A Young Woman's Heart

"Hey, Wanyan, sit down with me." She moved aside and leaned against the right armrest. The rocking chair was large enough for two people to sit comfortably, as long as it didn't shake violently. "It must be very cool in the countryside at this time of year, right?"

Although it might feel hotter when the two of them are close together, it can also make them feel lighter.

Looking up at the sky, it felt like the two of them were sitting in the same spaceship, wandering through the Milky Way.

Mo Xueyao gently rocked the chair, and the feeling of weightlessness made the imagination of traveling through the universe seem more real.

In the convenience store across a small street, the recent college graduate was working.

He was in charge of the all-night shifts.

However, people are usually quite free at this time and don't need to do much.

So he would often stare out the window in a daze.

At this moment, his gaze fell on Mo Xueyao, but his thoughts seemed to have already drifted to the end of the Milky Way.

I heard he recently wanted to quit his job. After all, he's a college graduate, and he wants to do something more meaningful.

Even though his expertise rarely finds a need...

I wonder what kind of employee Grandma Jin will hire after he resigns.

However, it's normal for employees to change.

It's like a microcosm of the entire mobile society.

Chen Cheng, carrying a kerosene lamp emitting black smoke, was walking with Zhuang Lianlian in his arms toward the technical school in the alley.

Mo Xueyao shoved one hand into Li Wanyan's arms, leaned on the armrest of the chair, and shouted, "Chen Cheng—where are you going so late?"

"Lianlian said she wanted to go on a nighttime adventure, so I took her to visit the vocational school."

"What kind of adventure is that?"

“We climbed over the wall to get in, and there weren’t many boarding students at this vocational school.”

"There's not much to explore there, unless it's an abandoned school or hospital, those are the exciting ones!"

"This is already quite exciting..." Zhuang Lianlian's face was flushed, and some of her dark golden hair was draped over Chen Cheng's shoulder.

It had been quite a while since she last dyed her hair, and it seemed she hadn't dyed it again, so a lot of black hair had grown out from the roots.

Her originally pure dark gold hair has now turned into a mixture of black and gold.

Even after all this time, she still has the air of a young lady from a wealthy family.

The boys from the vocational school always jokingly called Mo Xueyao "Miss," but she felt that the title was more appropriate for Zhuang Lianlian.

"Come home early, or your parents will worry," the mother called out with concern.

Zhuang Lianlian nodded somewhat shyly, while Chen Cheng decisively chose to ignore her.

This is normal for Chen Cheng, since he often ignores even what his parents say.

He would only listen attentively to what Zhuang Lianlian said.

A few croaks of frogs came from the distant rice paddies, as a golden moon rose high in the sky.

It's still relatively quiet now, but when the height of summer arrives, the air will be filled with the sounds of frogs and insects, creating a symphony of summer.

The chair was so comfortable that Mo Xueyao became sleepy. With her last bit of consciousness, she got up, staggered into the small room of the fruit shop, and collapsed onto the bed.

However, lying in this stuffy room, even with the fan on, she couldn't fall asleep and even started to become more and more awake.

"Mom—it's time to change the mat..."

"Let's change it in a few days, just in case it gets colder!"

"Hoo—" Mo Xueyao looked at Li Wanyan wearing a light summer nightgown, and could feel the touch of her skin even through the clothes.

Some of them are icy cold, and they seem perfect to hold like an ice cube.

"What's wrong? Weren't you sleepy just now?"

"Ah, now I'm not sleepy anymore, it's so stuffy and hot..."

"I'll feel sleepy after lying down for a while." Li Wanyan adjusted the angle of the electric fan so that it was blowing only on Mo Xueyao as much as possible before lying down on the narrow wire bed.

"Ah, it's getting hotter every year..." Mo Xueyao's complaints grew softer and softer until they disappeared like a dream.

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Chapter Sixty-Six: Summer's Fairness

When the fan blows hot air instead of cool air, it means that summer has arrived.

Summer always arrives so abruptly in Hangzhou, as if there is only summer and winter here.

Those two seasons, which served as a transition, have been swallowed up by an unknown entity.

In 2001, air conditioning seemed to be a legendary 'prop' that ordinary people could not enjoy at all.

When my father came home in the evening, he drank some rice wine, seemingly trying to escape the early summer heat. He lay down on the swaying recliner and fell asleep.

The mother did not close the roller shutter completely, but left a small gap, hoping that the cool night breeze could pass through the gap and bring some coolness to the enclosed room.

When Mo Xueyao got into bed, she took off all her clothes. If her parents hadn't been there to supervise her, she probably would have taken off her vest as well and just lay on the mat.

Even so, her fair thighs were still stretched out haphazardly on the mat.

Helpless, Li Wanyan grabbed one of the delicate thighs and pushed it back to its proper place before stretching her body comfortably.

Now, everyone living in the fruit shop area, whether children or parents, is eagerly anticipating the completion of their home renovations, and even hoping that air conditioning can be installed...

Even if there isn't one in the living room, there should at least be one in each of the two bedrooms.

However, the high price of air conditioners these days is simply out of reach for most people, and my father and mother are still observing the situation until the renovation is completed.

Even the cheapest window air conditioner costs over 800 yuan, not to mention the newer wall-mounted air conditioners.

Starting at two thousand is probably a conservative estimate.

Even as she drifted off to sleep, Mo Xueyao was thinking about how comfortable the room would be if there were air conditioning.

Perhaps it will be as cool as winter...

Thinking this, she unconsciously tugged at her tank top. The bra straps, which she had used many times, seemed to finally give way under the force of the pull and snapped off with a 'snap'.

Even at night, her fair skin was dazzling.

It shone brightly in the night outside the window.

Even the most dazzling starry sky paled in comparison.

Li Wanyan covered her with the blanket without expression, but Mo Xueyao pushed it away because she felt hot.

If it weren't for the fact that the tank top was hard to take off, she probably would have gone straight to bed without wearing anything.

Despite feeling so hot, she still insisted on staying close to Li Wanyan.

The nightgown, slightly billowing in the wind, gently covered Mo Xueyao's thighs, making it seem as if the two were wearing the same dress as they embraced.

Habits can be truly terrifying sometimes.

Mo Xueyao probably finds it hard to fall asleep peacefully in a bed without Li Wanyan lying there now.

The only one who could be considered a substitute is Hua Yinyin, who could barely be considered one.

A slight breeze drifted in through the slightly ajar window, and the streetlights outside were still on, their orange-yellow, hazy glow serving as a guiding light in the dreams of the two people in bed.

"Ugh..." In her dream, Mo Xueyao uttered some indistinct murmurs, "Wanyan...it's so itchy...pfft, hee hee...it feels so good..."

Li Wanyan gently tucked her in, pressed her cheek against Mo Xueyao's face, and drifted off to sleep along with Mo Xueyao's inexplicable ramblings.

The two seemed to be having the same dream, embracing each other even tighter, their bodies trembling, as if they were dreaming of the same terrifying monster, clinging to each other to resist that boundless fear.

But the blushing, satisfied smile on her face made this guess less certain.

……

Tian Tingchan stood quietly by the bed.

Her fair skin seemed to blend into the wall.

If it weren't for that missing crucial part, she would surely be as beautiful as a Greek sculpture.

She brought her legs together, concealing anything discordant, and struck a somewhat mesmerizing pose, mimicking the oil painting on the wall.

Summer seems to always make people do some irrational and bad things.

She gazed at herself in the full-length mirror, her eyes somewhat unfocused.

The starry sky enveloped her, and such fine weather was rare.

In the city center, being able to see even a few stars is a rare luxury.

The stars were as white as her skin.

The difference is that it also shines with a dazzling light.

Tian Tingchan stood by the window, her face still flushed, even though no one could see her from that height.

Her rosy nails were clenched tightly, as if they were about to drip juice sweeter than lychee.

It would be even better if someone were watching at this time.

A picture of Zhou Yong popped into her mind.

Then he quickly deleted it and replaced it with the surging blue ocean and a golden full moon.

In Lu Xun's writing, Runtu is depicted as holding a steel fork and stabbing at the badger in this way.

If it were just for that one moment, she'd be willing to be the badger...

She pursed her lips, the only two rosy hues amidst her fair skin, her face flushed red. Some force compelled her to draw the curtains, but in the end, she only gently touched her fair neck.

—A neck as slender as a swan's.

It would be even more beautiful if I could wear something here.

But will everything she's doing now, everything she can't suppress, reach Zhou Yong's heart?

Summer's fair skin is truly irresistible.