"Ah~ I'm sorry for calling you Zhiye without your permission..."

Apologizing for my rudeness, Zhiye is actually two years older than me, I should address her as my sister,

"It's fine... Jerry, you can call me whatever you like, Little Zhi, Little Ye, or even something more intimate like Wife, or Dear,"

Zhiye said shyly, her cheeks blushing.

"*Cough cough*" I choked on my saliva in surprise,

"Are you alright, Jerry...?" Zhiye worriedly stroked my chest... This not only failed to soothe me, but made my heart beat more intensely,

"F...fine..." I hurriedly replied,

"Your heart is beating so fast... thump thump thump..." Zhiye said, with a very focused expression on her face,

"Ah!" I accidentally leaned back too far and fell to the ground, my butt hurting and my face feeling inexplicably hot, all because Zhiye said something that caused a strange reaction in me,

"Jerry... are you alright?" she asked, reaching out to help me up. I quickly got to my feet, pretending to dust myself off,

"Ah... what a spectacle, falling flat on the ground like that, haha" I said, sounding like an idiot,

"Jerry... you don't have to be so distant...even though we are not married, we are practically husband and wife, so don't be so rigid, you can do whatever you want with me ,"

"Husband and wife!? ... Do whatever!?" I couldn't believe what I just heard,

"When a handmaid marries, she follows her husband's lead. Since I chose you, I'm prepared to sacrifice everything for you,"

"Don't make it sound so tragic! Besides... this isn't the old society with its three obediences and four virtues!"

I couldn't help but complain in my heart. Zhiye tilted her head, looking puzzled,

"Anyway... don't say things that are bad for your heart anymore..."

I adjusted my breath and spoke seriously,

"Jerry is my husband... of course, I have no room for hesitation..." Zhiye spoke with determination, but I couldn't help but feel troubled, unable to be happy,

"Zhiye, may I call you that?" I asked after a few seconds of silence,

"Of course you can..." Zhiye's face broke into a bright smile,

"Why are you wearing my school's uniform?" I asked, looking at the emblem embroidered on her sailor uniform,

"This?" Zhiye pointed to her clothes,

"Yeah..." I nodded,

"Because I transferred to this school..." Zhiye answered calmly,

"Transfer? What about the school you used to attend? Won't that affect your studies? According to my knowledge, Zhiye should be in senior high now, right?"

"No... I repeated a grade in junior high, and I've only been in my first year of high school for two months,"

"True, but maybe you just made some friends there, and now you won't see them again..."

I couldn't help but feel regretful,

"All of this is for Jerry... I came here to reunite with you, and even if we were thousands of miles apart, my heart still yearned for you,"

This yearning made me feel breathless,

"Ah... it's great that we can reunite..." I said with a fake tone,

"We must not be separated again..." After saying that, Zhiye touched my cheek, making me shiver,

"R...right... we need to hurry up or we'll be late,"

I stammered, raising my voice,

"I'm very sorry... it's all because of me, hurry up, Jerry..."

Zhiye bowed quickly and apologized,

"It's not all your fault, I'm responsible too..." I mumbled embarrassedly as we hurriedly rushed to school,

We barely made it to the school gates before they closed,

Zhiye and I were breathless from our non-stop running. Watching her chest heave, I felt my face flush red, seeing something extraordinarily fortunate,

After a while, the uncomfortable feeling subsided,

"Jerry... I have to go to the teacher's office to report, I can't accompany you to the classroom..." Zhiye said with a sad expression,

"It's okay, I'm not a three-year-old, I know how to get to my classroom myself..."

"I don't know which class I'll be assigned to..." Zhiye worried,

"Whatever class you end up in, we'll still be in the same grade, so we'll see each other all the time..."

"That's true... but I..." Zhiye smiled enigmatically, and I stared at her, puzzled,

"Jerry, hurry up and get to your classroom, or you'll really be late,"

"Ah... indeed, there's no time to linger here," I said, running like an arrow and shouting as I raced toward my classroom.