A Young Woman's Heart

"That should just lead to the farmland on the other side. If you want to go, I can take you there—remember to lie down properly, or you might bump into something."

"Mmm! Mr. Crispy Candy makes me feel very safe!"

Miss Nancy seems to enjoy wandering around, especially in places where there are no roads.

To prevent her clothes from getting damaged, I had to use my head to clear a path.

The hair on its head must be all messed up, right?

……

(four)

"Hey? Mr. Crispy Candy, look over there, what's that sparkling thing?"

"Shards of glass? Or scrap metal?" I know a little about these things; they're all useless stuff anyway, not even as good as rags—at least those can be used to make a nest.

"It's golden."

“It’s gold.” I squinted, though my eyesight isn’t actually that good.

"Let's go take a look!" she exclaimed excitedly.

So I carried her over, and when we got closer, she bent down and picked up the thing.

"What is it?" I tilted my head, feeling that the thing looked somewhat familiar.

"It's a bell, not golden, it just reflects the sunlight."

"A silver bell?" I looked it up and down suspiciously. "Could it be that my Minister of the Interior lost it?"

"Huh? Is this something from Mr. Crispy Candy's friend?"

"To be precise, it should belong to your master."

"Hmm! Should I take it home and put it on the table?"

"No need, I'll take you back first, and then I'll bring it to her directly. Hehe, she'll be so happy that she'll kiss and hug me."

I am quite certain of this.

She's in a bad mood today because she lost this thing, right?

It fell into the bushes; no wonder she couldn't find it.

"Mr. Crispy Candy, let's walk a little further and then go home. I'm afraid they'll find out I'm missing..."

"it is good."

I took her with me and we continued our stroll across the winter wilderness.

……

Chapter 84 Waiting for You in the Rain

The streets in the distance were shrouded in mist, and the light from the streetlights turned into pale yellow halos, appearing dimmer the further away they were, as if they had been swallowed by the night.

There were few students at the entrance of Yukong High School, and the lights in the teaching building were going out one by one.

Only a few rooms in the dormitory building still had their lights on.

The security guard stood under the eaves of the guard booth, symbolically shielding his eyes from the wind: "This rain is finally going to stop soon."

"See you tomorrow, Uncle!" A student ran past the door with his schoolbag on his back, like a light breeze.

"Kid, you've got some energy! Slow down! The roads are slippery in the rain!" The uncle tilted his head, waved his hand vigorously, and his voice carried far.

Someone laughed loudly at him from a distance.

It's getting late, around nine o'clock at night.

In this day and age, many buses stop running by nine o'clock, or there is only one bus left.

If you miss the bus, you'll have to find another way to get home.

Perhaps you'll take a taxi, or perhaps you'll transfer to another bus that hasn't stopped running yet, going back and forth in circles, and you'll have to pray that the journey is quick so you don't miss the bus you need for your transfer.

So students who are leaving the classroom at this time, if they live a little further away, need to hurry to the bus stop.

Zhou Yong was also one of the students who arrived late today.

His math grades had not improved. Compared to other more stable subjects, if he improved in math, he could jump many places in the overall score. So today, his math teacher, Jingdie, called him to her office for one-on-one tutoring.

Although you can't learn much in an hour, at least it sorted out the messy knowledge points and helped Zhou Yong understand the basics.

Although the classes were very serious, Jingdie, the teacher, was surprisingly patient during the one-on-one tutoring sessions. Although she still had a stern face, she didn't get angry and even slowed down her speech so that he could understand.

"Phew..." As he walked out, he took several deep breaths of the air after the rain, which smelled of earth and grass, still thinking about how to apply the mathematical formula he had just learned.

He vaguely sensed someone watching him and instinctively turned his head to look.

She was a girl who was about 1.7 meters tall and had a fairly tall figure. Her long legs were exceptionally well-proportioned, and her chocolate-colored black stockings appeared somewhat transparent under the light.

Above that was a gray cashmere mini skirt.

He wore a slightly oversized but lightweight black leather jacket, which added a touch of dashing coolness to his upper body.

She wore a red scarf with black stitching around her neck, and a few strands of her long, black hair were tucked inside.

Those deep, ancient eyes were also looking at Zhou Yong, and then suddenly blinked gently, like ripples spreading across the surface of water.

He recognized her at a glance.

It's the sound of cicadas in the sky!

She appeared at his school gate once again without saying a word.

Zhou Yong waved his hand forcefully, strode forward, and stepped into the shallow puddles at the school gate, making a "plop plop" sound.

"Oh, what a coincidence!"

"I've been waiting for you." Tian Tingchan shifted her gaze back, and when he got closer, she stopped looking at him.

"Cough... What's wrong?"

"Nothing much, just bored, so I came out for a stroll."

"Didn't we use this excuse last time?"

Tian Tingchan was speechless for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject: "I bought two ice creams to treat you to one, but you never came out, so I ate the second one by myself, which made me eat too much."

"Huh? This is my fault too?"

"of course."

"Brother Chan, your leather jacket looks pretty cool." Zhou Yong followed suit and changed the subject.

"Isn't he handsome?"

"It would be even cooler if another motorcycle came along, just leaning to the side, wow, tsk tsk."

"I didn't expect you to like this kind of thing." Tian Tingchan smiled and poked his forehead hard with her index finger.

Zhou Yong leaned back in perfect cooperation: "It just rained."

"Well, you're lucky, it just stopped."

"That's good."

"Do you still have a bus to take you home?"

"It's okay, the last bus back to my house isn't until 11:30, it's still early!"

Tian Tingchan slowly stood up, gently patting her top and skirt. Seemingly noticing Zhou Yong's gaze lingering around her thighs, she couldn't help but laugh and say, "What, you want to touch me too?"

"I don't want to, I don't want to..." Zhou Yong waved his hand forcefully, as if trying to cover up his embarrassment.

Although he didn't know why the word 'also' was included.

"Why don't you shave your leg hair and try wearing stockings yourself?"

"Ah... never mind..." Zhou Yong had had that kind of experience before.

But it's not good to be tense all day long.

"Let's go."

"what?"

"We're going the same way, so let's take the bus back together."

"Isn't it on the way?"

"We're going about the same way." Tian Tingchan patted his shoulder, but had already walked ahead.

She was wearing a pair of beautiful brown boots, which made a crisp sound as they stepped on the asphalt.

The deep blue sky was as clean as if it had been washed, and even the stars in the sky seemed much closer, as if they might accidentally fall down at any moment.

The bus back home at night was very empty.

The driver, wearing white gloves, was smoking an unlit cigarette. The bus hadn't even come to a complete stop at the bus stop; the doors were open, and the bus was gliding for a short distance.

Upon seeing a man and a woman walking quickly towards him, the driver slammed on the brakes, causing the only construction worker sitting in the back plastic seat to shake violently, his head, wearing a hard hat, to bump hard against the front seat.

The carriage suddenly became bright.

Zhou Yong quickly ran onto the bus and put in the coin containing Tian Tingchan's money along with it.

"I've cast it for you!" Zhou Yong shouted as he turned around.

"Oh." She didn't say thank you, she just nodded slightly.

The two found a seat in the back row. The worker next to them, half asleep, glanced at them and then moved his tired body to the last row.

The lights in the carriage turned off as the train started moving.

The darkness of the night on the street seeped into the car.

Zhou Yong could no longer see the expression on Tian Tingchan's face beside him.

But darkness can also sharpen other senses.

He could clearly smell the fragrance on her body.