A Young Woman's Heart

In fact, in winter, eating the food discarded by tourists is probably enough to solve the problem of food and clothing.

“My home is just ahead.” Zuo Ziya suddenly stopped, stood in the bright moonlight, and smiled at Huang Zhengyang under the shade of the tree: “I’m leaving.”

"Ok."

See you next time.

See you next time.

Watching her departing figure, Huang Zhengyang subconsciously took a few steps forward and stepped into the beam of moonlight.

Instead, she gradually left the moonlight's embrace and slowly disappeared into the darkness.

……

(three)

"Zhou Yong".

"Hmm? What's wrong, Chan-ge?"

"Remember to bring a change of clothes next time you come."

"what?!"

"Boom."

The door slammed shut.

Just before the door closed, Zhou Yong seemed to feel a scorching heat emanating from her body.

It's like having a fever.

……

Chapter 43 Who are you?

In the early morning at school, a beam of exceptionally bright sunlight shone into the classroom.

However, it didn't feel hot; the wind still carried the coolness unique to autumn.

Li Wanyan was checking her National Day homework. After confirming that she had brought it all, she placed it on the left side of her desk.

There was quite a lot of homework for National Day: a huge stack of test papers, a pile of exercise books, and some notebooks for copying.

Mo Xueyao took them out one by one, and suddenly found a tin box of cookies in her schoolbag.

It's about the same size as a pencil case, but it's square. I don't know how long it's been in my backpack, but the lid is slightly bent and deformed.

She brushed off the debris, shook the box vigorously, and heard a clanging sound coming from inside.

It rustled, like it was filled with a bunch of paper scraps.

"Uh—uh—!" Mo Xueyao forcefully pried open the deformed and tightly stuck lid, and her whole body leaned back due to the huge inertia.

Several pieces of paper fell out of the box.

She bent down, picked them up, and threw them back into the box.

"Ah, I remember what this is now." Mo Xueyao grabbed the piece of paper in the box with some surprise, then turned around excitedly and shouted to Li Wanyan, "I almost forgot! Didn't we agree to write down a bunch of wishes, and then each month we'd open one?"

"Hmm." Li Wanyan nodded lightly, her expression very calm. Obviously, she hadn't forgotten like Mo Xueyao. She probably planned to hold it at the end of the month.

However, it seems that the two of them agreed to open it on the first day of each month?

"Should Wanyan carry it with her?"

"In a hidden compartment in my backpack."

"Well, perfect, let's swap. I'll just grab one randomly..." It's like finding money you've hidden away. Even though it all belongs to you, there's an indescribable sense of surprise. If it were any longer, it might feel like discovering a treasure. "Wow, time flies. It felt so hard to get through, but I didn't expect a month to pass so quickly."

“Time only feels fast when it has passed.” Li Wanyan’s voice was leisurely, like the autumn wind blowing the fallen leaves on the ground. She took her schoolbag out of the drawer and easily pulled out a note with the word “October” written on it from the clean and tidy schoolbag.

Mo Xueyao quickly unfolded the sheet in her hand, on which were written neatly in large characters: "Hmm... I hope I won't get fat during my three years of high school... uh..."

"I care about it a lot."

"No!" Mo Xueyao hurriedly denied. "It's just that there are fewer physical education classes in the senior year, so I hope to be healthy. Well, being healthy means not getting fat."

Even if Yao Yao gained ten pounds, she wouldn't be considered fat.

"Oh, Wanyan, please have mercy on me! I was chubby when I was in kindergarten, and I only started to lose weight slowly when I started elementary school. Once you're chubby, it's not that easy to lose weight!"

Li Wanyan didn't read it aloud, but instead handed her note to Mo Xueyao: "Read it yourself."

"Hmm, let me see, let me see!" Mo Xueyao curiously took the note, muttering as she opened it, "Wanyan's wish is probably something like wanting to improve her studies, or for someone else to be healthy, right?"

Although they are all beautiful wishes, it always feels like something is missing.

To be honest, it's probably as overly official as the CCTV Evening News?

"My wish for October, um, colon, is that Yaoyao won't pull the covers off when she sleeps anymore." Mo Xueyao coughed twice. "Is this really Wanyan's wish?"

"Ah."

Do I often lift the covers at night?

"Not only does she pull the covers off, but she also likes to lie under herself, and no matter how hard you pull her out, you can't get her out." Li Wanyan 'ruthlessly' exposed her.

"Ah... I always thought I covered it up pretty well..."

"I got up in the middle of the night to rebuild it."

"Well, I'll... do my best to make that wish come true!"

As they were talking, a loud bang came from outside the classroom. A boy stumbled into the classroom, followed by Liu Xiaowei's shout.

"Damn it, don't run away, let me see!"

"Your mother, get out, get out—"

The boy with the backpack ran breathlessly to the desk diagonally behind Mo Xueyao, and almost collapsed on it.

Liu Xiaowei's footsteps quickly approached, and then he suddenly grabbed his shoulder and pulled him up.

"Damn, you're something else!"

Amid the swaying, Mo Xueyao felt that the boy in front of her looked somewhat familiar, but her brain seemed to short-circuit, and she couldn't remember who he was.

"Holy crap, Gao Yuan, how come you've lost so much weight? What did you do? Did you go to Mexico to meet drug dealers?"

"Huh?" Mo Xueyao opened her mouth wide in exaggerated surprise. "Liu Xiaowei, say it again, who is he?"

"Gao Yuan!"

"Gao Yuan?"

They finally stopped, and Mo Xueyao was finally able to see his face clearly.

His face had thinned a little, but not dramatically; it still retained its previous roundness. However, his body seemed to have lost a lot of weight all at once, and the school uniform that he used to fill out was now visibly loose.

“It’s me…” Gao Yuan nodded helplessly.

"Why have you lost so much weight all of a sudden? Are you sick?"

"No... I just lost ten pounds."

"Ten pounds isn't enough? Ten pounds in a week? How did you do that?"

"I signed up for a wilderness training camp, and it almost killed me..."

"Hurry up, Gao Yuan, show them that!"

"Okay, okay, don't touch me, okay? I'll do it myself—" Gao Yuan said, lifting up her clothes. Her stomach skin was wrinkled and looked a bit loose. "Look, I lost weight too fast, my skin didn't even have time to shrink back."

“Oh dear—like an eighty-year-old woman.”

Gao Yuan rolled her eyes and remained silent for a moment.

"Pfft, why are you suddenly dieting?"

"How was I supposed to know I needed to lose weight? I just joined a wilderness training camp, and I thought it would be like a picnic... I didn't expect it to be full of devilish instructors..."

"Are you alright? Such sudden high-intensity exercise can be very harmful to your health."

"It's okay. I couldn't straighten my back when I came back yesterday, but I feel much better today. I feel exceptionally refreshed!" As if to prove herself, Gao Yuan even ran directly from her desk to the podium, and then from the podium to the back of the classroom, as fast as the wind.

Normally, he's the kind of person who gets tired even after running just a few steps.

"That's good. If you keep it up, you can really lose weight."

"Hehe, I was pretty handsome when I lost weight, right?" Gao Yuan raised his eyebrows smugly.

Although he lost ten pounds, he just looked more energetic. As for being handsome... well, that's still a long way off.

"You're getting all worked up over a couple of compliments? Let's talk again when you're down to 100 pounds, or when you're taller."

"I think it would be easier to grow taller..."

"That depends on how tall you are!" Liu Xiaowei teased. "I think it's good if you don't get any shorter."

"Holy crap, it even has a bone-shrinking ability, right?"

"hey-hey--"

The two of them started running and playing around again, energetically moving about in the classroom, their laughter echoing throughout the entire teaching building.

The quiet school in the early morning is filled with life because of their voices.

Hmm... I'd say it's the kind of vitality that's full of life.

On the first day, there were a lot of students who hadn't finished their homework.

Although in the senior year of high school, everyone tries to do their homework as much as possible, there will always be situations where they can't finish it.

Sometimes I get a headache from writing and can't concentrate at all; other times I get distracted and do other things, and when I come back to my senses, I find that there's not enough time.

This is normal, after all, there are indeed differences between people, and not everyone is suited to learning.

Mo Xueyao's notebooks were the most popular; many people would rush over to borrow hers to copy first.

Regardless of whether the homework was written by myself or not, I have to finish it first.

Especially with math teacher's homework, if you don't finish it, it's not just a matter of standing in class as punishment. You might get extra homework, and if you don't finish the extra homework, you get even more. If it drags on for too long, it's like being lent money at exorbitant interest rates.