The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

Lin Feng didn't let Xu Momo stay for too long.

Two hours later, after taking a shower with Xu Momo's obedient help, she came out of the bathroom, dried her hair with a towel, leaned back on the sofa, and lit a cigarette.

Xu Momo, wrapped in a bathrobe, was tidying up the shopping bags and receipts scattered on the coffee table, and deftly folded his change of clothes and put them into the closet.

Lin Feng told her to go back to the dorm tonight and keep an eye on Shen Wanyu to make sure she didn't change her mind tomorrow. Xu Momo nodded obediently and replied, "Don't worry, I'll talk to her again tonight. She's actually already relented, she just needs a way to back down." After packing up the rest of her things, she changed into her own clothes, walked up to Lin Feng, tiptoed, and kissed him on the corner of his mouth. Then she picked up her car keys and went out.

Back in her dorm that evening, Shen Wanyu was sitting cross-legged on her bed, munching on an apple and watching a variety show. Seeing Xu Momo push open the door, she tossed the apple core into the trash can and casually asked, "Why were you out all afternoon again? I thought you went on a date. What's the deal with your mysterious boyfriend? He hasn't given me a single piece of information. Are you lying to me?"

Xu Momo changed into her pajamas, climbed into bed, and leaned against the headboard, intentionally or unintentionally steer the conversation towards herself. "I'm not lying to you. This afternoon he took me to an art exhibition and then we went for coffee. Do you know what I'm most grateful to him for right now? It's not the things he bought me, it's that he made me realize how naive I was before. I used to think the whole world owed me something, that my parents didn't understand me, and that all the men who pursued me were after me. But after meeting him, I realized that the problem was with myself. Take my relationship with my dad, for example—I used to argue with him every day, thinking he was too controlling and had to interfere in everything. Now, every time I go back and see that his hair has turned grayer and his back is hunched, I really regret arguing with him before. Parents really won't stay young forever. By the time you realize this, they may already be old."

Shen Wanyu was silent for a while, leaning against the headboard looking at her, and suddenly said, "At least your dad still calls you. My dad always has his secretary call for him, and I've even blocked his number. He's probably used to not having me as his daughter, anyway, he still has his son." Her voice was very soft, with a hint of self-mockery and loneliness in her tone.

"Have you ever considered that he might want to hit me, but just doesn't know how to bring it up? You should know your dad's personality better than I do—he's the kind of person who can't bring himself to do it, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care about you." Xu Mo turned to face her, her tone softening. "I used to think my dad didn't love me, but then one time I went through his phone and found his photo album was full of pictures of me when I was little. He doesn't say sweet words, but he loves me in his own way, just like all parents do."

Shen Wanyu didn't answer, but simply pulled the blanket up higher and turned over to face the wall. After a long while, she muttered, "Go to sleep, don't be late for the hike tomorrow," and then turned off her small table lamp.

In the darkness, Xu Mo heard her turn over several times, knowing that she was not asleep, but she did not speak again.

The next morning, when Xu Momo and Shen Wanyu set off, Lin Feng had already arrived at Sanqing Mountain ahead of time.

I arrived almost an hour earlier than them and took the cable car directly up the mountain, taking many photos along the way. The scenery on the mountain was indeed beautiful, with clouds and mist swirling among the strange peaks and rocks, ancient pines with intertwined roots on both sides of the mountain path, and distant mountains unfolding layer upon layer in the morning light, like a watercolor painting with just the right shades of ink.

Lin Feng walked and took pictures along the way, occasionally stopping to look at the cliff carvings by the roadside. When he arrived at the entrance of the Sanqing Taoist Temple, Xu Momo's message popped up right on time: "We've reached the foot of the mountain, let's take the cable car up." A moment later, she sent another message: "We'll be at the Sanqing Taoist Temple soon."

Lin Feng put away his phone and stepped into the prayer hall of the Sanqing Taoist Temple.

The hall was filled with the smoke of incense, and in the center were the statues of the Three Pure Ones, flanked by the memorial tablets of eminent Taoist priests throughout history. The air was thick with the scent of sandalwood and candles, and several worshippers were kneeling on prayer cushions, bowing devoutly and chanting prayers.

Lin Feng walked to the fortune-telling area, picked up the fortune-telling container, and shook it. A bamboo stick fell to the ground. He picked it up and looked at it. It was a medium-to-good fortune stick. Next to the text on the stick was a line of small characters: "Good luck is coming, you will have a lot of romantic encounters, everything will go smoothly, and you will have peace and joy."

He couldn't help but chuckle, placing the bamboo stick back into the bamboo basket next to the divination tube, and muttered to himself, "This divination is quite accurate. I've certainly been having a lot of good luck lately, and I'm also quite fortunate with women."

Walking to the incense shop next door, I spent a considerable sum to obtain more than a dozen peace charms. The small red brocade pouches were neatly stacked on the counter, each containing a blessed talisman.

He carefully placed the amulets one by one into his backpack, silently allocating them to everyone around him. There had been so many people with him lately; one amulet for each person was almost not enough. He stuffed the last amulet into the inner pocket of his backpack, patted it, and turned to walk out of the hall.

As soon as Lin Feng stepped out of the prayer hall, he saw a beautiful figure walking towards him from the crowd.

Xu Momo wore a black camisole today. Her fair skin below her collarbone was dazzling in the sunlight. Her full breasts were perfectly wrapped by the tight fabric. Her waist was slender, and her navel area was flat and smooth, with two abs faintly visible.

He tied his windbreaker around his waist, and wore dark gray tight-fitting hiking pants with the cuffs tucked into his black hiking boots. His legs were long and straight, and his buttocks were round and perky under the tight pants.

She wore sunglasses, her long hair was tied in a high ponytail, and a few stray hairs were blown by the mountain wind and stuck to her cheeks.

Standing on the mountain path, she was more eye-catching than the scenery. Several male tourists around her couldn't help but turn around frequently, and some even secretly raised their phones to take pictures, only to be met with a cold glare from her before they sheepishly put their phones down.

Upon seeing Lin Feng, the other person took off their sunglasses, a perfectly timed expression of surprise appearing on their face.

"Lin Feng? What are you doing here? What a coincidence!" As she spoke, she secretly winked at Lin Feng, a very subtle gesture that only the two of them could see.

Lin Feng waved the amulet he hadn't yet put away in his backpack, playing along with her performance. "What a coincidence. Shen Wanyu recommended I come to Sanqing Mountain yesterday, so I came to check it out today, and I didn't expect to run into you guys. I just got some amulets; this Taoist temple is said to be quite effective, so I got a few for protection."

Shen Wanyu followed Xu Momo over.

She still wore her signature rebellious outfit: a black leather jacket, skinny jeans, colorful dreadlocks swaying behind her head, and smoky makeup on her face.