Chapter 300: Chapter 299: Parallel Universe
Tonight was the scheduled day for Sister Su Wan to collect Lin Shuang’s howork.
However, due to so strange reasons… Lin Shuang’s howork was handed in early in the bathroom.
Although Sister Su Wan sowhat despised the speed at which he completed his howork, it was a bit too fast.
—The longer you work on howork, the better, right? It consolidates knowledge!
But fortunately, the howork was still of good quality and quantity!
So Sister Su Wan let Lin Shuang off the hook, and patting his shoulder earnestly, she advised him to rest well and not write so rapidly next ti.
Lin Shuang really had a hard ti to explain…
He couldn’t exactly say that he and Secretary Xia had completed a long-distance relay race, which is why he wrote it so fast!
Next ti, he’ll have to show Wanwan his real abilities!
…
So tonight, Lin Shuang could snuggle with Ayao.
“Hey, master, could you sing ‘Write Our Story’ to put to sleep?”
Her words only made Lin Shuang’s guilt weigh heavier.
He also closed his eyes, resting his forehead against that of his Maid Chief.
“Ayao, let’s chat for a bit before you put to sleep.”
“Really can’t do anything about the master, huh.”
Ayao gently nibbled his nose bridge, “So now it’s the tender Ayao’s heartfelt chat ti, h~”
“Is it still the setting of the big bad wolf and the little lamb? Awoo~”
“Mhm~ Let Ayao taste if big bad wolf’s at is yummy or not.”
“You’re flipping it all upside down!”
Lin Shuang, the big bad wolf, was delivered to Ayao, the little lamb’s mouth, and was “ah-woo~” bitten in one go.
But after all, the little lamb was a little lamb, softening into Lin Shuang’s embrace when it started to nibble.
In the end, the big bad wolf still had a full al.
The nibbled little lamb, teary-eyed and pouting, whined, “But… it was supposed to be Ayao’s heartfelt chat segnt…”
“But it was clearly Ayao who started nibbling!”
“Anyway, it’s all the master’s fault!”
Ayao snuggled into Lin Shuang’s embrace, finding a more comfortable position to lie.
She started to chat with him about her afternoon visit to the Art College.
“The campus of Art College is so beautiful, with so many flowers~”
“Whatever flowers Ayao likes, we can plant them in our yard.”
This villa also has a small yard, so hoowners even grow vegetables in it: gardening seems to be ingrained in our genes.
“Little Dove is more skilled with flowers and plants than I am, we plan to plant so vegetables, so the master can have fresh greens?”
“That’s good, it gives our new maid sothing to do, Little Dove will be our gardening departnt head then~”
Ayao raised a finger, pointing to herself, “And what about ~”
Lin Shuang laughed, “Ayao, you’re surely the boss here!”
His position as master was just in na; Ayao was the renowned head of the family!
Ayao pursed her lips modestly, “Really~ Wanwan and the others keep saying I’m the Empress and all…”
“Ayao is the best~”
“I don’t want to be in charge of the master… Mhmm, where were we?”
“We were talking about the visit to the Art College.”
“Oh right, we also went to the library there, Wanwan took us in—the truth is Wanwan really is the boss of Art College, her words carry weight.”
“Wanwan has been the leader since she was little!”
Lin Shuang rembered the days when they respectfully called her the leader under Wanwan’s shadow!
—There was no choice, girls developed too quickly when they were young, boys simply couldn’t beat the girls.
“So, you should let Wanwan take charge of you.”
“Ayao, as the Maid Chief, you should be aligning with your master!”
“Hmm, that makes sense.”
Ayao waved her little fist, “Then I support the master in defeating Sister Wan, the big boss~”
She and Lin Shuang hugged, continuing their leisurely chat, “We loafed around the Art College library for a bit to enjoy the air conditioning and read so books. I just picked up a book on physics, it was about the theory of parallel universes.”
Lin Shuang comnted, “Why does the Art College library have physics books!”
“Popular science books~ Ah, you’re on my hair, Master.”
…It’s said that this is the most common phrase girls say when lying in bed with a boy.
Based on Lin Shuang’s own experience, the odds of it happening are indeed very, very high.
He smiled and began to smooth out her soft hair.
Ayao scratched his nose with the tip of her hair and continued, “Master, have you heard about this theory of parallel universes?”
“I do know a little bit about it.”
“Yeah~ It ans there could be countless universes…”
Ayao looked at him unblinkingly, “In the spaceti of those universes, maybe there are you and too, experiencing all kinds of stories… Just thinking about it is so magical.”
Lin Shuang nodded, “The vastness of the universe… anything is possible.”
Ayao closed her eyes again, nestling into his chest.
Her voice was very soft, almost as soft as dust, floating through the boundless universe.
“Master… do you think, in so parallel universe, there might be a universe where… we are an ordinary couple… living a mundane life with the daily essentials…”
Those tiny particles of dust floating around, but with the weight of a thousand kilos, crashed into Lin Shuang, “Master… you only have one wife…”
Every word from Ayao, like a blunt knife, repeatedly stabbed at Lin Shuang’s heart.
The entire universe seed to dim in front of him, echoing Ayao’s sowhat lonely words.
“…It exists, it does, Ayao.”
Lin Shuang hugged her tightly, “… It’s my fault.”
There was silence in his embrace for a while, with only the sound of Ayao’s quiet breathing.
It seed as long as a cosmic age before Ayao spoke softly again.
“It’s okay now, Master. I, Ayao, am really, really content.”
She gently bumped her head against Lin Shuang’s chest, “What I have now, I couldn’t ask for more… Out of so many parallel universes, to have t you, to be held by you like this…”
“It’s already a huge fortune.”
Ayao continued, “There must also be many parallel universes where I never t you, right?”
She covered her mouth with her hand, as if frightened, pausing before saying, “…I can’t even imagine that possibility, Master.”
Lin Shuang felt a warmth spreading across his chest.
Ayao curled up in his arms, “Alright, sing a song, Master, to put to sleep.”
“Okay, Ayao.”
“Today, the slightly willful Maid Chief Ayao, the best master in the world can forgive Ayao, right?”
“After all, it’s the best Ayao in the world.”
Lin Shuang began to sing softly the song “Writing Our Story.”
And so, Tong Yao, with a satisfied smile, fell soundly asleep in his embrace.
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