A Young Woman's Heart

She was wearing a clean white lab coat with a name tag on her chest that read "Taiyin".

In all her years, Mo Xueyao had never met anyone with the surname 'Tai'.

Could he be a foreigner? Is the name actually a transliteration?

"What's wrong?" she asked softly, her voice echoing in the empty room as if it came from ancient times.

"Some things are bothering me." Perhaps because the other person looked younger than her, Mo Xueyao unconsciously lowered her guard.

"Hmm." Taiyin nodded slightly, seemingly not intending to ask any further questions.

He simply turned around and pushed open the sliding door beside him.

This door separates the office from another room, which looks like a large living room.

There is a sofa, a coffee table, a projection screen, and a videotape player.

The floor was covered with a gray, fluffy carpet, making the furniture look like it was placed on a giant rabbit.

Although there isn't a lot of furniture, it doesn't feel too spacious because there are all sorts of plush toys everywhere, making it feel like you've stepped into a fairytale kingdom.

Taiyin walked ahead, gently took off her little leather shoes, and stepped her small feet, clad in black leggings, into the shoes before turning back to look at her.

"Uh? Do I need to take off my shoes?"

"Ah."

So, Mo Xueyao carefully took off her shoes and followed her inside.

Taiyin pulled the sliding door shut from behind, making the place look like a wall, as if there was no way out.

The room doesn't have side windows, but it has a huge skylight through which the light shines in.

However, because it was raining today, the light wasn't very bright, but you could still clearly see the raindrops hitting the glass skylight and splashing around.

Mo Xueyao tilted her head back, looking at the strange ceiling with a sense of wonder.

The sofa in the living room is U-shaped, which means that if two people sit on the left or right sides, they will be facing each other directly.

And the Moon (Taiyin) is arranged in the same way.

And so, she and Mo Xueyao stared at each other.

Being stared at by a pretty girl made Mo Xueyao a little shy. Her hands fidgeted nervously, and her breathing became somewhat rapid.

"What...what's wrong, teacher?"

Mo Xueyao was a little nervous, and at the same time, she was thinking about how to express her troubles.

But it seems that no analogy is quite right.

If I tell the truth, it's not 'safe'.

So she could only keep quiet.

The psychologists I see on TV are mostly kind and talkative, and they usually talk from beginning to end, as if they always have endless topics to discuss.

But Taiyin is different.

Although she doesn't make people feel repulsed and can make them feel relaxed, she is still far from being able to open up completely.

Moreover, she wasn't saying a word, just staring at Mo Xueyao, which only made Mo Xueyao more nervous.

"Eyes," Taiyin suddenly spoke, "look at me."

She seemed to be a man of few words, and every sentence she uttered was as brief as possible.

Are there really psychologists like this in the world?

Mo Xueyao went from initially dodging to gradually becoming more at ease in the quiet environment.

She began to feel as if she were sitting in the rain, with the raindrops pattering down, but being blocked by some inexplicable force.

However, this force seemed to be gradually weakening, and the sound of the rain was getting louder and louder.

She felt the surroundings getting colder, as if the rain was getting closer.

Finally, she felt the rain falling on her body, and the icy feeling instantly swept over her entire body.

She sat motionless on the sofa, letting the rain soak her through and blur her vision.

Taiyin's eyes were like magnets, possessing a special attraction. Mo Xueyao gradually shifted her gaze until it met hers completely.

She couldn't see what Taiyin was thinking. Her eyes seemed like a clear, cold, and undisturbed ancient well, but she felt as if everything she was thinking had been seen through.

Taiyin remained silent, and Mo Xueyao did not speak either.

The two simply looked at each other.

If gazes had a physical form, then the two people's gazes should have already met.

It seemed that Taiyin already knew all the secrets, and Mo Xueyao began to feel apprehensive and afraid.

It was as if we were facing something mysterious and irresistible.

The rain seemed to get heavier and heavier, eventually turning into a downpour and then a thunderstorm.

The wind howled, as if it wanted to destroy everything in the world.

Mo Xueyao's emotions began to spiral out of control, like the rising tide of a river, surging and threatening to burst its banks.

The last dam could no longer hold it back and was swept away in an instant.

Even though she wasn't thinking about anything else at that moment, she couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.

My blurred vision began to feel warm; tears finally began to flow uncontrollably.

Breathing became difficult, as if someone was choking me.

Just as she began to feel despair, the moon that had been staring at her finally moved.

She slowly opened her arms and gently embraced Mo Xueyao, bringing their faces close together.

Aside from that, he didn't do anything extra, not even patting Mo Xueyao's back.

Just holding him.

A simple embrace.

So that Mo Xueyao could hear her slow but strong heartbeat.

It's like they're exchanging body heat.

The rain was gradually lessening; although it hadn't stopped, it seemed to be blocked by some mysterious force.

Mo Xueyao suddenly came to her senses, her pretty face turning bright red.

Taiyin slowly released her arms and handed her a tissue.

Of course, the rain didn't fall on her; everything just now was just an illusion.

This must be the guidance from the school counselor.

It guided her emotions.

Although Mo Xueyao didn't say what exactly happened, the other party seemed to know everything.

Although Taiyin didn't say how to handle the matter, Mo Xueyao seemed to have figured it all out all at once.

Perhaps it's an emotion called 'letting go'.

In short, we cannot run away from it; we must face what we have to face actively.

Tell your parents everything you feel about your dissatisfaction and grievances.

Of course, we must also admit our mistakes.

While she was lost in thought, Taiyin handed her a ceramic cup, which was similar in shape to the cup she had just drunk from, but was pure white in color.

There was warm milk tea inside, but I don't know when it was brewed.

"Here you go." Taiyin handed the cup to her.

"Thanks……"

"The cup and milk tea are for you."

"Huh?"

Taiyin's small face remained expressionless. She was already putting on her shoes at the door: "Come out."

"oh oh!"

Mo Xueyao hurriedly came out carrying the ceramic cup.

Then, Taiyin pushed open the door to leave, as if to dismiss them.

But just as Mo Xueyao walked somewhat bewildered to the door, the latter reached out and gently took her hand.

When she came to her senses, there was a small note in her hand, and she was already standing outside the door when the door to the psychiatric clinic was gently closed.

She lowered her head absently and glanced at the note.

"You can come anytime if you want milk tea."

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Chapter 149 Let's Go Home

Before the first class in the afternoon, Ye Wen found a belated Chinese homework assignment on her desk.

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In the afternoon, the school bell rang, and the students packed their bags and left as quickly as possible.

The two sisters, Mo Xiaoxiao and Mo Zhuyou, stood at the door looking at Mo Xueyao, who softly replied, "You two go back first."

"Okay, you're welcome anytime you want to come~" Mo Xiao smiled, her eyes crinkling like crescent moons.

"Gao Yuan, Liu Xiaowei, Zhou Yong, Li Hongran! Stay and clean up!" the class monitor shouted authoritatively, causing the boys who were about to slip away to put down their bags with sheepish smiles.

"Hurry up and clean, don't just do a perfunctory job, make sure it's clean." Ye Banxia touched her pigtails and smiled helplessly, "This is the most efficient way, and... having classes in such a dirty and messy classroom every day, isn't it actually more uncomfortable for yourself?"