A Young Woman's Heart

"Click..."

The key turns.

Three petite girls darted into a classroom that shouldn't have been occupied.

Wu Shanshan is the tallest of the three, but she is actually only 1.6 meters tall.

In other words, even Mo Xueyao is two centimeters taller than her.

Not to mention Jiang Yuruo, who is only 1.55 meters tall, and Yu Shu, who is 1.48 meters tall.

In fact, Yu Shu's mother is not short, about 1.68 meters tall, which would be considered a tall and beautiful woman in this era.

The reason why Yu Shu is not tall is probably related to the fact that she contracted a serious illness at a very young age.

The classroom wasn't very tidy, but it was still clean enough.

The room felt somewhat empty without any musical instruments.

Yu Shu patted the electronic synthesizer on her back and habitually sat down at the desk where everyone often drank tea and ate snacks together.

"Ugh!" Jiang Yuruo also plopped down on her seat.

Sitting in the senior students' band room seemed to fascinate her; her short legs swung gently as she craned her neck to look out the window at the scenery.

"Yu Shu, do you guys usually practice here? Only a few people share one classroom, how luxurious!"

"Hmm... We eat, practice, or drink tea all here."

"Oh, I see the kettle, and the tea set too!"

Jiang Yu didn't participate in the conversation. Instead, he looked around excitedly and even lowered his head to rummage through the drawer.

It was as if there were countless treasures inside, and she found each one particularly interesting.

"Hmm... the drawer is a bit messy... um... they don't really tidy it up..." Yu Shu's face was a little hot. Actually, she used to help tidy it up at first, but later she got lazy and just stuffed everything into the drawer.

"They really have everything!"

"Hmm!" Jiang Yuruo finally found a particularly interesting object and gently placed it on the table.

It was a pencil case shaped like a cow, made of a very special material that felt soft to the touch, almost like skin.

"That's silver..."

"Hua Yinyin?" Wu Shanshan seemed to know the band members quite well.

"Um……"

"The one who was once voted one of the school's most beautiful girls?"

"Um……"

"Speaking of which, Yu Shu, you were also a school beauty."

"Ahem!" Yu Shu lowered her head shyly, her face flushed.

"I'm dragging everyone down, I'm the only one here who isn't the school beauty..." Wu Shanshan pouted, but said it with a smile, she was just joking about herself.

"Huh? Me neither!" Jiang Yuruo felt excluded and stomped her foot angrily.

"But I think Ruoruo can be considered one, she's quite pretty. She participated in the election that time, but there were too many beautiful senior girls in her senior year, so she was eliminated. She was just a few votes short."

"Anyway, I'm not." Jiang Yuruo pouted and pulled out a drumstick that had been broken in two from the drawer.

She didn't ask why she didn't throw it away, because it gave her the answer itself.

The drumstick is painted with beautiful colors, and there are also some on the broken surface, obviously painted after it was broken. There are also a few lines of small characters on it that read "Evidence that Youyou beats the drum with brute force", which turns it from a piece of waste into a small item worth collecting.

Jiang Yu gave a thumbs up, examined them carefully for a while, and then put them back.

Wu Shanshan quickly lost interest in the 'treasures' in the drawer and went to watch the rain by the window.

The raindrops fell on the glass as if they were falling directly on her face.

After a short while, she lost interest in watching the rain and turned back to reading her magazine.

Yu Shu, on the other hand, started practicing musical instruments.

Jiang Yuruo continued digging for treasures, and whenever she found something interesting, she would call Wu Shanshan to come and see it together.

The atmosphere in the classroom was calm and uneventful.

……

(two)

at last.

Wu Shanshan put down the magazine she had finished reading.

"I am bored--!"

She leaned back in her chair, her chubby body showing through her plump flesh, giving her a kind of endearing, simple charm.

Jiang Yu took out a silver kalimba from the drawer, curiously strummed it for a bit, and then suddenly sat up straight.

"Let's play a duet!"

"Eh? I don't know any musical instruments..." Wu Shanshan was like a salted fish that had been drying in the sun for a long time, and she didn't want to move at all.

“Then this one!” She took out another instrument from the drawer—a brightly colored maracas with bells.

This design looks exactly like a toy bought from a baby store.

"What is this?"

"Sand hammer." Jiang Yu shook it vigorously, demonstrating to Wu Shanshan, "Just like this, shake it to the beat."

Wu Shanshan, who had said she couldn't play any musical instruments, was a little discouraged: "Hey—give me something this simple..."

"Didn't you say you couldn't?"

"Cough, um, it's nothing, it's just that I suddenly felt I should learn some musical instruments, otherwise you all know them but I don't..." Wu Shanshan took the maracas and coughed twice. At that moment, she felt as if she had become a primary school student.

"What piece do you want to play?" Yu Shu was quite happy to be able to practice and coordinate with someone. She took out a notebook full of sheet music and wanted Jiang Yu Ruo to choose one.

"Let's just say it's a nursery rhyme! Under the bridge in front of the door, a flock of ducks swam by, that one."

"Huh?"

"Don't you know how? It's very simple, the tune is..."

"I know, I know—" Yu Shu quickly interrupted her, otherwise she would feel like she was being looked down upon. "Then... shall we begin?"

Let's begin!

Jiang Yuruo used that thumb piano, which, although not wide in range, was certainly enough for playing nursery rhymes.

Its exceptionally ethereal tone makes nursery rhymes sound like angelic songs coming from the depths of the forest.

Even though she had seen the silver zither many times, Yu Shu still felt a tingling sensation in her ears every time she heard its sound, as if someone was gently teasing her earlobe with a small cotton swab.

Even my brain trembled slightly.

Wu Shanshan tapped out the rhythm with a maracas, which helped to moderate the excessively loud sound of the thumb piano.

The piece is short, and the performance is somewhat absurd and comical.

After it was over, we did it all over again from the beginning.

Wu Shanshan finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Pfft, it feels just like being in kindergarten..."

"Ruoruo, you're amazing! You learned to play right away..."

"Impressive, right!" Jiang Yu Ruo was anything but modest. She vigorously wiped her nose, mimicking Bruce Lee's habitual gesture.

The moment Yu Shu put down the electronic synthesizer, the pitch-black sky suddenly lit up as if a light had been turned on.

The dark clouds were parted by an unseen hand, and bright, dazzling sunlight streamed into the classroom through the windows.

For a moment, the whole world seemed to turn white. When my eyes adjusted, I realized that it wasn't the midday sun anymore; it was the dim, yellowish glow of the evening sunset.

It bathed the walls in a reddish glow, creating a warm, bonfire-like atmosphere.

The three little girls all turned to look out the window, seemingly captivated by the fiery clouds in the sky.

"It's sunny now."

"Um--"

"Going home?"

"go home!"

……

(three)

The security guard at the gate watched them walk out of the school gate with curiosity, and didn't forget to slurp up a few more mouthfuls of noodles.

The three of them won't be able to take the bus home together today.

We had to part ways at the large intersection next to the school.

The car Yu Shu was waiting for drove up in the distance. She hurriedly waved and shouted "Goodbye!" before running into the station.

"Bye-bye!!" Jiang Yu shouted loudly.

Yu Shu hurriedly jumped onto the nearly empty bus and waved vigorously to the two of them through the door.

"If no one joins your band in my senior year of high school, I'll join!"

"Huh?"

"I might do it too!" Wu Shanshan seemed to be somewhat swayed by Jiang Yuruo's emotions.

The bus slowly started moving, and the other two people seemed to be standing still as they slowly backed away.

Yu Shu opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but suddenly felt at a loss for words.

So she just nodded vigorously, not knowing whether they could actually see it.

……

(four)