A Young Woman's Heart

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(two)

Mo Xueyao breathed a sigh of relief, yawned widely while lying on the table. The vice principal had finally left, and she could finally go back to her seat.

"Mo Xueyao, you're amazing!" Zhou Yong said in a low voice, giving her two thumbs up.

It was clearly not about grades.

"But who knows if we can make it into the top ten next time? After all, the top schools are the best high schools in the province, and they are comparable to those in Shanghai."

"It's okay, I believe in you!"

"Tsk, well, let's give it a try then. I really want to see his reluctant face~"

Mo Xueyao smiled teasingly.

Ye Wen finally stood on the podium. It seemed she couldn't teach this Chinese class, so she simply changed it to a class meeting.

"Don't get too proud of the vice principal's praise just now. Keep up the good work next time." Ye Wen's face was beaming with smiles. "And then, tomorrow is Friday. We won't have classes. Because of our overall good performance, all the senior students can participate in the winter trip. Class 2 and Class 1 will go to another place."

"Why is it different from the other classes?" Gao Yuan's mouth always beat his brain faster.

Ye Wen glanced at him with amusement: "Of course it's because the place we went to was really nice."

"Where are we going?" Wang Jiale, sitting in the first row, asked excitedly. She had also done well in English this time, ranking among the top 25 in the overall English list, which made her quite proud.

Today, she even spoke much louder than usual.

"You'll find out tomorrow, we'll be climbing a mountain!"

"Hey—Awen, can I not go?" Hua Yinyin was the first to raise her hand.

"Forget about climbing the mountain, can we ask for a break?" Gao Yuan also called out.

"No way! You have to stay in the classroom even if you don't want to go, and you still have to do ten tests!" Ye Wen threatened.

"Then let's go..." Gao Yuan immediately gave up.

"Okay, so everyone doesn't need to bring their books tomorrow. The weekend homework will be assigned today, so class representatives, please remind your teachers." Ye Wen said, then proceeded to assign the Chinese homework, "There will be three worksheets later, plus the workbook exercise..."

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(three)

Having just finished the unified exams, the students were somewhat relieved.

Even Mo Xueyao was no exception.

I even got distracted in class, thinking only about seeing the snow.

—I'm afraid the snow will all melt in a little while.

However, the weather forecast was quite accurate this time. The snow showed no signs of stopping, and the snow on the ground was getting thicker and thicker, so classes that had physical education classes had to go to the city stadium.

Of course, many students still chose to run to the playground, leaving a trail of footprints in the snow-covered area.

After finally making it to lunchtime, Mo Xueyao couldn't wait to rush out.

It wasn't that I was in a rush to eat, but rather that I wanted to finish quickly and get to the playground so that there wouldn't be any clean snowflakes left.

Children from the North may not be able to imagine the excitement of Southerners.

Not building a snowman in such a rare heavy snowfall would be a complete waste.

—At least that's what they think.

We should at least leave behind some memories as a memento!

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(four)

Snowflakes fell on Mo Xueyao's knitted hat, and her tall boots proved their advantage, allowing her to walk briskly through the not-too-thick snow.

She snatched a corner of the playground and eagerly reached out to grab a handful of snow.

First, it felt icy cold, then bone-chilling, and then my palms felt hot and spicy, as if they had been smeared with chili oil.

"Snapped!"

As she was building the base of the snowman, a snowball flew at an angle and hit her on the forehead, breaking into several pieces.

"Hua Yinyin—!" She turned her head away, feigning anger, only to see Jiang Yuruo with two beauty marks under her eyes.

The latter was wearing a pure and innocent smile and waving vigorously at her.

"what……"

The latter didn't say anything, but then made another snowball and sent it flying.

"Stop fooling around! We're building a snowman!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuruo did not throw a third snowball. Instead, he quickly walked over and stuffed a large snowball into Mo Xueyao's arms.

She was forced to hold it in both hands, and she stomped her feet because of the cold.

"I'll help too!"

"I plan to make one that's the same size as a real person..."

"No problem!" Jiang Yuruo, a woman of action, immediately got to work, quickly collecting snow...

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Chapter 115 What? Did they have a fight?

As night falls and the city lights begin to twinkle, it becomes the busiest time of day.

Those who are supposed to leave work should leave work, and those who are supposed to leave school should leave school.

After a day of work and study, most people finally get their own free time.

Only at this moment can life truly be called 'life'.

Snowflakes drifted down under the orange-yellow lights, and the snow on the ground was already quite thick. However, on this bustling street, the snow on the ground was pitch black because too many people had stepped on it and too many tires had rolled over it. It was no longer its original pure white color, but had turned into a puddle of semi-frozen sewage.

Li Gutao had just taken a shower, and his hair was still wet. The wind was giving him a headache.

Standing in this bustling street, he was momentarily at a loss as to where to go.

I just wandered around aimlessly for a while, and now I have no idea where I am.

However, this place seems somewhat familiar, as if I've been here before.

Just as Li Gutao was pondering this, someone suddenly patted him hard on the shoulder.

That excited, slightly unfamiliar, crisp yet slightly rustling voice, like a snow pear, rang in my ears.

"Atao!!"

He already had a premonition and quickly turned half his body around.

I almost bumped foreheads with that blue-eyed girl.

"Pfft, haha, you don't need to get so excited, do you?"

She leaned back, and because she had just eaten, her breath smelled of braised pork kidneys.

This immediately made Li Gutao feel a little hungry, as if his stomach was making a 'gurgling' sound.

"You're the one who startled me first, okay?"

"I don't think you're scared at all." Mo Xueyao pouted. "What, came here looking for me?"

"what?"

"Then why are you loitering around my fruit shop?"

"..." Li Gutao was speechless for a moment, and didn't even know how to explain it.

Have you had dinner yet?

Another very ordinary question was asked to Li Gutao, without the slightest bit of pleasantries.

"not yet……"

"Oh!" Mo Xueyao nodded gently. "Then you can eat later. The noodle shop is packed with people right now, it's so crowded."

"Can't I just eat somewhere else...?"

"It's lunchtime right now, everywhere's crowded. Would you dare go to a place where there aren't many people eating?"

Mo Xueyao blinked her jewel-like blue eyes: "How about we go to my family's fruit shop and have some fruit first?"

"Uh, no need, I just want to eat a proper meal..." Li Gutao waved his hand, and then Mo Xueyao pulled out a bunch of random snacks from her skirt as if by magic, from small cookies to small cakes, and so on.

She tentatively placed a finger lightly on his shoulder, then her whole palm on it, and finally her entire arm around his shoulder, appearing incredibly intimate, yet without any sense of a couple.

Li Gutao caught a bunch of snacks, somewhat bewildered, and several bags of them fell into the snow, leaving small dents.

"It snowed today, did you build a snowman? I built a huge snowman at school!" Mo Xueyao gestured exaggeratedly, her tone tinged with regret. "Although I had someone take a picture of it, the photo hasn't been developed yet, so it's unusable. Sigh."

"Xiaoyao, you haven't forgotten that I grew up in Northeast China, have you..."

"Oh? Right, you were probably tired of playing with snow when you were a kid, tsk, but shouldn't you be a little excited to see snow in the South!"

Li Gutao's somewhat downcast mood was lifted up by her.

Many people have changed, but Mo Xueyao has changed the most. However, in his eyes, she is the one who hasn't changed at all.

—Still as optimistic, carefree, simple, and easily satisfied as ever.

He couldn't help but look up at the gloomy, snow-covered sky, and suddenly smiled.

"Damn, after all this time, you still have that lewd smile."

"You fucking...no way!"

Li Gutao immediately denied it.

Mo Xueyao bent down, picked up the bags of snacks that had fallen into the snow, and stuffed them back into the pocket of her skirt.

She walked forward on her own, and when Li Gutao came to his senses, he found that they were already standing in front of a shop with bright floor-to-ceiling windows.