A Young Woman's Heart

"I was going to help you, but I've changed my mind." Mo Xueyao raised her little face triumphantly. "You think I can't tie it myself? Pfft, you're too naive."

"Waaah, Yaoyao, I was wrong! Please help me! You can do whatever you want to me!"

"Ugh—" Mo Xueyao made a vomiting gesture. "Can you stop making me feel disgusted? Okay, okay, you sit still and don't move. I'll get it out for you."

Mo Xueyao eventually softened her heart.

She looked awkwardly at the sky, then reached into Hua Yinyin's back. The strap fell to her side, and when she pulled it up, she inevitably bumped into something so large that she could touch it from the side.

"Ah~ Little Yaoyao, this feels so comfortable."

"What weird things are you saying, hey!" Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes and hastily tied a bow. "Okay, okay."

"Hey Yaoyao, winter vacation's here, wanna come over to my house? I bought some nice things."

"...I refuse, I want to go back to my hometown for winter break."

"Waaaaah, Xiaoyao doesn't love me anymore!"

"I've never loved you, okay?" Mo Xueyao helplessly covered her forehead, feeling completely unable to deal with Hua Yinyin, and could only return to her seat as if fleeing a disaster.

Hua Yinyin quickly caught up: "Little Yaoyao, don't run so fast~ Let your older sister see how you're developing~"

"Are you trying to copy my chemistry homework? If you keep doing this, I won't lend it to you anymore."

"Ah, okay, okay." Hua Yinyin immediately gave in. "I won't make a fuss, alright? Here, hand over your math, chemistry, and physics scores!"

"This tone... who's trying to copy my homework?" Mo Xueyao muttered under her breath, handing the homework to her. "Remember not to copy everything. Give it back to me after you're done. Don't keep lending it to others, or a lot of people will end up with the same answers as me, and the teacher will have already noticed."

"Okay~" Hua Yinyin replied casually, it was unclear whether she had actually listened.

"Whew, so comfortable..." Mo Xueyao lay on the desk, which was warmed by the heater, and suddenly missed the day when Su Tang was in the desk.

And it seems it really didn't bark that day, so the teachers didn't notice.

Or perhaps the teachers noticed it, but since it wasn't noisy, they simply ignored it.

Since there was nothing else to do, Mo Xueyao simply lay down on the table and took a nap to catch up on her sleep.

She's the kind of person who can't get any energy if she doesn't get at least eight hours of sleep a day.

When the morning meeting bell rang, the classroom was already full of people.

Wang Jiale was secretly eating snacks with her cheeks puffed out when she saw Mo Xueyao wake up, so she handed her a piece as well.

"Wife cakes again?" Mo Xueyao asked suspiciously.

"Yeah, she eats my pancakes every day, she'll be my wife soon, hehe." Wang Jiale chuckled softly, "By the way, it's so cold today."

"Yeah, I don't even want to go down for lunch."

"Oh, really? How about we eat instant noodles upstairs together, Haruka?"

Where did the instant noodles come from?

"Let's go buy it later."

"Then we still have to go down...?"

“The boys can do it for us,” Wang Jiale said matter-of-factly.

Mo Xueyao shook her head: "Isn't it wrong to order others around like that?"

"Then let's go downstairs and buy some. It's warmer than the cafeteria without heating..."

"Then we might as well pack our lunch from the cafeteria and eat it in the classroom," Mo Xueyao said, feeling a little sorry for the cost.

"Oh, it's alright, it's alright, I'll treat you then~"

"I didn't say you had to treat me..." Mo Xueyao said awkwardly and embarrassedly.

Wang Jiale hugged her arm and gently shook it: "Anyway, I don't care, you have to eat instant noodles with me today!"

"Good good..."

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Chapter Sixteen: Not Wanting to Leave the Heating Center When It's Below Zero (Part 2)

Before I knew it, it was noon, and the snow outside the window showed no sign of stopping.

Apart from a few boys who are usually very enthusiastic about eating, everyone else was listless and didn't really want to leave the classroom.

"Liu Xiaowei, can you buy me some instant noodles? I don't want to go downstairs," Gao Yuan said, sitting on Liu Xiaowei's table.

Liu Xiaowei rolled his eyes: "No way, do you think I want to go?"

"Here'll give you some money for your trip." Gao Yuan immediately began tempting her with money. "I'll treat you to your instant noodles!"

"Okay, I'll go right away. Give me the money." Liu Xiaowei stood up readily, displaying a heroic spirit that seemed undaunted by the cold.

"Get one for me too!"

"Me too!"

"I also want!"

Many people shouted, and even Wang Jiale raised his hand.

"Damn it, there are so many people, how can I handle it all by myself?" Liu Xiaowei muttered, his eyelids drooping. "And are you all going to give me a running fee? I'm not doing this for free!"

"Alright, alright, you stingy bastard, I'll buy you another sausage, and you can bring some for the others too." Gao Yuan handed him a twenty-yuan note.

"Alright, young master is treating, you're lucky," Liu Xiaowei said smugly.

Actually, this was just a joke. In fact, even if Gao Yuan didn't treat him, Liu Xiaowei would still buy the food for him.

"Hey, buy us a bucket of braised beef noodles and—Yaoyao, what do you want?" Wang Jiale handed the money to Liu Xiaowei and turned to ask Mo Xueyao.

"Then I'll have the spicy one," Mo Xueyao said. "I don't usually eat this kind of thing, so I'll try it out. Besides, it's winter, and spicy food will keep me warm."

The classroom is heated, much warmer than outside, but it still can't compare to the underfloor heating in the north where you can wear short sleeves directly.

About a dozen students in the class asked Liu Xiaowei to run errands for them to buy instant noodles. Before long, he returned to the classroom carrying two large bags.

The students rushed forward and took their share of instant noodles.

Wang Jiale, being petite, was the first to squeeze in and grab the two buckets she bought. Then she urged Mo Xueyao to open them quickly so that there wouldn't be no hot water to make instant noodles later.

The water dispenser at the back of the classroom provides hot water, but with so many people, what if there isn't enough hot water later, or it's not hot enough?

Instant noodles really do taste best when they're cooked in really hot water.

Eating instant noodles in a heated classroom in winter is a kind of enjoyment. Although there is not much filling and it is mostly noodles, Mo Xueyao still eats it with relish.

The snow that has fallen for several days has transformed the entire city into a snowy wonderland; everywhere you look, it's a blanket of white.

More and more snowmen were being built on the playground, and the snowmen that Mo Xueyao and her friends built were still there and had not been destroyed.

Of course, some brave souls also went to the playground to have a snowball fight in such cold weather, using the snowmen as cover as they ran around happily.

Surprisingly, there were quite a few senior high school students among them.

Perhaps it's because I'm just too tired after a semester, so I'm taking advantage of this snowy day to come out and relax.

Students in grades 10 and 11 can relax and have a good rest during winter break, but grade 12 students are different. They still have to continue studying under tremendous pressure.

If you're even a little slow, you might miss out on the school you want to attend.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for everyone—although you can retake the exam, just thinking about going through that experience again is painful.

Therefore, everyone would rather work hard this year to avoid experiencing the same pressure again next year.

But people aren't machines, so relaxation is still very important.

That's probably why so many high school seniors are going out to indulge themselves a little.

The thought of having to study until her senior year of high school filled Mo Xueyao with uncertainty.

Suddenly I wish time could slow down, and that the time of my senior year of high school could come a little later.

"Ugh, I really don't want to graduate." Wang Jiale, who was standing next to her, echoed the same sentiment.

"What are you thinking about? It's only the first semester of high school, it's not even over yet!" Mo Xiaoxiao, who was behind her, looked completely bewildered. "Isn't Lele being a bit too sentimental?"

"Tsk, time flies. In the blink of an eye, I graduated from high school, in the blink of an eye, I graduated from university, in the blink of an eye, I got married and had children, and in the blink of an eye, I'm in the grave..."

"Pfft, you're overthinking it~" Mo Xiao waved her hand with a smile, "Life is a long journey, just enjoy the present."

"Xiaoxiao, have you decided which university to go to?" Mo Xueyao turned her head and asked.

"If possible, let's stay in this city?"

"I want to stay here too!" Wang Jiale raised her hands. "So, I have to work hard today. Hmm, I need to do my homework properly!"

Wang Jiale only has a short attention span. After a while, she frowned and hugged her math book again, saying, "This is too hard... Why is math so hard... Forget it, I'm not studying anymore... Let's take a break..."

"That won't do. You have to keep working hard. What don't you understand? I'll teach you," Mo Xueyao said with a helpless smile.

"I don't understand anything here, what should I do...?"

"Pfft, then let Yao Yao teach you from the beginning." Mo Xiao smiled and leaned closer. "I'll listen in too. By the way, I have a question about this problem, Yao Yao. How exactly do you solve it?"

"This question? Hmm, it's actually a word game, it just needs to be like this..."

Mo Xueyao's afternoon nap time was gone, replaced by teaching time, but she enjoyed it, and the lunch break passed quickly.

In the afternoon, I had two consecutive chemistry classes, and my brain felt completely exhausted afterward.

Different chemicals react differently when they come into contact, and these reactions can also vary depending on the environment.

Just memorizing these is a headache, let alone those convoluted and word-playing questions.

But the ordeal wasn't over yet. Chemistry class was immediately followed by math class, and my brain had to keep working at lightning speed, otherwise I would definitely fall behind the teacher.

Mathematics is like a snowball rolling downhill. If you miss five minutes of listening, you won't understand the whole lesson. If you don't understand the whole lesson, you won't understand it for a week. If you don't understand a unit, you'll get discouraged and then you won't understand anything after that.

Therefore, you must be fully focused.

Fortunately, the math class was followed by a relatively relaxed English class. The day's classes finally came to an end in a pleasant atmosphere where the English teacher played games and gave out gifts.

I felt a bit of a struggle during class, but it seemed like time flew by afterward.