A Young Woman's Heart

The facilities there have been removed, probably because all the other competitions except for running have ended.

But it doesn't seem like there's a running race taking place on the track.

Is it just to make up time, so they're letting the students have some free time?

Although the entire two days of the sports meet were actually free time.

But there is definitely a difference between having a competition and not having one.

Just like the difference between whether there are homework books and pens in front of you when your parents open the door to your room.

……

(three)

A few sparse white clouds drifted casually across the clear, cool sky.

Birds flying further south flew in formation in the air, their movements perfectly synchronized.

"Achoo!" The cold air blowing in her face made Mo Xueyao feel that it wouldn't be surprising if snowflakes were falling right now.

Huang Yuxi walked up the steps quickly and happily, heading towards her class's seat.

He held in his hands all the certificates that Class Two had won at this sports meet. Although he hadn't won them, he seemed eager to show them off.

Li Hongran walked slowly behind him, holding several trophies in her hands.

Trophies are usually awarded for larger events. For more niche events, such as the 50-meter sprint, you only get a certificate. Long-distance running, on the other hand, usually comes with a trophy.

"Ugh—!" Suddenly, Huang Yuxi slipped and his body lurched forward uncontrollably. In his panic, he tried to grab something, but only managed to grab a slightly slippery handrail. At least it slowed his fall a little, allowing him to turn around with difficulty.

Just as he was about to complete his 'self-rescue,' his body could no longer maintain its balance. If he were a little stronger, he could have held on tightly to the handrail, but now...

"pat-"

Ye Wen's small trash can was overturned, and all sorts of snack plastic bags bounced onto him. But that wasn't the worst part, because his foot also kicked a large part of a bottle of mineral water.

Just as it was about to hit him, Li Hongran finally reached out and grabbed the bucket. It was mainly because he wasted a little time throwing the trophy in his hand into the arms of An Ruosu, who was sitting to the side.

Although she managed to grab the bucket, some water still leaked out uncontrollably, soaking half of Huang Yuxi's clothes.

In addition, after sliding down the steps a few times with a 'bang bang', the wet clothes got even more dusty.

If it were potato chips or other snacks, it wouldn't be so bad, but this one also contained spicy strips, and the red chili oil splattered all over him.

These cheap snacks are very popular among students, so their packaging bags are the most common items found in trash cans.

"Are you alright..." Li Hongran reached out and pulled him up. Although he didn't look alright at all, he couldn't help but ask.

"My butt hurts..." Huang Yuxi stared blankly for a good half minute before suddenly looking pitiful with tears in her eyes and muttering softly.

"Is it here?" Li Hongran nervously touched his tailbone.

"Hey—Li Hongran, you're taking advantage of Xiaoxi!" Hua Yinyin shouted exaggeratedly.

"...I was just checking if he had a tailbone injury—don't talk nonsense if you don't know."

"It doesn't hurt, it's my butt that hurts," Huang Yuxi said, rubbing her bottom and glancing at her clothes.

This is to the point where I absolutely have to go home and change it.

But no one knows when the school sports meet will end, even though all the events have already been completed...

"What happened?" Ye Wen, who had been chatting and eating sunflower seeds, rushed over. "It's all wet and dirty now. This won't do. You'll catch a cold. It's so cold outside."

"It's not dirty inside..."

“But it’ll be cold even in short sleeves.” As Ye Wen said this, Mo Xueyao couldn’t help but glance at Mr. Xue, who was running on the court.

He was wearing shorts...

And he was still steaming from his body.

"Does anyone have a change of clothes?" Ye Wen started asking the whole class. It seemed that if she couldn't find any, she would try to borrow some from other classes.

"My sister has it!" Mo Zhuyou shouted from the back of the chair.

"Yes, I have some here." Mo Xiaoxiao opened her schoolbag. There were no snacks inside, but she had a full set of clothes, including even thermal leggings.

Mo Xueyao felt a sense of déjà vu about this scene.

Is Huang Yuxi going to have to wear girls' clothes again...?

Last time it was Wang Jiale's, this time it's Mo Xiaoxiao's.

Seriously, Mo Xiaoxiao is so well prepared. It doesn't seem like she's here to participate in a sports meet; it's more like she's on a trip—the kind where she's going to stay out for a few nights.

Huang Yuxi offered no resistance whatsoever.

No, it's more accurate to say he had absolutely no opinions of his own. He was completely led by the nose by Ye Wen, his little face filled with confusion and helplessness. Then he was taken to the nearest small private room, where he could change clothes without worrying about being seen by others.

But—you can see very clearly out through the glass inside, is that really okay?

Just thinking about it fills me with shame...

……

Chapter 53 Temporary Projects

Although it was noon, the lack of sunshine made it so cold that I wanted to crawl into bed and take a nap.

Mo Xueyao finally couldn't resist and dragged Li Wanyan into a VIP room that wasn't the most luxurious.

Even if it doesn't keep you warm, at least it can block the wind.

The key point is that there are comfortable sofas to lie on, but Yukong High School doesn't allow students to go in. If the teachers find out, they will all be dragged out.

So she chose the most remote spot, where even the athletes' march seemed to be much quieter.

"I already feel cold now, what will I do in winter?"

Mo Xueyao sank into the sofa: "I don't think it will get too cold in winter, it'll be about this cold, it's only in the teens now, besides, I'm just worried you'll be cold!"

Li Wanyan gently covered her mouth with her hand, about to say something, when the door to the private room was suddenly opened.

Huang Yuxi peeked inside cautiously, then hurriedly tried to back out.

"Hey, Xiaoxi, what brings you here? Oh, have you changed your clothes?"

"Hmm..." He nodded slightly, a little embarrassed, and parted his thin lips slightly, "Just a...just a moment..."

"Hey, what's there to be shy about? Nobody will recognize you. At most, they'll just think you're a short-haired girl."

Huang Yuxi's hair is always below her ears. Many girls have their hair this short for convenience, which is quite common.

Mo Xiaoxiao's clothes were slightly looser than Huang Yuxi's, and the wind blowing in from outside gently lifted his skirt, revealing a section of his smooth thigh.

However, she looks too thin, which makes her less aesthetically pleasing.

These are Mo Xiaoxiao's over-the-knee socks, in a simple gray color.

"Xiao Xi, come in and sit down. Aren't you cold standing at the door? Oh, and close the door behind you." Mo Xueyao lazily patted the sofa next to her. "You can sit here."

Huang Yuxi lowered her slightly flushed face and sat quietly against the wall.

"Wanyan, will school just end soon? It seems like there aren't any events this afternoon. It feels like there are fewer events at this year's school sports meet?"

"The mixed relay and the 10,000-meter race are over." Li Wanyan subtly moved closer to her, her gaze inadvertently sweeping over Huang Yuxi, who was sitting on her other side.

"There really are no projects left, and nowhere to get hot water..." Mo Xueyao curled up her legs. "I might as well just sleep here and not sleep at all tonight!"

"What do you want to do if you don't sleep?"

"Do your homework!" Mo Xueyao seems to have a particular fondness for doing her homework late at night, and sometimes she even stays up all night doing it.

Perhaps it's because the city is quiet enough at night, without all the noise and disturbances, that she can finally find peace.

Actually, she's not the kind of person who can't do things in noisy environments, but it's like a beverage—she doesn't necessarily have to drink it every day, but she'll want to have a taste whenever she has the chance.

— In this day and age, beverages are still considered a 'luxury' for ordinary people, and they only buy a bottle when they go out for fun.

If someone were like Mo Xueyao's mother, they probably wouldn't buy a drink outside even if their throat was parched.

As for bottled water, it was even less cost-effective for her. At least she couldn't make her own beverages, but bottled water was something she could get by simply boiling water.

My mother would always use the price of a ton of water to calculate just how expensive bottled water really is.

And they would remark something like, "There are still so many rich people."

Under a pale white sky, the music of the athletes' march suddenly faded, and then the vice principal's voice could be heard.

"Welcome to our school's sports meet, leaders from the Education Bureau. Although the sports meet is basically over, there is still one major event to be held. To showcase the athletic prowess of our students, please give it your all..."

From afar, Mo Xue saw a group of leaders in suits slowly walking into the stadium's venue, led by Mo Kong.

The dean of students was actively communicating with them, and the vice principal on the stage immediately beamed with a smile when he saw them.

Mo Kong, on the other hand, simply walked on quietly, without even glancing back.

"Tsk, the troublesome guys are here." Mo Xueyao clicked her tongue, thinking that the principal might feel the same way she did.

"This must be the project arranged by the vice principal."

"What kind of competition will it be?" Mo Xueyao rested her chin on her hand, looking out the window at the podium. "I have a feeling he's not the kind of person who'll give up easily. I hope he doesn't come up with something even more terrifying than the 10,000-meter race."

After a knock on the door, before Mo Xueyao could speak, it was pushed open with a 'whoosh'. "All students in Class Two, gather up! Xiao Xi too, everyone come and line up, we're going to take attendance!"

The speaker was none other than Ye Wen.

"Damn, I haven't even had a chance to sit down properly..." Mo Xueyao reluctantly left the warm room, the chilly autumn wind making her shiver.

At this moment, Teacher Qiu Yi, who was standing next to me and sneezing several times, seemed very appropriate.

The students lined up in the aisles on both sides, and the classes that couldn't fit in line went to the playground.

"Mo Xueyao?"

"To!"

"Tang Sishi".

"arrive……"

After taking attendance, Ye Wen finally cleared her throat: "Each class will select four teams to participate. It's a relay race where the boys carry the girls on their backs, each running 100 meters. It's a cooperative competition that the education bureau leaders want to watch. The competition will start one grade at a time, and the first one will be our senior year. It's about to begin. The specific details of this event were decided on the spot, so I'm asking now—are there any students who would like to sign up?"