A Young Woman's Heart

The house was empty, with only Mo Xueyao inside.

She didn't feel lonely at all, since she was already used to her parents coming home very late.

In the past, when my father was at work, he might have come home a little earlier, but he often didn't get home until seven or eight o'clock.

Earning enough money by working eight hours a day is the dream of many people.

Unfortunately, very few of them can actually be achieved.

Mo Xueyao threw her dirty, muddy dress into a large red plastic basin. She would rather be cold than wear dirty clothes home.

The water was boiled quickly, and Mo Xueyao took the teapot and thermos and went into the bathroom.

Because there wasn't much hot water, I couldn't afford to take a luxurious shower.

Basically, you can only lift the basin and pour it over your head when you've washed yourself thoroughly with water, and enjoy the warmth of the hot water washing over your whole body.

The steam in the bathroom brought some warmth, preventing Mo Xueyao from shivering from the cold inside—as long as there was no wind, it was still bearable.

This time, she made a point of cleaning that area more thoroughly because she inexplicably remembered what the doctor had warned her about during her previous checkup.

If you don't clean properly, you may get gynecological diseases.

Getting sick in a place like this would be so embarrassing, even just going to the doctor would be awkward...

So to avoid embarrassment, the best way is to avoid getting sick in the first place.

Moreover, it's really troublesome for girls because without that tube, they'll inevitably get some urine stains on their bottoms when they go to the toilet. Even if they wipe it dry with a tissue, sometimes a few drops will still leak out, especially when the weather is cold, making their bottoms feel cold and damp...

It seems that if you don't shower, you'll have to clean that area every day, which is definitely a necessary thing...

Lost in her own random thoughts, Mo Xueyao rinsed off the last bit of hot water mixed with cold water, let out a long sigh, grabbed a towel and dried herself off completely before leaving the bathroom.

My hair is still a little damp, and there's no hairdryer at home, so I can only wait for it to dry completely on its own.

However, if the weather is cold, it probably won't dry so easily.

Short hair is definitely better...

It's refreshing and doesn't cause hair loss.

Mo Xueyao muttered to herself, picked up a few long strands of hair from the ground, and threw them into the trash can next to her.

It's Friday today, so there's no rush to do homework.

Moreover, after what happened just now, although Jingdie helped to resolve it in the end, she was still somewhat uneasy. How to put it, she probably hadn't recovered from that state yet.

And she was also somewhat annoyed.

Why was I afraid back then?

He's just a skinny man. Even if he's strong, he could still beat someone if he used other techniques.

At worst, wouldn't smashing his bicycle at him half to death be enough?

The more I think about it, the more I regret it. I feel like I made so many wrong judgments back then. I wish this were a game called life, so I could reload my save and go back to that point in time to play it again, so I wouldn't feel so stupid and foolish when I think about it...

But thinking about it more carefully, I still feel a little scared.

After all, China's public security is relatively good, and for Mo Xueyao, drug addicts seem to only be seen in propaganda and TV dramas.

The sudden encounter in real life caught her completely off guard.

And what if you were forced to take drugs by the other party at that time?

Drug addiction is very difficult to quit, and doing so can place an unbearable burden on families that are just starting to recover, causing them to collapse completely...

Thank goodness, I wasn't forced to take that puff of smoke.

This is probably the luckiest thing that could happen.

Mo Xueyao decided not to tell her parents about this, otherwise they would worry again.

When they start nagging, it'll be even more of a headache.

"It's really not safe for a girl to walk alone at night..." Mo Xueyao muttered to herself. "But boys don't seem to be that safe either. Didn't that drug addict say he even sleeps with men...?"

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore." Mo Xueyao poured herself a cup of hot tea and sat on a small stool in the living room, blowing on it while watching TV programs.

This is actually the time when cartoons are most concentrated, with several channels broadcasting cartoons.

Sometimes it's really painful to have two favorite anime playing at the same time.

Fortunately, I don't have that problem today, because all the anime I liked have finished airing, and it seems like starting today, new anime will be airing.

However, Mo Xueyao's expectations were dashed.

They weren't showing any new cartoons, but rather the classic anime Doraemon.

But it's not bad.

Moreover, the episodes shown happened to be the ones Mo Xueyao had never seen before, which immediately captivated her, and she watched them with complete concentration.

……

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Art Practice Society

The weekend flew by, and before we knew it, another week had begun.

On Monday noon, the clouds in the sky were gently parted by the cool touch of autumn, allowing the warm sunlight to shine on the playground.

There are only a few days left until the Beginning of Winter on November 8th, and the time left for the Autumn Maiden is also running out.

In another teaching building, in the activity room dedicated to the photography club, only Gao Yuan and Qiu Yi were present.

The room wasn't very spacious; it already felt a bit cramped after setting up a large square table and about ten chairs.

There was only one window, and even without drawing the curtains, the sunlight wasn't very abundant.

"Teacher Qiu," Gao Yuan said, stirring her coffee, "I'd like to launch a long-term activity for our club."

"Oh? What kind of activity?" Qiu Yi asked while fiddling with the digital camera in his hand. "The school just allocated me three hundred yuan, which should be enough for some outdoor activities that don't cost too much. Anyway, our art practice club only has three people, so it should be enough."

"This amount of money is far from enough to buy a camera..."

"Forget about buying a camera." Qiu Yi rolled her eyes. "Unless you can get approval from that stingy head of student affairs to give you a thousand or so yuan all at once."

“Hey... Ms. Qiu, this time I plan to bring more students from our class. Quite a few have already applied, so we can select a few. And maybe I can even get my whole class to participate.”

"There won't be enough room then."

"It's not about joining our club, it's about participating in our activities!"

"Hmm...? What kind of long-term project are you planning? It looks like a big deal?" Qiu Yi became interested, put away his camera and leaned forward. "Tell me about it?"

"I want to build a house! One that incorporates the feel of art."

"...Are you kidding me? What a joke! Building a house? You think it's that simple? At the very least, do you even have the land?"

"Yes, I have."

"Where do the materials come from?"

"I'll pay."

"The students wouldn't be able to build it either."

"We use simple materials, similar to container houses, but we designed the shape ourselves."

"You kid..." Qiu Yi's ordinary face showed a surprised expression, "You're richer than I imagined?"

"Hehe... It's alright... But I haven't told my dad about it yet. It's just an idea right now. What do you think, teacher?"

“Tell me in detail first.” Qiu Yi took out a notebook. “I’ll write down what you say and see how it goes. If it’s acceptable, I’ll submit the application—of course, don’t even think about getting any funding from that stingy Yinling.”

“It’s alright—I’ll pay!” Gao Yuan said quite generously.

Qiu Yi silently gave a thumbs up and asked, "Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I heard about our class monitor, Li Wanyan, from An Ruosu in our class before. Later, I asked Awen, and she said that she was homeless and was temporarily staying at Mo Xueyao's house. But I thought, she can't stay with someone else forever, can she?"

"You kid, are you serious? You're planning to build a house for someone else just because of this?" Qiu Yi looked incredulous.

"No... I was thinking that art should also be able to help those in need." Gao Yuan was surprisingly serious at this moment, and her squinty eyes seemed even more bright than usual. "It's not just Li Wanyan, right? As far as I know, there is a pair of twins in our class who depend on each other for survival. Their parents died in a car accident, so now they can only rent a house and work after school. If our house is built, it can become their free accommodation, and when they no longer need it, it can be provided to other people."

"Isn't it enough to have school dormitories for this kind of thing?" Qiu Yi was very puzzled by Gao Yuan's idea.

"But my own place feels more like home, and what will I do after graduation? I can't possibly keep living at the university, can I?"

“Once you graduate, you’ll be an adult, and you can support yourself with a job.” Qiu Yi was very rational. “What you’re doing is just a thankless task.”

"Okay, then... is it not enough to just find it interesting?"

"Do you have so much money you don't know what to do with it?"

"I think it's more important to pursue what you want to do."

"Fine, I have nothing to say to a rich guy like you." Qiu Yi rolled his eyes and laughed, "Just keep showing off."

“Hey... Teacher Qiu, let’s build a house using those simple shipping container panels. It doesn’t need to be too tall, just one or two stories will do. I’ll go talk to my dad about the materials and land.”

"If you're really capable, then that's fine. I'm sure the school will support you. You'll just need to find some experienced teachers or construction workers to help oversee the site."

"We'll make all the furniture first, and then we'll find workers to assemble the panels at the end."

"Oh? You're planning to assemble all the furniture yourself?"

"It's not just me, it's everyone."

"Hmm...that sounds really interesting, or rather, it's simply unbelievable. I can't imagine that we could do it." Qiu Yi rubbed his nose. "I'll also do my best to contribute, after all, I've studied blueprinting!"

"That's great! Ms. Qiu can help with the design, and then we can all work together to design it. Oh, and we should also ask the class monitors to see what kind of design they want."

"The class monitor... is her name Li Wanyan, right? It seems she submitted the application along with a few other girls from your class."

"Isn't that even better?" Gao Yuan saw that the coffee was no longer hot, so he tilted his head back and took a big gulp. Instant coffee wasn't cheap at the moment, but he drank it like water.

"Hey, Gao Yuan, you ate so fast today, or did you not eat at all?" Just then, the door was pushed open, and Zhou Yong walked in from outside, holding a bag of instant noodles.

"I ate, I had a meat floss bread. I didn't really like the food in the cafeteria today," Gao Yuan replied.

Before the door could be closed, another person walked in.