A Young Woman's Heart

"Okay, goodbye Miss Tian Tingchan, see you next time."

"Goodbye, Chan'er~" the young teacher said goodbye to her, only saying one character of her name, with a playful rolled "r" in his tone.

……

(six)

Inside Zuo Ziya's car, Nianlu, wearing black gloves, waited quietly.

Zuo Ziya herself leaned back slightly in the back seat and closed her eyes to rest.

"Finished with work?" When Tingchan crawled into the carriage that day, she slightly opened one eye and asked with a smile.

"Ah."

"How about it?"

"It feels good to be a messenger of spring."

"You seem happy? But you must be a little tired?"

"A little."

"Want to come to my house for dinner today?"

“…No need.” Tian Tingchan seemed somewhat resistant.

"Hmm, that's true. Eating there might feel a bit oppressive. How about we go to a restaurant?"

"No need, Sister Ziya."

"Then let's skip the fancy restaurants and go to a small eatery. How about Pian'erchuan?"

"okay."

"Okay, Nianlu, let's drive to Pian'erchuan for noodles. Phew, it's been a long time since I've had any. After the car ride, I really can't eat anything big or meaty. A bowl of hot noodles would be just right."

"Where's Sister Ziya? What's she busy with?"

"I went to see the messenger of spring."

"……Um?"

Zuo Ziya blinked mysteriously, revealing a rare hint of playfulness.

She took the digital camera out of her bag and opened the digital photo album in front of Tian Tingchan.

It contains photos she took of the 'messengers of spring'.

"!"

"How about it, the messenger of spring, isn't it beautiful?"

"How could this be..."

"I've been planning this for a while now. It would be such a waste not to take a picture after getting such a beautiful makeup look."

"But why didn't I..."

"Of course, it's hiding in a blind spot where you can't see it."

Zuo Ziya pressed the switch and lowered the window a little, letting the sun-warmed breeze caress her face.

She smiled faintly and said, "By the way, I also sponsored this event."

……

Chapter 173 The Visit

(One)

Four o'clock in the morning.

The sky over Hangzhou was still pitch black.

Mo Xueyao, who had gone to bed at five o'clock yesterday afternoon, suddenly opened her eyes, as awake as if she had already washed her face with cold water.

Perhaps because the start of school is approaching, her biological clock is unconsciously adjusting.

Li Wanyan, who was sleeping soundly beside him, was gently biting one of her fingers, just like a baby who hadn't grown up yet.

Mo Xueyao quietly stepped over her body and tiptoed out of bed.

To be honest, when she first woke up, she hadn't figured out what she should do that day.

But after washing up, when she saw the endless black sky outside the window, she decided to embark on an adventure before dawn.

This made her feel excited, and even the soles of her feet felt hot.

"Let's just go to Xiaoxiao's house... but I don't know if there are any buses this early. Hmm... how about riding a bicycle? Let me think... what's the closest way to get there..."

Going to the home of the two Mo sisters in the suburbs was probably the furthest adventure she could imagine.

"Sutang, come on an adventure with me?" Mo Xueyao picked up Sutang, who was still asleep. This cat's sleep schedule was almost the same as a human's.

"Meow..." Su Tang half-opened her eyes sleepily, but closed them again after seeing that it was Mo Xueyao. Her neck drooped to the side as if it could not support her head, looking like she was at Mo Xueyao's mercy.

"Silly cat." Mo Xueyao pinched its chubby cheeks. "You can sit in the basket later. Hmm, I'll give you a piece of rag to keep you warm..."

When people are in a good mood, they are always full of energy and drive.

So, before dawn, Mo Xueyao took her phone, keys, wallet, herself, and her cat, and quietly left the house.

……

(two)

Unsteadily, Mo Xueyao mounted her bicycle and crashed headfirst into the black fog.

The city's streetlights were still on, and there was hardly anyone on the streets.

But a delicious aroma wafted through the air; it was from a breakfast shop that had already opened.

The shop owners are busy preparing for the bustling business that will arrive in the morning.

Mo Xueyao stopped at a breakfast shop that specializes in selling tofu pudding and looked at the owner, who was sweating profusely: "Boss? Do you have tofu pudding now?"

"Yes, yes, do you want it salty or sweet?"

"Hmm... in the morning, it should be sweet, right?"

"Okay, shall we pack it up?"

"Okay, pack it up."

Just like soy milk, tofu pudding was packaged in a long, rectangular plastic bag, which was then wrapped in another layer to prevent it from breaking.

After all, this plastic bag is really thin.

Almost every breakfast shop only makes one or two things. For example, a shop that makes soy milk might also make tofu pudding, but it won't make sesame seed cakes or fried dough sticks.

For example, a vendor who makes sesame seed cakes and fried dough sticks might sell sweetened milk on the side, but they wouldn't sell soy milk or tofu pudding...

Each store has its own unique characteristics, and each store is indispensable.

After buying tofu pudding at this shop, Mo Xueyao went to a breakfast shop a few steps ahead and bought a large box of chives and vermicelli.

Deep-fried, shaped like dumplings.

A five-cent coin was three cents bigger than her face.

You have to eat this while it's hot; it'll get tough and chewy when it gets cold.

Mo Xueyao put the tofu pudding in the basket, then rode her bicycle with one hand and held the large leek pancake in the other, eating it leisurely.

The wind blowing in my face wasn't so cold anymore, even though it was the middle of the night.

Su Tang yawned in the basket, hugging the tofu pudding in the thick bag for warmth, and slept soundly.

……

(three)

The most wonderful thing about cycling in the early morning is watching the sky gradually light up.

First, it resembled the aurora borealis, with a purple halo appearing, turning the entire sky from pitch black to deep blue. Then, the purple light slowly faded, and the sky gradually lightened in color.

The newly risen sun emitted a tender yellow light, slowly peeking out from below the horizon.

The roads leading to the suburbs were mostly farmland, so her view was hardly obstructed along the way.

"It was definitely the right choice to ride my bike out this morning..." Mo Xueyao felt warm all over and couldn't help but hum a gentle song.

Su Tang finally woke up—after Mo Xueyao had finished drinking the tofu pudding.

It lay on the edge of the basket, its head fur swaying like wild grass in the wind, its cat eyes wide open, and its ears twitching from time to time.

The most enjoyable part is going downhill.

Mo Xueyao no longer needed to pedal, but could enjoy the rest after struggling uphill. The bicycle transformed into an electric bike, allowing the wind to caress her cheeks.

She raised her hand to check the time; it was almost seven o'clock.

The sky brightened completely, and it was clear that today would be a sunny and bright day.

This year's Spring Festival had very few sunny days, making each clear day quite precious.

This is the entrance to the village. Walk along this path all the way to the very end, and you will reach the home of the two Mo sisters.

Mo Xueyao could already imagine their surprise and joy at that moment.

It's a holiday, and it's so early, they're probably still sleeping.

Not necessarily. As the older sister, Mo Xiaoxiao has probably already gotten up and started getting busy...

"Ah—Yang Yankai?" Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure.

That was Yang Yankai, walking alone from a distance with his schoolbag on his back. He looked like he had just gotten off the bus.

Because in the direction he came from, there was a large bus terminal, which also served short-distance outbound buses.

"Huh?" Yang Yan scratched his dark cheek, his gaze falling on Mo Xueyao before hurriedly looking away. "Mo Xueyao?"

"Yes, it's me. What brings you here? You don't seem to be part of the arts club, do you?"