei, she felt a sense of raising her own wife. It was as if she was the elder, watching the little fool grow from immaturity to adolescence, gradually maturing.

She never thought about it so much when they were children.

During high school, every time she saw Lu Wei, a very delicate feeling would emerge in her heart. But she couldn't pinpoint it exactly, and she didn't pay much attention to it. She had always been hovering on the "boundary."

She remembered the day before she left Jiangcheng to enroll in university, the little fool hugged her and cried, reluctant to part ways, and then made a vow to attend the same school as her. At that time, she didn't take it seriously, just wanting to encourage Lu Wei to persevere through the final year, so she readily agreed.

But the little fool really came.

The boundary became blurred at that time, and she cautiously crossed over, unable to control herself anymore.

What could be more wonderful than having the person you like also like you back?

Yan Shuyao immersed herself in her thoughts, the smile on her lips deepening. She didn't notice when the sound of water in the bathroom had stopped. After a brief silence, Lu Wei emerged wrapped in a bathrobe, her wet hair spread out. As she passed by the living room, she glanced at Yan Shuyao furtively and hurried into her own room.

Not even half a second later…

"Ah—"

There was a scream coming from the bedroom.

Yan Shuyao snapped back to reality and hurriedly got up, rushing over. "What's wrong?"

"There's a cockroach!!!" The little fool ran out, shouting in panic, and crashed into her arms. She lifted her crumpled face, her eyes reddened. "It's a huge cockroach! And it can fly! Woo– It scared me to death..."

The city was located in the southernmost region, with a warm and humid climate. Spring was a season of rejuvenation, and various insects and animals became active. The large cockroaches, known as a "southern specialty," were no exception.

Having seen them frequently in the dormitory, Lu Wei's courage had diminished over time.

Yan Shuyao: "..."

She was actually quite afraid of cockroaches, but more so because they disgusted her. The mere thought of them made her scalp tingle.

However...

The trembling little fool in her arms was infected by fear, and even if she was afraid, Yan Shuyao couldn't show it. She had to comfort her first.

"It's okay, I'll go get rid of it. Where is it?" She reassured her in a gentle voice.

Lu Wei muttered, "By the table, near the wall..."

Yan Shuyao let go of her and grabbed a pair of summer slippers from the shoe cabinet. With a determined air, she stormed into the room. Due to her protective instinct for the little fool, her fear of cockroaches seemed less intense. She swung the slipper at the shiny and ping pong ball-sized ugly creature, delivering a fatal blow.

After dealing with the cockroach, Lu Wei was still afraid and refused to sleep in her own room.

"Why don't you sleep in my room?" Yan Shuyao coaxed.

Lu Wei readily agreed without hesitation. "Okay."

Growing up together, it was the first time they would sleep in the same bed.

In the darkness, the atmosphere was quiet. Yan Shuyao lay properly, but couldn't help but have random thoughts. It seemed that ever since she crossed that psychological boundary, everything they did was tinged with ambiguity. She listened to Lu Wei's breathing close to her ears and felt a strong urge to pull her into her embrace.

No, this won't do...

It would scare the little fool. She thought to herself, silently reciting the nickname that only an extremely intimate person could call her.

Not only did she want to hug her.

She also wanted to kiss her.

Her thoughts overflowed, becoming increasingly difficult to control, scratching like a cat.

Suddenly, Lu Wei turned over and hugged her.

"!!!"

"Sister Yaoyao... you smell so good..." The little fool nuzzled against her neck, murmuring.

Snap.

That tightly wound string suddenly snapped.

Yan Shuyao stiffened, her heart pounding erratically. Almost involuntarily, she turned her body and reached out her hand, carefully and uncontrollably pulling the person's shoulder, gently bringing her closer into her embrace.

"Mm."

The person in her arms let out a soft sound, and instantly her heart melted, her bones turned to jelly.

"You smell good too."

During the Qingming Festival, Lu Wei was called back home by her mothers, who said they had something very important to tell her.

It was the first major shock she experienced on her life's journey.

She was taken to the cemetery to pay respects to a couple of strangers, and was told that the couple were her biological parents, while the woman she had called "Mom" for eighteen years suddenly became her aunt.

The man in the photo frame, her "late husband" Lu Zhiqiao, turned out to be her older brother.

 Her father's name is Lu Zhibo, her mother's name is Yang Yueying, and she also has grandmother and a grandfather. She came to know about that disaster and understood everything.

However, she couldn't accept calling her mom "aunt."

After the Qingming holiday, Lu Wei didn't return to school. She took a week off at home to adjust, feeling depressed and losing her appetite. She lay in bed like a lifeless body every day.

Her mothers were extremely worried, especially Lu Zhiqiao, who blamed herself incessantly. She couldn't eat or sleep, and Qi Yan felt heartbroken for both Lu Wei and Lu Zhiqiao. They tried to comfort her from both sides. In the end, Lu Wei figured it out herself—her Mom is her Mom, and she has two Moms. There was never an aunt in the first place.

Only thinking this way could make her feel better.

She seemed to have grown up overnight, suddenly understanding why her mom was busy, distant, and why she considered herself so important when she was younger.

All of that was what they called "responsibility."

After returning to school, Lu Wei buried herself in her studies, keeping herself busy. She told Yan Shuyao about everything. Having someone by her side to confide in prevented her from going crazy from bottling it all up. After pouring out her feelings, her mood naturally became clearer. Everything would eventually pass.

The two of them planned to visit the neighboring city during the vacation.

"Ah, there are no high-speed train tickets left, only hard seats on the regular train. But I don't like taking that train. It feels dirty..." Lu Wei, wearing a camisole nightgown, lay on the bed, sighing at her phone screen. They made a spur-of-the-moment decision, and there was less than a week left until the short holiday. Train tickets were in high demand and had already sold out.

As for flights, there were no direct flights, and connecting flights would be time-consuming and troublesome.

She frowned, looking distressed.

Her slender white legs lifted up and swayed alternately.

The hem of her skirt was very short, gradually inching up with her movements, revealing the color of her underwear from the back.

Yan Shuyao sat behind Lu Wei, and her gaze unintentionally glanced over. Her face grew slightly warm as she put down her iPad, climbed to the head of the bed, opened a drawer in the cabinet, and took out a small dark blue notebook, placing it in front of Lu Wei.

"What is this?" the little fool was stunned.

The weight pressed heavily, and a warm breath brushed against her ears, pulsating in waves. The voice was low, hoarse, and soft. "A pilot's license," she paused for a moment, "and private photos."

There were words written on the cover of the small notebook.

Lu Wei felt an itch behind her ear and involuntarily shivered. Her earlobe turned red, and her little brain didn't react immediately. She asked in confusion, "When did you take the exam?"

"During the summer vacation of our freshman year," Yan Shuyao couldn't help but kiss her ear. "We'll fly there directly the day after tomorrow."

The little fool was very sensitive, feeling like she had been electrified. She wanted to avoid it, but Yan Shuyao firmly held her down, keeping her in her embrace. Her face blushed, and she couldn't help but murmur, "...Um, where will the plane come from?"

Yan Shuyao didn't answer, instead, she lowered her head and kissed those lips.

Author's Note: It's the end! Thank you all for accompanying me on this journey. If we have the chance, let's meet again in the next story. Love you all =3=

Check out my new column "Is Wife Married?*" which is probably a story about childhood sweethearts in a crematorium. hhhhh* If you're interested, you can bookmark it, but the specific start date is yet to be determined~

*author changed the title to Limited Time of Marriage.

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