A Young Woman's Heart

"No problem, we'll definitely give the children a surprise."

"That's good."

……

(three)

Kongqing Children's Welfare Home has a dedicated changing room and dressing room because there are always a few free performances by people from all walks of life here every year.

Tian Tingchan sat in the spacious dressing room, with several teachers who taught children there busy behind her, and another teacher who was in charge of makeup at the school applying makeup to her face.

This was a very exquisite makeup look, making her look as beautiful as an elf.

Her hair was styled in a bun and covered with a hairnet. A pretty light green wig was placed to the side, and a small table next to it was filled with many pieces of jewelry that exuded a spring-like feel.

Some resembled a twig with newly sprouted leaves; others looked like newly blooming flowers; and still others resembled butterflies about to take flight...

The makeup artist applied eyeshadow to Tian Tingchan's eyelids and lightly sprinkled some reflective powder. She blinked at herself in the mirror and felt a tingling, electric shock-like sensation.

Beneath her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, a beauty mark was dotted with a black makeup brush, and below the beauty mark, several small five-pointed star plastic pieces were attached.

—Because they are so small, you even have to use tweezers to hold them on to attach them.

This made-up face was so exquisite, like a flawless piece of jade, that Tian Tingchan even had the illusion that it wasn't her anymore.

Like a butterfly emerging from its chrysalis, she is completely different from her former self when she was an insect—although she doesn't look bad even without makeup.

The makeup session lasted a full two hours, and she felt like her body was about to stiffen from sitting for so long.

"Alright, now you can put the wig on..."

Tian Tingchan nodded with a sigh of relief.

A light green wig isn't suitable for everyone.

But if worn properly, it will definitely be more stunning than most colors.

Moreover, colors like red or purple have a strong impact; their stunning beauty is like a gentle and mild breeze, singing a light song, gently brushing against your face.

The wig is slightly curly, but not so curly as to be overly wavy.

With a simple comb, it can present a lively and light appearance.

Next, attach hair clips that resemble tree branches, butterflies, or flowers to various parts of your hair. Because the colors are well-matched, they look as natural as if they are growing directly from your hair.

She wore a long, gradient green dress with some inconspicuous ornaments that made a crisp sound when she walked.

A teacher knelt down to help her put on a pair of green-to-black gradient boat-shaped low-heeled shoes, and looked up with a hint of expectation, saying, "Come on, Miss Tian, ​​try standing up and walking a few steps?"

"it is good……"

Tian Tingchan stood up unsteadily, not daring to take too big a step, for fear of ruining her makeup or tearing her clothes.

She placed her hands together on her lower abdomen, took two light steps, and the accessories on her clothes jingled.

The sound of low-heeled shoes was just right, like the leisurely tapping of a ballpoint pen.

"It seems like something's still missing?"

"what?"

"Oh right, put those on."

"right--"

The teachers exchanged glances, then took out bracelets and anklets from the drawers and hurriedly put them on her.

The bracelet comes with a ring; the ring is slipped onto the finger, and then the bracelet is tied to the hand, making it look more like a bracelet-shaped glove.

The bracelet is on her right hand, while the simple anklet, consisting of just a green rubber band, is on her left foot.

They originally wanted to put a flower wreath on her again, but then they felt that would be too cumbersome, so they put it back.

Tian Tingchan took a few more steps in the dressing room. In the full-length mirrors on the surrounding walls, she saw her elfin figure.

"great."

"Very good, it's the ideal state."

"It's really hard to find a girl who is both tall and has a refined appearance."

The teachers clapped happily, while Tian Tingchan stared at herself in the mirror, unable to look away.

"Pfft, isn't she too beautiful? Even you're attracted to her?" the younger teacher asked with a smile.

"Mmm...so beautiful."

"Yes, it's beautiful. It's the result of everyone's hard work."

"Um……"

"Now, the spirits of spring, the messengers of spring, should go out and see the children!"

"Let's go." Tian Tingchan reluctantly withdrew her gaze and followed the teachers out of the changing room, which now seemed rather cramped for her.

……

(four)

Although it wasn't a sunny day, the cicadas, like spring maidens, seemed to bring bright sunshine and verdant spring wherever they went.

Her job today is to play the role of a messenger of spring.

Give the younger children a surprise.

After all, in the picture books that these kindergarten children read, each season is brought by a messenger.

Perhaps if a 'real' messenger appeared before them, they would better understand when spring truly arrives.

This will leave a deep mark on their long lives, and perhaps many years later, when they look back, they will still feel a sense of gentleness and warmth.

"The teachers at Kongqing Welfare Home are all very gentle," Tian Tingchan said with a slight smile as she walked towards the school building for the younger children.

"Yes, it's to leave the children with a beautiful something to look forward to."

The older teachers put it more profoundly: "In the journey of growth, in the journey of life, who hasn't encountered low points? If they can think of a beautiful messenger of spring, a wonderful spring waiting for them during their low points and despair, and thus be able to bravely walk through that journey, that would be the best thing."

"Like this..." Tian Tingchan even felt a little envious of these children.

After all, I hardly saw anything beautiful or hopeful during my childhood.

As a result, many things lost in childhood need to be made up for in adulthood.

……

(Fives)

The children at the children's welfare home's kindergarten were supposed to be in class today—but it was really just a bunch of kids playing with toys together, and every classroom was as noisy as a market.

When Tingchan stepped into the first classroom that day, the classroom fell silent instantly. The children held their breath and stared wide-eyed at the girl who was so beautiful that she seemed to belong to another world.

"Children, spring has arrived! Do you remember the messenger of spring, the spring maiden, the spring girl we often saw in books? Today she has come with the spring breeze. We told her that the children wanted to see her, so we invited her over."

"Wow--!!"

Then, the quiet classroom suddenly erupted into a deafening roar, and the children swarmed forward. Some of the bolder ones even tried to touch Tian Tingchan's clothes.

"Quiet down, everyone. Don't get so excited. If you scare the messenger of spring, she won't come next year, and you won't be able to see her again. So, quiet down, line up. Boys and girls, line up in four rows. Come on, everyone, listen to me."

The mischievous children immediately withdrew their hands, only looking up at her expectantly or curiously examining her from head to toe.

"The messenger of spring, how beautiful!"

"Hey, messenger of spring, does she have a name?"

"No, the messenger of spring is just the messenger of spring."

"Then, can she talk?"

The children's questions made Tian Tingchan smile and look at the teacher beside her.

"The messenger of spring can speak, but you can't understand her language."

"So, how did the teacher communicate with her?"

"We communicate through songs."

"Wow, the messenger of spring can sing! Can you sing one?"

"But the messenger of spring is going to meet other children later. If you want to hear her sing, how about we go to the playground this afternoon to listen to her sing?"

"it is good--"

The children cheered with joy.

Several children even hugged each other and jumped up and down on the spot, shouting, "This is the most wonderful day of my life!"

"Oh, oh, oh! Messenger of spring!"

"so beautiful!"

"Big sister of spring, can you give me a hug?"

Tian Tingchan looked at the little girl beside her, smiled gently, and opened her arms.

It feels good to be needed.

It's good to be a messenger of spring.

……

Chapter 172 Song of Spring

(One)

The children's enthusiasm far exceeded Tian Tingchan's expectations.

They truly believed it was a messenger of spring.

They asked questions enthusiastically:

"Big sister in spring, what material are your clothes made of?"

"It's flowers and green grass, and a gentle breeze," the teacher replied with a smile.