A Young Woman's Heart

If this were a comic book, Mo Xueyao and Li Wanyan would definitely have several big question marks above their heads right now.

"Yinyin, what's wrong? Did something upset you or something hurt you?"

"I've decided to be a different person today." Hua Yinyin smiled, and perhaps because she was wearing lipstick, her lips looked especially moist and pink.

"Just for today?"

"Yes."

"Ugh—can you stop talking like that? It feels so cheesy and disgusting, it's giving me goosebumps..." Mo Xueyao hugged her arms and rubbed them vigorously, deliberately teasing her.

However, Hua Yinyin seemed to be serious. She didn't refute at all, but simply raised her small face slightly and walked out into the bright spring sunshine: "Last spring went, and this spring has come. Time always flies by."

"Alright, alright... be normal!" Mo Xueyao put her hand on Hua Yinyin's shoulder, and when she didn't react, she simply hugged her neck. "The usual Hua Yinyin is more pleasing to the eye. You're just like some... uh... you know, a girl pretending to be melancholy."

"..." Hua Yinyin finally broke down, "Damn it, little Yaoyao, can't you let me pretend a little longer! I rarely want to play the role of a young lady—!"

"Hey, what kind of rich young lady were you playing just now?"

"No, no, this ruined my plan! Yaoyao has to compensate me!"

"what?"

"Come to my place tonight and take a shower together!"

"I refuse—!!"

"Why not? There's no class tomorrow!"

"Who said that? I heard it's going to happen."

"Hey, Wen didn't notify us."

"Perhaps we can only be sure today?"

"Damn it... Well then—take this move! The long-lost Shaolin martial art... Dragon Claw Hand!"

"Dragon my foot! If you like squeezing so much, squeeze your own! You're that big!"

"Hehe~!"

……

(four)

The busy life of senior year of high school brought the band's morning practice activities to a complete halt.

Only when people arrive early will they sit with the band and take a break.

I sometimes come at noon, but I mostly sleep or do my homework.

As a result, Yu Shu was always the only one practicing at noon, and the songs she played had almost become everyone's lullabies.

"Hey, Yaoyao, I want to keep something in our band activity room."

"Potted plant?"

"Ideally, it should be alive?"

"You wouldn't want to keep a cat or rabbit, would you? It's impossible to keep them... and they're a real hassle to clean up after them."

"No, that's not it—I meant, how about raising fish!"

"Raising fish... but I don't think they'll live for more than a few days. Raising fish is quite troublesome."

"We'll build our own ecosystem tank, the kind where we don't need to change the water."

"what?"

"It should be fine, right?"

"I don't know if it's possible... but theoretically it should be possible? Just add water without changing it, but it has to be big enough, otherwise it won't circulate."

"Just ask Xiaoxue later!"

"Um……"

……

Chapter 186 A Noisy Afternoon Break

(One)

Although it is the last semester of senior year, Yukong High School still allows students ample time for lunch break.

This is probably the freest time of the day; whether you stay in the classroom to do homework or go to the playground to play ball, no one will stop you.

However, rather than getting all sweaty on the playground, the girls preferred to stay quietly in the classroom and finish the homework that had been assigned in the morning.

However, not all boys go to the playground to play; quite a few shout and make a ruckus in the classroom.

Notable figures among them are Gao Yuan and Liu Xiaowei.

"Liu Xiaogou, prepare to die!"

"You fatso, get even fatter!"

If you only listen to their conversation, you probably wouldn't imagine that the two of them were playing rock-paper-scissors.

This is a battle game, somewhat similar to the paper games that Mo Zhuyou wrote in a notebook, but compared to that, the rules of the game they play are simpler, with almost no storyline, and it's more about competition between players. For boys, this kind of game is simpler and more exciting to play.

Moreover, you can play a game anytime without worrying about forgetting where you are in the story.

The notebook mainly records various numerical values. In the end, it's just a numbers game—with perhaps a little bit of strategy involved in making choices.

Of course, sometimes one side will cheat, and in those cases, the battle on paper will turn into a real-life showdown.

During their playful roughhousing, they would often bump into other students' desks, drawing complaints from other classmates.

"I beat Gao Yuan!"

"Damn, didn't I win?"

"Damn it, how can you say you won?"

"Look, I'm low on health, right? Activate this skill..."

"Damn it, your judgment failed!"

"It can still be triggered even if the judgment fails, let's try again!"

"Fine—you lost again!"

"Damn it, take this! My last move, Monkey Steals Peaches! Oops, you didn't steal anything. Little Liu, you're too small, aren't you?"

"Gao Yuan, you just wait!"

"Hehehe ehee hee hee hee—"

The two ran around the classroom, bumping into desks and knocking them over.

Tang Sishi, who was doing her homework, put down her pen as if prepared. Before she could protect her homework, Gao Yuan, who was laughing and joking, was pressed down on her desk by Liu Xiaowei. His round, chubby face even had the leisure to make a face at her before he turned around and ran away quickly.

The table was a mess; the pen was on the floor, the test paper was crumpled, and several textbooks had slipped out from under the table.

"Gao Yuan—Liu Xiaowei—!"

Wearing thick glasses, Tang Sishi raised her voice, and her sharp voice hurt the eardrums of others.

"Ugh, you two are so noisy..."

"Le Tingfeng, can you please stop laughing? It's so annoying!"

Noisy boys are always the ones disliked in the classroom.

"What's wrong with me? Can't I even smile? I didn't even bump into you."

"It's too noisy! If you're not going to do your homework, then go outside!"

"The classroom doesn't belong to you. This is free time. Who said we have to do homework?"

"You boys..."

……

(two)

In the band room, Yu Shu was playing a soothing classical piece that sounded like a gentle, light breeze in spring.

It's quite far from the main teaching building, but you can still hear the noise coming from there.

Having just finished her English homework, Hua Yinyin eagerly picked up her pipa, as if only at this moment could she find a moment of mental relaxation.

Mr. Xue was sipping tea, leisurely flipping through a programming textbook. Even Mo Xueyao would find the long string of difficult words daunting, but he was reading it with great interest.

Mo Zhuyou fell asleep on Mo Xueyao's lap, occasionally raising her hand as if to hold a drumstick and strike a drum, and it was unclear what she was dreaming about.

"The band room has completely turned into a free activity room now." Mo Xueyao unscrewed the pen cap, took out the pen refill that could no longer write a single word, and replaced it with a new one.

"Hey? Xiaoyao, can I have your empty pen refill?" Wang Jiale blinked gently.

"Huh? You're done using it? What are you going to do with it?"

"I've added it to my favorites!"

"A strange hobby? Take it..."

"Great!" Wang Jiale picked up the pen refill with great excitement, as if she had acquired a new collectible, and even put it into her pencil case.

"How much longer until lunch break ends? I'm sleepy." Mo Xueyao yawned, resting her chin on her hand, pushed the completed test paper aside, and pressed her forehead against her arm.

"There's still half an hour left, let's take a nap, I want to sleep too... I've been getting up so early lately..." Wang Jiale also yawned, and as if it were contagious, everyone in the classroom except for Mo Zhuyou who was already asleep started yawning, and drowsiness spread throughout the spacious room.

A pink petal was blown by the wind and landed on the windowsill. Yinyin saw it and wanted to pick it up, but as soon as she touched it, the petal was swept away by the wind again.

"Speaking of which, time flies! Shu'er will be a senior in high school soon." Hua Yinyin put down her pipa and tilted her head to look at Yu Shu.

"Hmm... By the time I'm a senior in high school, you'll have already graduated."

"How about we repeat a year of high school to be with Shu'er?"

"Huh?"

"Yinyin—don't joke around like that." Mo Xueyao, who was lying on the table, glanced at her sideways. "Instead of this, why don't we think about whether we should go on a trip after graduation? That's a rare and relaxing summer vacation."