A Young Woman's Heart

You can spend the whole morning and afternoon here.

"Students who didn't bring lunch or snacks, or who are hungry and have nothing to eat, come and sign up here! It's a two-yuan meal per person. If you want to order, hurry up and come here now, otherwise don't come looking for me if there's no food left when it's delivered!" Ye Wen walked around the temple several times with a loudspeaker. Because all the students had scattered to different places, they couldn't all gather together for a while. "Wanyan, Xiaoyao, you guys help to inform the other students who don't know. Anyone who wants to eat, come and sign up here. You can wait another half hour at most."

"Roger that!" Mo Xueyao immediately raised her hand. "I just saw a few boys run over there. I'll go ask them!"

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Mo Xueyao didn't say that the boys had gone to smoke.

Well... after all, I was a boy once too, so I can understand this kind of behavior to some extent. Even if I don't like the smell of cigarettes, at least I wouldn't betray my classmates.

This can be considered a manifestation of a man's loyalty, right?

—Even if they confess, Ye Wen won't do anything to them…

Unlike other homeroom teachers, Ye Wen has never investigated boys smoking since the first year of high school.

Every time I saw those guys passing by with their shifty eyes, I would just smile knowingly and not call them out.

Moreover, it's not just students with poor grades who smoke; some good students also smoke.

Perhaps it's to keep you alert.

After all, it's inevitable to feel sleepy after a long day of studying.

"How will you deliver it? Will you send someone to carry it up?"

"Little Yaoyao—" Hua Yinyin cupped Mo Xueyao's little face and gently turned it thirty degrees, "Look what that is!"

"The cable car... what's wrong... oh!"

"Is it because of the snow that your head is frozen too?"

"You're the one who's frozen..." Mo Xueyao glanced at her sideways, "I just didn't think of it for a moment. Speaking of which, if there's a cable car, why didn't you let us ride it in the first place?"

"So many students take the cable car, it must cost a lot, right? Look, each car can only hold a few people."

Li Wanyan gently relaxed her brows and patted a few snowflakes off Mo Xueyao's head: "We climbed up here to experience the hardship of climbing, so that we would appreciate the beauty of the scenery at the top of the mountain."

"...That's true, but if I had to do it all over again, I'd rather take the cable car straight up..." Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes, exhaling puffs of white breath amidst the swirling snow.

The cable car is constantly running and never stops; it only slows down slightly when it reaches a station.

Even if there are no people sitting in the carriage, they will still come up with them.

"Wanyan, I'll go tell those boys... uh, you guys just wait here for me, I'll be right back." Mo Xueyao said, breaking away from the group and quickening her pace as she ran out.

The reason we didn't invite Li Wanyan was because we were afraid she would stop someone from smoking, which would only make things unpleasant for everyone.

She can be quite rigid in her adherence to rules at times.

Well, although it's a good thing, it's easy to lose face.

……

Chapter 119 Cable Car

The cable car at Beigaofeng was built in the 1980s.

Mo Xueyao had only been born a short time then.

The cable car was painted entirely in green, giving it a simple yet rugged industrial style reminiscent of the 1970s and 80s.

The seats inside are benches, which can seat six to eight people depending on their size.

If they are all children, standing is fine.

—But it is clear that high school seniors can no longer be considered 'children'.

At this time, the students from other classes had already gone down the mountain, and only Class 1 and Class 2 gathered in front of the cable car hall.

Students from other classes cast envious glances at them.

On a snowy day like this, going down the mountain is probably no easier than going up.

"Li Hongran, count the number of people!" Although she had been shouting through a loudspeaker, Ye Wen's voice was a little hoarse after most of the day. She cleared her throat and put her hand on Qiu Yi's shoulder beside her, looking somewhat tired. On the middle finger of her right hand was a beautiful ring inlaid with exquisite gemstones.

"Men and women, line up in two rows, and start counting off from the first row!"

"one!"

"two……"

"……nineteen!"

"twenty one."

"Wen, everyone's here!"

"Alright, everyone, split into groups of six. Be quick when you go in, the cable car won't stop, so you have to make sure you get in right on time."

After explaining the precautions, the students from Class 2 followed Class 1 into the cable car hall.

"The students behind you might not have a seat, so I'll wait with you for a bit until the next cable car comes up before we go down."

The staff stood by and were ready when they saw the cable car arrive at the station. They then pushed the students into the cable car one by one. Mo Xueyao was not ready and had already "crashed" in. She staggered a couple of steps before sitting down.

The cushions covering the tin bench were already somewhat damaged, and the dark yellow sponge was showing through.

After leaving the platform, the cable car began to accelerate slowly, and it stabilized in less than half a minute.

Hua Yinyin was definitely with Mo Xueyao.

Li Wanyan is also here.

In addition, there are Wang Jiale, Mo Zhuyou, and Mo Xiaoxiao.

Riding a cable car is much more exciting than riding a Ferris wheel at an amusement park.

It gives you the feeling of sailing a boat in the sky with clouds as your sea.

"Speaking of which, it's amazing that the cable car can still run in such heavy snow." Wang Jiale sat not far from the window, but dared not get too close, as if he would fall off if he got too close.

"Didn't you notice there doesn't seem to be much snow?" Mo Xueyao said, glancing up at the roof of the car. Snowflakes had fallen on it, but they were quickly evaporated.

At most, it's just a layer of fog on the windowpane.

"This cable car even has windows!"

"Such a small window that's so high up, it must just be for ventilation..."

Hua Yinyin, her face full of curiosity, leaned close to the window, looking as if she wanted to stick her head out as far as possible.

"So high!" she exclaimed excitedly. "It feels like flying above the trees!"

"Hey, that's enough already, please don't shake it."

"Don't worry, how could I possibly wander around like that!" Hua Yinyin said without turning her head, practically lying on Mo Xueyao's lap.

After a full minute, she finally managed to utter a voice barely audible, "Little Yaoyao... um... um... can you help me up?"

"What?" Mo Xueyao impatiently lifted her arm, only to find that her arm was soft, like a noodle without bones.

"Cough... I'm a little weak..."

However, she clearly saw that Hua Yinyin's calves were trembling slightly.

What? Pretending to be so bold.

However, Mo Xueyao did not expose her, but instead winked at her mischievously.

Hua Yinyin immediately pulled an Alpenliebe lollipop out of his pocket in an attempt to bribe her.

Yes, it's chocolate flavored.

Mo Xueyao calmly took it, unwrapped the packaging, and took a bite. She immediately frowned at the bitterness.

"Pfft, hehehe, prank successful!"

"What?"

"A bitter lollipop!"

"Flower—Silver—Silver—"

Compared to the lively atmosphere of Mo Xueyao's row, Li Wanyan and the two Mo sisters' row—that is, the ones sitting opposite them—were much quieter, simply admiring the scenery outside the window.

Maybe I'll have a dream of flying in the sky tonight.

"Will it snow on Christmas Day?" Mo Zhuyou asked, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at her older sister.

However, Mo Xueyao replied, "It rarely snows for that long in Hangzhou, right? There are still several days until Christmas."

"Hey, Yaoyao, what are your plans for Christmas?"

"Let's have another get-together! Let's go to Youyou's house!" Wang Jiale excitedly chimed in.

"Ah... I can't. My family is having dinner with my godfather's family for Christmas, and I have to be there too." Mo Xueyao sighed regretfully. "How about we get together again for New Year's Day..."

"Yes, New Year's Day is fine too! It's a holiday that day."

"They won't let us go until after the New Year's Day cultural performance, so it'll be no different from a regular school day..."

"But the next day is still a holiday!"

"That's true."

"and many more--!"

Mo Xueyao, Mo Zhuyou, Wang Jiale, and Hua Yinyin all suddenly looked at the others, then stopped abruptly and asked in unison, "The New Year's Day cultural performance?"

"So, it seems we still don't know what program we're supposed to perform, right? Wen hasn't told us either!"

"Didn't we always give advance notice in previous years?"

"Don't senior high school students need to perform on stage?"

A cold draft seeped in through the crack in the door, causing Mo Xueyao to instinctively bring her legs together: "How could that be? Didn't we always have performances in our senior year of high school?"

"That's true." Wang Jiale paused, then said, "Could it have changed this year?"

"Does Wanyan know?" Hua Yinyin, who was leaning against Mo Xueyao, was licking the bitter lollipop that Mo Xueyao had just thrown away, and asked Li Wanyan.

Li Wanyan frowned and pondered for a while, then slowly shook her head. Clearly, she was certain that she had not forgotten about the New Year's Day cultural performance.