A Young Woman's Heart

"If you don't do well on the exam, you can consider repeating a year."

"That's good enough. You can't just retake the exam because you didn't get into Zhejiang University or something."

“Yaoyao should at least aim for Zhejiang University,” Li Wanyan said seriously.

"That depends on the major... People don't want to go to the less desirable majors, and the better ones require very high scores—"

Yukong High School is not a top-tier high school, and even though she ranks among the top students here, Mo Xueyao is not sure if she can get into the school and major she wants.

Zhejiang University was certainly on her list of options, but if she couldn't get into Zhejiang University, other top-tier universities would be perfectly fine.

"Yaoyao, give it a try and see if you can get into Tsinghua or Peking University."

"Pfft... What a joke! That's absolutely impossible! We don't even know if any students from Yukong High School have ever been admitted to Tsinghua or Peking University!"

"And if it's for repeating a year, it seems to be a special repeat class? It doesn't seem to be the same class as the senior students." Mo Xueyao paused. "I forgot who told me, but does Yukong have repeat classes?"

“No this year.” Li Wanyan shook her head. “There aren’t many people repeating the year; they’ve all been assigned to different classes.”

"It seems like there aren't any new classmates in our class."

"It's possible that none of the students who repeated a year had particularly good grades."

This type of person is most likely someone who didn't even get into a junior college in the national college entrance examination, and has no choice but to retake the exam to have a chance to attend university.

"Maybe if I repeat a year, I can be in the same class as Yu Shu? And the Snow Music Band can continue~ We can cancel it together after we graduate! Perfect!" Mo Xueyao winked mischievously. "Then why don't we not study so hard this year? We'll have to repeat a year anyway!"

Li Wanyan pinched her cheek in an annoyed tone: "Retaking the exam is only something you do when you have no other choice."

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore." Mo Xueyao waved her hand nonchalantly. "Anyway, people always have to part ways! Yu Shu is still my neighbor, and we can still run into each other often even after graduation. There's no need to dwell on it so much."

"Ah."

It was still early; the clock on the wall had just reached the '8' mark.

"Should we go to bed early?"

"Theoretically speaking, I should go to bed earlier, because I won't have as much sleep every day afterward, but—"

Mo Xueyao put the electronic keyboard she had just taken out and played for less than half an hour back into its case: "Forget it, maybe I should just lie in bed—"

"What do you plan to say about the past and the future?"

"Well, it feels like I'd be missing out if I didn't make the most of this precious time. But then I realized that if I don't rest properly, I might fall behind on the first day, and that would be terrible. I really hate that feeling of struggling to catch up with my studies."

Mo Xueyao straightened her back, yawned, and quickly climbed into bed.

"Wanyan, would you like to sleep inside tonight?"

"What's wrong."

"Because I always sleep on the inside, it's quite comfortable to sleep against the wall, and I can also sit and look at the scenery outside the window."

"No need." She shook her head.

The house is quiet; my parents haven't returned yet.

Although there was a van, I was still a little worried about whether it would be convenient to come back in such heavy rain.

Sometimes, if they close late, they'll just sleep in the fruit shop.

Although the environment there is not great, it is convenient.

As a result, Mo Xueyao felt that she and Li Wanyan were the ones who enjoyed the most of the newly renovated home.

I said I was going to sleep, but I wasn't actually that sleepy yet.

As usual, Li Wanyan went to the toilet before lying down in bed.

The ordinariness of life makes time seem to stretch out at this moment.

"Turn off the light?" Li Wanyan sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out her hand, and placed it on the light switch.

"Turn it off." Mo Xueyao stared at the bright spotlight and nodded gently.

Even with the lights off, you can still clearly see the starry sky painted on the ceiling.

Light is something that cities never lack.

Mo Xueyao opened her eyes wide and suddenly reached out to poke Li Wanyan, who was just about to lie down.

— His finger poked her waist.

Li Wanyan seemed a little sensitive; she shifted her body uncomfortably and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Yinyin always touches me inappropriately when she's sleeping, so I can't resist trying it on other people too, cough cough!"

"It's a good thing you're a girl now; if it were before, that would have been considered a hooligan."

"Tch, that's why she does this, huh? Anyway, she's a girl now, and it's been two years. I guess I've gotten used to seeing myself this way."

"You used to miss the life of a boy?"

"Tch, what's the use of reminiscing? We can't go back! Everything is gone forever. Besides, I wasn't even a real man to begin with."

"Why are you being so honest today?"

"Just stating the facts." Mo Xueyao suddenly sat up, her blue eyes seemingly shining. "By the way, I've been wanting to try that for a long time!"

"Ok?"

"Wanyan, take this! Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand!"

"..."

"Hey, why didn't you dodge?"

Why are you hiding?

"Ahem, time to sleep!"

……

Chapter Nine: The Ground is a Little Slippery

Class 2, Grade 12.

It's at the very back of the fifth floor.

It's very quiet here; even if there are classes on the playground, the noise doesn't really reach inside.

Sitting in this classroom is like sitting at the top of a tower.

This is roughly the state of being oblivious to what's going on outside.

Because there really isn't much time.

When get out of class ends, I have to go to the restroom, which takes about three to five minutes back and forth. As soon as I sit back down, the next class starts right away. The longer breaks are a bit longer, but still limited; at most, I can run downstairs to the vending machine to buy a drink.

However, everyone's enthusiasm was clearly much lower than before. Firstly, running up and down the stairs was too tiring—it's five floors! Secondly, they didn't have the energy to think about anything else.

It might get better once I get used to it, but not now.

Time moves very slowly.

The sunlight outside the window is very strong.

The heat spread through the classroom, and we finally made it to noon.

Unlike the first and second years of high school, the bell rang softly as soon as it was time to leave. Liu Xiaowei and Ma Jia dashed out in a flash. Even if the teacher on the podium was the dean of students, it wouldn't be of much use in this situation.

However, most boys have lost that enthusiasm.

Even in their second year of high school, they still insisted on rushing forward the moment the fourth period bell rang.

Class 2 of Grade 11 is an honors class, and since they're already in their final year, there won't be many students who don't pay attention in class.

Even the most late-maturing boys should start to mature by now.

"Alright, get out of class dismissed. Everyone, hurry up and go to the cafeteria for lunch, then go back to the classroom to rest early." Yinling pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses, not rushing out of the classroom, but watching the students leave in groups first.

The first and second-year high school students had not yet finished their classes, so the only sounds in the corridor were the conversations and footsteps of the third-year students.

Of course, there were also some who were noisy, as if the fast pace of the class had not exhausted their energy.

The only saving grace is that the lunch break wasn't shortened, so everyone can still rest without worry.

There probably aren't many people who want to exercise on the playground anymore. Most people, especially girls, probably just want to lie on their desks and take a nap.

Li Wanyan, who was walking next to Mo Xueyao, covered her mouth and yawned. Mo Xueyao followed suit as if she had caught his yawn.

Then Hua Yinyin, Wang Jiale, and Mo Zhuyou all opened their mouths wide, their eyes filled with tears.

Yawning really is contagious.

Zhou Yong mingled with the group of girls. It wasn't that he wanted to come in; rather, he came out with Mo Xueyao after class.

The girls habitually surrounded Mo Xueyao, which also blocked Zhou Yong in the process.

Gao Yuan stood in front, looking up at him and winking, making his face turn as red as if it were burning.

"Cough!"

"Ugh, how did Zhou Yong get in here?" Wang Jiale asked with a look of disgust.

"Oh...excuse me...?"

"Too lazy to offer, why don't we just walk down together?" Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes. "With so many girls surrounding you, you're still complaining?"

"Cough cough!!"

"Zhou Yong! Zhou Yong!" Mo Zhuyou winked mischievously. "Out of all these girls, who would you choose if you had to pick one you like?"

Zhou Yong subconsciously glanced at Mo Xueyao's face, but then, as if remembering something, tilted his head to look at the wall, as if another person's face was reflected in his mind: "How would I know..."

"Wow—you really want to choose? Eek!"

"Zhou Yong seems quite confident in himself," Hua Yinyin chimed in, adding insult to injury to Mo Zhuyou's words.

"Yeah, so you actually want to choose one?" Wang Jiale snorted.

Mo Xueyao grabbed Hua Yinyin next to her: "If Zhou Yong has to choose, I strongly recommend Yinyin. She's definitely the perfect little vixen for home and travel. She won't stop until she's drained you dry!"

Hua Yinyin stared wide-eyed and pounced on her: "Then let's drain Xiao Yaoyao dry today!"