A Young Woman's Heart

The design remains the same as before; the balcony and room are not enclosed by walls and still have windows, but they have been changed to floor-to-ceiling windows with blinds installed inside. With a simple pull, they can be turned into a wall, almost completely blocking out light.

The door was changed to a sliding door that takes up less space. The balcony remained the same. Originally, we planned to replace it with floor-to-ceiling windows, but the cost was too high, so in the end we just replaced all the windows with new ones.

I didn't notice it when I was using the old one, but now that I've replaced it with a new one, it no longer feels like it's covered by a layer of grayish-green plastic. It looks much clearer now.

What surprised or delighted her most was that at the end of the balcony, there was a glass door that took up a quarter to a third of the already small balcony space. Inside, there were tiles and a bathtub.

There was originally a drain here for the washing machine, but now it's become the bathtub drain, and the washing machine's outlet has been turned into the bathtub faucet, meaning she can take a bath here.

"Bathtub!!!" Mo Xueyao was so excited that she couldn't wait to go in and take a bath. She sat down in impatiently.

The inside was wiped clean, but very dry, so it seems it hasn't been used recently.

Even someone as petite as Mo Xueyao couldn't stretch her legs out when she sat inside; she had to prop them up a bit. It was more like a large soaking tub than a bathtub.

Even if my father sat down with his knees drawn up, it would probably be difficult for him to sit down...

"This seems to have been made especially for the two of us! Ah, Mom can use it too, but Dad probably can't..."

"Well, didn't you say you wanted a bathtub, Yao Yao?"

"I thought there was no room for design in the house, but I didn't expect to actually do it! Although it's separate, which is a little strange... but... it's really nice!" Mo Xueyao tilted her head back, looking very comfortable, as if she were taking a bath.

"Okay, go take a shower."

"Ah, okay!" Mo Xueyao didn't look at her own room because she wanted to save it for last as a surprise. "Wanyan, don't look at our room either, we'll look together later!"

"it is good."

"Really? You're not allowed to peek!"

"Of course." Li Wanyan couldn't help but flick her forehead, as if she was a little dissatisfied with her lack of trust.

"Uh—um—ah, I've got it! How about we shower together? Anyway, the bathroom is much more spacious now! There's enough room for two people to stand in the shower."

Li Wanyan couldn't help but chuckle at Hua Yinyin's similar remarks.

"Okay."

"Uh-huh! Did I look a lot like Hua Yinyin just now?"

"Not like."

"Why? They're saying the same thing."

"The distance makes it even purer."

"Ahem! Me?" Mo Xueyao scratched her head awkwardly, looking a little guilty.

Although I had actually washed with Li Wanyan many times before, I no longer felt awkward about it.

But today, she didn't know where to look.

Perhaps in order to show her 'purity', she became uncomfortable instead.

"Yaoyao, turn around."

"Huh? What?"

"I'll wash your hair for you. You've been washing your own hair lately, haven't you?"

"Uh, Yinyin also helped me wash once."

"I've had more split ends and dandruff."

"Is there?"

"Have."

"...Is short hair really better after all?"

"Long hair needs to be maintained." Li Wanyan turned on the showerhead, and the water sprayed onto Yi's hair and then onto her body.

"Hiss—don't make it so hot, just use cold water, it's so hot on such a hot day..."

"Then let's use warm water; cold water is bad for your hair."

"Wow, how exquisite." Mo Xueyao straightened up, letting Li Wanyan gently stroke her long, wet hair from behind.

My scalp feels a little numb, which is very comfortable.

This helped her relax gradually, and her body became less stiff. A feeling of happiness permeated her being.

If she could, she would like this life to continue forever.

If a deadline must be given.

So she hopes it will be... forever.

"Wanyan, let me help you wash later."

"Ah."

"But I might not be as clean as you are."

"I will guide you."

"But we need to hurry."

"Ok?"

"I want to see our room!"

A glint of light flickered in Li Wanyan's eyes.

She smiled and nodded, silently repeating the word 'ours'.

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Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Newly Renovated Home (Part Two)

Pushing open the bedroom door, everything here was completely different from what Mo Xueyao remembered.

A few streetlights cast a dim yellow light through the window, and a wooden bunk bed came into view. In the dim room, details were not visible, only the general color and outline were discernible.

Mo Xueyao searched for a long time before discovering that a switch had been used instead of a hanging rope.

"Snap." She excitedly and nervously turned on the light, instantly illuminating the entire room.

What surprised her even more was that she couldn't see any lights.

She and Li Wanyan couldn't resist searching, and finally discovered the source of the light.

They were all hidden in the thin suspended ceiling, surrounding the perimeter.

This is a downlight, Mo Xueyao recognized it because her godfather's family also had one, but they didn't usually turn it on because it was extremely bright.

My father probably considered this as well, so he installed two switches: one that turns one light on and one light off, and another that turns all the lights on.

This is the kind of housing design you only see in upscale neighborhoods.

The wardrobe is still placed at the left entrance. The place where the bookshelf and desk used to be has been replaced with a thin cabinet. This cabinet can hold many display items and frequently used items such as stationery and books, but it does not take up too much space, making the whole bedroom seem much more spacious.

In the right corner sat the electronic keyboard she had bought from the supermarket, covered with a red cloth. She remembered that her mother's sewing machine was covered with the same material.

"Wow, is this wallpaper? Hmm... it's made of fabric!" Mo Xueyao excitedly walked over and touched it, finding the rough texture quite novel.

Besides wallpaper, there is actually something called wall covering in this world.

Most importantly, this way you don't have to worry about getting covered in dust when you're leaning against a wall.

"This is my private territory!" She plopped down on the piano bench and discovered that she could stretch her legs out and place them on the wall in front of her.

It seems that being short has its advantages.

Of course, Li Wanyan also had her own space. At the foot of the double bed, where there was a small space between her and the wall, she placed a small workbench. It had a rather rustic style and looked like an old item.

"I feel like I've seen this somewhere before...?"

"Grandma Jin's house," Li Wanyan gave the exact answer.

"Ah! Right! Was it a gift from Grandma Jin? I remember there was a little mechanism there that could raise the dressing mirror..."

"Hmm." Li Wanyan's light steps were slightly hurried as she walked to the workbench and raised the dressing mirror.

Although this small workbench doesn't take up much space, it has quite a few drawers, some suitable for large items and others for small items. If organized properly, it will be very convenient to use.

There's also a small stool here, just like Mo Xueyao's, which can be folded up and fits perfectly into the narrow gap next to it.

The father thoughtfully covered any areas that were prone to rubbing against the walls with wallpaper.

With such a small area of ​​wallpaper, I doubt even a professional would be willing to install it; he probably did it himself.

The best-designed item is undoubtedly this bunk bed.

—Although there was no bed underneath, but a writing desk.

Before Mo Xueyao could even warm up the piano bench, she got up and went to the bottom of the bunk bed.

She could barely walk in by simply bowing her head slightly, while Li Wanyan had to bend her head down.

After all, there is a height difference between them.

Perhaps because the house is on the top floor, the ceiling height is slightly higher than that of ordinary buildings, so the bed board of the bunk bed can be set at a height of about 1.6 meters. At first glance, the height of the upper and lower spaces is about the same, with the upper one being about 10 centimeters lower.

As long as you don't exert too much force when you get up in the morning, you generally won't hit your head.

The space under the bed is particularly bright and airy, and the window is noticeably larger, so even sitting on the first floor doesn't feel too cramped.

—After all, the lighting is excellent.

A custom-made wooden table stands by the window, with an empty space in the middle where you can put your feet and fold up a chair.

There are low cabinets at both ends, which can be used to store some miscellaneous items.

The empty spaces on both sides were not wasted; they were made into thin cabinets, which can also be used to store some things.

Stepping inside is like stepping into a room within a room.

It's like a cardboard box inside another cardboard box.

The table was large. Mo Xueyao sat in the chair, her upper body leaning on the table, her hands barely touching the window.

There wasn't a spare room in their home to use as a study, but this clever design made it feel like they had an extra study, full of privacy.