A Young Woman's Heart

"Hmm... or... how about we put it down first..."

"Let's put it in our activity room for now!" Hua Yinyin thought of the little shop run by those thugs.

"Okay! Let's put it there then?"

Mo Xueyao also stuffed her electronic keyboard into her keyboard case. She usually doesn't take it home, but she's only taking it home for a short while because it's a holiday tomorrow.

Even if I take it back, I might not be able to play it...

People are strange, aren't they? They used to have to carry it back every day, but now they only have to carry it back once a week and they find it a bit of a hassle.

Do we subconsciously stop appreciating things we've used for a long time?

……

(three)

"Rock, paper, scissors!"

"I won!" Mo Xueyao excitedly raised her fist and took five steps forward. "A fist of victory!"

"Hmph, little Yaoyao, don't even think about leaving us behind!" Hua Yinyin rolled up her sleeves a bit. "Let's go again!"

"Rock, paper, scissors!"

This time, only Hua Yinyin chose paper; everyone else chose scissors.

Li Wanyan, Mo Zhuyou, Mo Xiaoxiao, Wang Jiale, Yu Shu, and Mr. Xue all took five steps forward in unison.

Now only Hua Yinyin was left at the very back.

"How could that be? Just wait, I'll definitely overtake you!"

"Rock, paper, scissors!"

"Eh—"

"Pfft, Yinyin's luck isn't so good today~" Mo Zhuyou covered her mouth, laughing like a villain, "Hehehe~ You can just stay behind and watch us move forward~"

"Just you wait, Youyou the Great Demon King, I'm here to defeat you!"

Mo Zhuyou puffed out her chest and snorted, "Then come on?"

"Tch—you still haven't grown up after all these years." Hua Yinyin retorted, not to be outdone.

"That wretched cow, Silver Silver!"

"So what if it's a cow? Hey, it's just bigger than you, are you jealous?"

"It's so troublesome, what's there to envy..." Mo Xueyao pulled up her eyelids, "Hurry up, hurry up, let's do it again!"

……

(four)

"Four consecutive losses... Hey, don't walk so fast, wait for me!" Hua Yinyin muttered, then shouted, "Wait for me—!"

The supermarket was right in front of them, but Mo Xueyao and the others, who were walking at the front, stopped and waited for Hua Yinyin to run over.

"Alright, let's continue—"

"Still playing?"

"What's wrong? I'm going to win back everything I just lost!"

"Then this time—whoever loses has to carry the stuff!"

"no problem--"

"Victory Scissors!" Hua Yinyin raised her hands high, making a "V" sign on both sides.

"Alright, let's compete and decide the final loser!" Mo Zhuyou got excited along with Hua Yinyin.

"Rock, paper, scissors!"

"It's Haruka!"

"Hey—it's me... Wait, you guys didn't buy a whole bunch and expect me to carry it all by myself, did you? No way, no way, I can't carry too much."

"Don't worry, they won't buy too much." Now it was Hua Yinyin's turn to gloat.

……

(Fives)

Mo Xueyao's busy studies have made her almost forget when she last went to the supermarket.

The shelves seemed to have a wider variety of goods than they had six months ago, and the aisles were much more crowded.

The store offers a dazzling array of goods, with a variety that rivals the total number of shops on the commercial street combined.

"Crackling sound—" Mo Xueyao picked up the toy gun on the shelf and pulled the trigger, which made a rough sound.

"Little Yaoyao, are you a primary school student...?"

"What's wrong? If you come to the supermarket and don't play with the toys, you've wasted your trip!"

"Don't break it." Wang Jiale casually tossed a colorful little ball in his hand, and the ball immediately started flashing colorful lights and making an ambiguous sound like "Watch me shoot—".

"Look, this looks like a very complicated puzzle toy." Hua Yinyin stood on tiptoe.

She was shorter than Mo Xueyao, and couldn't reach the tallest shelf at all.

"That's a model kit, a bootleg Gundam."

"Pirated ones are so expensive? Thirty-five yuan a box..."

"The authentic ones are more expensive, okay? Hmm... never mind, I don't think I'll buy them. I don't think I can put them together."

"Why don't we just let Xiaoxue do it?" Mo Zhuyou looked at Mr. Xue.

"You can give it a try."

"Wanyan...hehe...um...cough..."

"Hmm, Xiao Yaoyao's eyes look like she's henpecked."

"cough!"

……

Chapter 226 Hoodies, Powder Paintings, and Photo Booths (Part 1)

(One)

I ultimately didn't buy that pirated Gundam box.

The group slowly made their way to the supermarket checkout, where the cashier was scanning the barcodes of each item.

"When did we get our activity funds? And where did these activity funds come from?" Wang Jiale asked curiously.

"Hey, well..." Hua Yinyin stuck out her tongue and blinked, "They give out every semester."

"Huh—?" Mo Xueyao pressed her head down. "How come we've never heard of something like this before?!"

"Uh... I forgot to collect it..."

“I was the one who reminded her,” Li Wanyan said calmly.

Wang Jiale helplessly shrugged: "Fortunately, our band doesn't have any expenses."

"Hmm... I think I should add a floor drum?" Mo Zhuyou bit her finger.

Hua Yinyin handed a large shopping bag filled with all sorts of random things to Mo Xueyao: "That's all, that's all. Do you think our band can get a lot of activity fees? Only large clubs get a lot, like the basketball club. I heard they even spent 300 yuan on a basketball, that's so extravagant."

"Compared to your instruments, Yinyin, this is nothing, right?" Having lost at rock-paper-scissors, Mo Xueyao could only helplessly pick up the bag full of things. "How much did your silver-gray pipa cost?"

“That’s my own money, it’s completely different.”

Wang Jiale jumped forward as if he had suddenly remembered something: "Hey! Right, what about Yin Yin's previous club? The one you were the president of?"

"Well... they've already been handed over, but they probably aren't in the club anymore, right? They're probably all second-year high school students now, and I heard there are six or seven of them now, much more than when I was there."

Mo Xueyao squinted her eyes and asked, "Yinyin...that club that draws terrible comics?"

"Cough cough!" Hua Yinyin coughed twice forcefully. "What do you mean by 'terrible comics'? It's art, okay? Art!"

"Art?" Yu Shu really didn't know.

The person who explained was Mr. Xue: "It's a drawing of two boys who look like girls, naked, having sex in bed..."

"Alright, alright... Xiaoxue, please don't go into so much detail, okay?" Mo Xueyao carried the bags in both hands and wobbled forward a few steps. "I feel like everyone's looking at us..."

"That's right, don't tell us we know you two." Wang Jiale quickly took a few steps forward as well.

"Damn it, Lele clearly liked watching it back then, the kind with Xiaoxi and her brother—"

"If we're going to draw now, we should at least draw Tongjue and Xiaoxi, right?"

"No, I don't feel that way about the opposite sex, right?"

Mo Zhuyou pulled her sister's hand and walked to Mo Xueyao's side: "Sister, let's walk faster, don't walk with perverts."

"Hey!!"

Li Wanyan smiled with pursed lips, glanced at her, and then walked lightly to Mo Xueyao's side: "Yaoyao, do you need help carrying it?"

"No need, no need, a bet is a bet... But we won't have to bring these into the classroom, will we?"

Mo Zhuyou, however, seemed quite playful: "Since we just bought them, let's take them to the classroom to decorate. We're free this afternoon anyway, so we can leave the homework to ourselves tomorrow."

"Oh—" Mo Xueyao drawled, "What a positive idea!"

“That’s right, let’s leave it to our future selves.” Wang Jiale agreed.

"Please, my other self."

"Hey, Xiaoxue, what are you doing here...?"

……

(two)

Downstairs from the supermarket, there are always many supporting businesses, selling clothes, jewelry, or setting up stalls and holding events at the entrance.