A Young Woman's Heart

It was actually still warm.

This was also the first time Mo Xueyao had ever eaten warm mung bean cake.

When you take a bite, it feels very soft and fluffy inside, somewhat like eating a not-so-crisp apple.

It has a very mild taste and a slightly bitter aftertaste.

It goes quite well with this Gynostemma pentaphyllum tea.

However, as long as you don't swallow it whole, but sip it in your mouth for a while, you can taste a slight sweetness.

"How was it?"

"It's delicious!" Mo Xueyao gave a thumbs up, took a sip of the now-cooled Gynostemma pentaphyllum tea, and said, "I feel a little bloated."

"Hmm, if you can't eat anymore, just eat less."

"Then I'll have another piece..."

Mo Xueyao ate very slowly, like she was eating sesame candy, nibbling on it little by little.

They even moved a small stool outside the door.

Looking at the sky, she muttered to herself, "Could it be that many of the stars still twinkling in the sky, illuminated by the light now, have actually already gone out?"

After all, light comes from a very, very far place and takes countless years to reach Earth.

They are like a long-distance letter sent from the universe to Earth; by the time the letter arrives, they themselves may have perished.

“That’s the romance of the universe,” Xuan Anyi said with a smile, without giving a direct answer.

This is why many science fiction novels depict humanity venturing beyond Earth into the universe to experience a more brilliant and mysterious world.

In this respect, perhaps all humans share the same feelings.

After eating two pieces of mung bean cake and drinking a cup of tea, Mo Xueyao suddenly felt sleepy again.

It was still early, only three in the morning.

She covered her mouth and yawned widely, squinting her eyes as she said, "Hoo-hoo—I feel sleepy..."

"Let's go, I'll come too."

"Ah."

When Mo Xueyao returned to her room, she washed up in a low voice and went back to bed, only to find Hua Yinyin hugging the quilt tightly with her legs clamped together, as if she mistook it for Mo Xueyao.

She was sleeping soundly.

He showed no sign of waking up.

"Phew—just a little longer—" Mo Xueyao muttered softly, not bothering Hua Yinyin, but slowly lying down on the edge of the empty space on the bed.

A few strands of hair were lifted by the ceiling fan, and the rhythmic sound of the wind helped her drift back to sleep.

Apart from her and Xuan Anyi, no one knew that in the middle of the night, the two of them actually made a snack in the kitchen before going back to their room to sleep.

……

early morning.

Qiu Yi gets up very early.

He plans to help make breakfast this morning.

We can't always leave Xuan Anyi to do all the work.

He subconsciously walked into the small kitchen on the first floor of the dormitory and found it rather empty, with many things missing, at most only enough to make a bowl of noodles or something.

Then I realized that most of the utensils had been moved to the school's large kitchen.

He was about to go to the main kitchen when he suddenly turned back to look at the stove.

There are two cups here, each containing some washed, fresh Gynostemma pentaphyllum. In the center of the cups, there is a plate with four pieces of mung bean cake loosely arranged.

He initially suspected Xuan Anyi of doing it, but this thing looked like it had been sitting around for a long time. If he really wanted to do it, he would have to get up at least at four o'clock.

Qiu Yi scratched his head, somewhat bewildered: "What is this? The Snail Fairy?"

As he spoke, he picked up a piece and tasted it: "Tsk...it's so bland..."

……

"Achoo, achoo, achoo!!" Hua Yinyin sneezed three times in a row, not only waking herself from her sweet dream, but also waking Mo Xueyao.

The bluish-gray sky proved that it was still early. Mo Xueyao turned over, intending to continue the dream she had just had.

"Hmm... It's so cold! Little Yaoyao stole my blanket in the middle of the night!"

"You idiot..." she pouted in annoyance, "Where would I get a blanket?"

"Huh? That's right..."

Hua Yinyin immediately sat up and saw that half of the quilt was dragging on the ground, while the other half was pressed under her.

"I knew I couldn't win the blanket no matter what..." She smiled sheepishly, moved the blanket out, covered herself with it again, and even shared some with Mo Xueyao.

"What time is it...?"

"It's only 5:30."

"Then sleep a little longer..."

"Okay, I'll sleep until eight o'clock today!"

"I want to sleep until nine o'clock..." Mo Xueyao mumbled with her eyes closed, rolling to the side to avoid falling off the bed later.

Hua Yinyin quieted down again, and she could finally continue having the dream she had just had.

In her dreams, she could soar through the sky, but she could never fly out of Earth.

After that, they finally managed to fly out of the atmosphere, only to discover that the entire Earth was actually their own face.

Then it grinned... and laughed.

"Ugh!"

Mo Xueyao was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat and sat up abruptly.

The sky outside was a deep blue night.

She looked at Hua Yinyin beside her: "What time..."

"It's early, go to sleep for a while..." The latter turned over and turned her head, revealing a face that looked exactly like Mo Xueyao's.

Just as she was momentarily stunned and at a loss, Mr. Xue suddenly burst through the door—he had his own face.

"Mo Xueyao!"

"Xiaoxue..."

"Mo Xueyao!" Mr. Xue ran into her room the instant.

Everything disappeared.

The surroundings were illuminated by light.

"Uh……"

"Get up! The sun's already high in the sky!" Hua Yinyin laughed smugly, pulling the curtains all the way down, letting the bright sunlight shine directly on her face.

It's said that if you wake up in the morning and then go back to sleep, you're more likely to have terrifying dreams...

……

Chapter Thirty: I Want to Go Home

Although it was a day off, Li Wanyan was still in the office.

She is currently teaching math to students from first to sixth grade, and she is also the homeroom teacher, so she has a lot to do.

—Even though there are only sixty students in total.

"Knock knock!" Suddenly, there was a knocking sound from outside the door, like someone banging on the door.

Li Wanyan frowned slightly and looked up: "Come in."

She is now alone in the office.

During their break, Mo Xueyao and Hua Yinyin went with Wang Qianyu and Taiyin to stroll around and enjoy the scenery in other parts of the island.

"Bang—" The door was flung open quickly, and a first-grade boy darted in like a monkey. "Hello, Teacher Li!"

"What is it?" she asked gently, her brows unfurrowing, trying to make her questioning tone as clear as possible.

"Qiao Shishi cried!"

"What happened to her? Did she fall? Or did someone bully her?"

"No one bullied her, and she didn't seem to fall down," the little boy said in a childish voice. He hadn't officially started first grade yet, and still looked like a kindergarten child.

Where is she?

"Ah..." The boy thought for a long time but couldn't come up with an adjective. "Teacher, I'll take you there!"

"it is good."

Li Wanyan immediately stood up and followed the energetic young man out of the office.

The playground is very lively. Even students who don't live on campus come here to play during the day. It has become a place for children to gather and play.

The boy led the way, and Li Wanyan followed quickly.

I walked past a few playful students and arrived at the edge of the playground.

A slightly chubby girl was squatting next to the barbed wire fence.

Her skin was delicate and fair, and she was plump like a porcelain doll.

However, the clothes she was wearing were very simple, and if you looked closely, you could see that there were some loose threads at the hem of her skirt.

The boy stood a short distance away and cautiously pointed to Qiao Shishi, who was covering her face and sobbing, and whispered, "I just saw her crying."

"Thank you, go have fun." Li Wanyan gently patted the boy's head, then slowly walked forward.