A Young Woman's Heart

"Uh...it's nothing." Seeing how frank the other person was, Mo Xueyao had nothing more to say. Instead, she flipped open the yearbook in front of her and found that more than a dozen pages had already been written. "Have all these people written in it?"

"Yeah, it'll be a keepsake for the future. Who knows, we might keep in touch again sometime."

"Okay, but it seems like not many people are writing them?"

"There aren't many people."

Do I need to fill out all of these?

"You can fill in whichever you want."

“Okay…” Mo Xueyao turned to a new page and wrote her name on it. When she got to the gender section, she hesitated for a moment and jokingly wrote “male”.

Xuan Anyi just looked and smiled, without saying anything.

"Well, my hobbies... my hobbies... uh... anime, I guess... and then... traveling and stuff."

"Yaoyao, Teacher Ye Wen wants you to go to her office."

"Okay, Wanyan, why don't you write one too later?"

Li Wanyan turned to look at Xuan Anyi and nodded gently.

……

(Fives)

Since she started reviewing, Aishuer has become much quieter, seemingly because she is exhausted from struggling with homework every day.

But today, many classmates gathered around her desk.

"Aishue, can you help me calculate whether I can get into my first-choice university?"

"Aishuer, Aishuer! Calculate my fortune too!"

"Do you think I can get into my first two universities?"

"Me too~"

Aishuer gently stroked the crystal ball in her hand: "Hmm, cold wind? What method of divination do you want to use?"

"Ah, well... uh, I'll just use tarot cards!"

“Okay.” Ashleigh shuffled the cards with practiced ease. “Please close your eyes and silently think about what you want to know.”

"Uh-huh……"

"Lele, Lele, do you want to try having your fortune told?"

"Hmm—I'm afraid that if the divination shows I won't pass the exam, that would be terrible..."

"If the divination is bad, then I won't believe it!"

"What profit-seeker..." Mo Xueyao said sarcastically, resting her chin on her hand.

……

Chapter 296 The Story of the Blue Night

(One)

Although summer nights come late, the sky is already dark after evening self-study.

When there are stars and the moon, the sky is azure; when there are no stars or the moon, it is a deep, dark expanse, which even the streetlights cannot illuminate.

The surge of senior high school students brought the last bit of liveliness to the night.

Boarding students also go out of the school to buy some food from the stalls at the gate and take it home. They seem to be the most relaxed, because they don't have to rush home.

Sanhua Tongjue's mint green family car was already parked at the school gate, looking like a moss-covered stone amidst the surging crowd.

She came to pick up Huang Yuxi.

"Xiao Xi! Your girlfriend is here to pick you up again, huh? Tsk tsk." Mo Xueyao stood at the school gate and called out to Huang Yuxi, who was walking behind her.

The wind blowing in my face has a unique summer feel—half warm and half cool.

"Um... because my home is too far away," Huang Yuxi explained, her face slightly flushed under the pale yellow streetlights. "Um... this place is closer."

Does your brother know?

"Of course..." he nodded quickly and vigorously, "I said it."

"He seems quite at ease."

"Ok!"

As they were chatting, Sanhua Tongjue, sitting in the car, spotted Huang Yuxi in the crowd. She rolled down the window and waved vigorously: "Xiao Xi—"

Her voice was drowned out by the crowd, but Huang Yuxi still waved in response, then, carrying a backpack with only a few books on her back, she swayed and ran towards her.

“There are so many people at this time every day…” Mo Xueyao remained standing at the school gate, not moving an inch, because she had to wait for Li Wanyan, who was closing the gate last.

The reason I came out early was simply to enjoy the evening breeze.

……

(two)

"...You're here so early today." Chen Cheng strode out and said abruptly as he passed Mo Xueyao.

She turned her head, first glancing at the flowerbed beside her, then looked up at Chen Cheng, who was much taller than her: "Yeah, you're going straight home?"

"Where else to go?"

Mo Xueyao was already used to this guy's occasional sarcastic remarks: "I just saw Lianlian."

"……she?"

"Yeah, I rode an electric scooter and am waiting for you over there, next to that telephone pole."

"..." Chen Cheng frowned, casually tossed out a "thank you," and had already walked several steps away.

"You've had a hard day. School's over, time to head home?"

"Why did you ride your electric bike here alone?" Chen Cheng asked, sounding displeased. "Why do something so dangerous?"

"Eh? Um... I... I've been practicing for a long time... It should be fine, and... I don't need my legs..."

"What if you lose your balance? An ordinary person can use their legs to brace themselves, but what will you do?"

"I...I'll try to lean towards the side with legs?"

"You can't control when you fall down," Chen Cheng said, glaring at him with a lecturing look.

"What's wrong... I... I wanted you to be happier..." Zhuang Lianlian mumbled, looking pitiful, "I... I'm ignoring you!"

He paused for two seconds, then helplessly flicked her nose: "I'm not blaming you, just telling you to be careful. Okay, sit tight, I'll ride."

"Okay." Zhuang Lianlian smiled again, slowly turned around, sat on the cushion backwards, and hugged Chen Cheng after he sat down.

"Are you seated?" Chen Cheng seemed quite used to her doing this and showed no surprise whatsoever. He simply moved back a little more so that she could sit more comfortably.

"Ok!"

"Let's go." The long reach came in handy at this moment. Even sitting in the back, he could easily twist the accelerator, while Zhuang Lianlian buried her face in his chest, revealing a shy smile.

The night breeze caressed the two of them, feeling exceptionally refreshing at that moment.

……

(three)

"Xiaoyao? You're at the door. I thought you went back first."

"Cha Li, is Wan Yan not ready yet?"

"It'll be ready soon, just wait a little longer."

"it is good--"

"Bye-bye, Xiaoyao!"

"Bye-Bye."

"Little Yaoyao~ Come sleep at my house tonight!"

"Go play somewhere else..."

"Little Haruka~ My sister and I are going back now."

"go Go."

The number of students at the school gate gradually decreased until all the boarding students who had been buying things at the stalls at the gate returned to school, and the open gate finally became deserted.

Mo Xueyao stood with her back to the wall, propped herself up with one foot, and whistled a few times, shaking her head as if she were blowing a leaf.

Li Wanyan and Ye Banxia finally emerged from the teaching building. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, enough to lift Mo Xueyao's ponytail high into the air. The clouds overhead were blown away into the distance, revealing a golden moon and the deep blue sky behind it.

The crickets in the flowerbed next door chirped tirelessly; they were the ever-present band of summer.

"Goodbye then." Ye Banxia said to Li Wanyan, then looked at Mo Xueyao, who had been waiting for a long time, "Xiaoyao, goodbye."

"Oh, bye-bye Xiaxia." Mo Xueyao waved casually, took a few steps forward, and got on her bicycle. "Wanyan, you're so slow today."

"Is there?"

"Hmm... I guess it's because people feel things are slow when they're waiting outside and can't see the progress?" Mo Xueyao muttered and shook her head. "Oh right, Wen asked me to go earlier because she wanted me to change my application to a university that collaborates with Yukong High School and has a music major."

"Yeah, what about you?"

"I didn't change it, because our dad filled out the same choices for both of us. There's no need to change them. Besides, it's unlikely we'll get into any of the later schools anyway."

"Yaoyao is always very confident."

"Isn't it good to be confident?" Mo Xueyao tilted her head and looked at her.

"It's good. Being by your side, I'm gradually becoming more confident."

"Hehe, this is what they call being influenced by one's surroundings, right?"

Yes, that's right.

"Alright, let's go. It's time to go back to sleep. It feels like time passes very slowly, but when evening self-study ends, it feels like it's gone in a flash, and I can't even remember what I did today."