A Young Woman's Heart

It may still be dark, but it's already quite late.

Fortunately, an alarm was set, and at six o'clock in the morning, Huang Zhengyang's brick-like Nokia phone vibrated and emitted a buzzing sound.

While sleeping soundly, Huang Yuxi unconsciously wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, rolled over, and fell off the bed, landing on Huang Zhengyang.

This is their new home.

Unlike Hua Yinyin's house next door, this is a middle unit, so it is relatively small and can be considered a studio apartment.

The apartment has a simple design, with a half-floor layout, making it look like a small attic on the second floor.

There was a bed in the not-so-large attic. Huang Yuxi slept on the bed, while her brother slept on a makeshift bed on the floor next to the bed.

Below is a neatly planned space.

Near the door is a very modern open kitchen, behind which is a bathroom and a storage room.

The only bright and clean floor-to-ceiling window is at the very front, where some simple furniture such as tables, chairs, and cabinets are placed.

There was a desk in the corner, clearly for Huang Yuxi's use.

In other empty spaces, there were stacks of boxes that hadn't been fully unpacked, mostly because they hadn't been used yet, so they were just left there.

Perhaps because it was a recent arrival, the room was still quite empty. As I stay longer, I will naturally add some things, and it won't feel so empty anymore.

The items here are all nice, but Huang Zhengyang doesn't really like the open kitchen. He always feels that it will make the room full of oil fumes.

He plans to wrap the cooking area with cardboard or similar materials when he has time, turning it into a closed kitchen. Although it will take up some aisle space, it's better than filling the room with cooking fumes.

"Gurgle—" Huang Zhengyang stretched and looked at Huang Yuxi, who had rolled onto him, drooling and unwilling to wake up. He gently patted his head and said, "Xiao Xi, wake up, it's time to get up."

"Mmm mmm—" Huang Yuxi opened her mouth and bit her brother's arm, munching away, as if she was dreaming of something delicious.

"Get up!" Huang Zhengyang perked up and suddenly picked up Huang Yuxi, placing her on the soft bed.

Since it's a studio apartment and the bed isn't very big, we have to sleep separately. Maybe we can buy another bed of similar size and put them together to make a double bed so we can sleep together.

But there's no need for that, since sleeping on the floor is the same anyway.

"Ah!" Huang Yuxi woke up from her dream with a start, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her brother's dark face.

Good morning, what sweet dreams did you have?

"Hmm..." Huang Yuxi rubbed her eyes and subconsciously opened her mouth, but she couldn't find the words to express herself.

People like him with aphasia can't even mouth the words to speak.

It's not that he can't make a sound, but that he can't organize his thoughts into words.

It's like not knowing how to pronounce something when you try to open your mouth.

It sounds like an illness that's not difficult to cure, but for the patient, it's actually quite difficult to recover.

However, Huang Zhengyang bought several whiteboards of different sizes and hung them in various places in the room.

There are some in the living room, some by the window, and some by the bed.

The whiteboard marker wasn't hanging by the bed, but rather standing upright on a support, with a stick attached to it so it could be taken down to write at any time.

"I dreamt of delicious food."

"Oh? What's good to eat?" Huang Zhengyang asked while putting on his clothes.

"All kinds of cakes."

"Looks like you've been craving cake lately?"

Huang Yuxi nodded shyly and wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth.

"Hurry up and get dressed. Even though it's spring, it's still easy to catch a cold." Huang Zhengyang placed the folded clothes beside him.

"School uniforms need to be washed every two days."

"I know, I know~ It's Monday today, so your school uniform is definitely clean."

"Mmm." Huang Yuxi nodded with a bright, sunny smile and cheerfully put on the clothes.

Aphasia did not diminish his optimistic and positive attitude; he still looked forward to each day.

Seeing Huang Yuxi happy every day, Huang Zhengyang felt very gratified, which meant that his careful care had not been in vain.

"Go wash up quickly, I'll make breakfast."

"Ok!"

To avoid filling the room with cooking fumes, Huang Zhengyang chose to prepare a relatively light breakfast.

The original fried egg was changed to a boiled egg, with a little Shaoxing wine added to remove the fishy smell.

Boiled egg soup is sweet and is served as a soup.

The main dish for breakfast is simple and easy-to-make scallion oil noodles, sprinkled with some pre-prepared minced beef and homemade tomato sauce.

Because he had to make breakfast and go to work, Huang Zhengyang made it very quickly, finishing it after Huang Yuxi finished washing up.

"Xiaoxi, the noodles are on the table. Eat them quickly, or they won't taste good. I'll go wash up and be right back."

"Mmm," Huang Yuxi responded, swinging her legs as she sat down at the dining table by the window.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see distant buildings and many construction sites.

Huang Zhengyang's previous job was driving trucks to deliver building materials such as sand to construction sites.

Unfortunately, those bosses always liked to delay paying wages, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he changed careers and now delivers goods for a boss who owns a large farm.

Because the fruits and vegetables need to be kept fresh, he mainly delivers in the morning, and the afternoons are quite relaxed. The salary is not low and it is paid monthly, which makes him very satisfied.

"When I have money, I'll buy a comfortable house like this," Huang Zhengyang muttered to himself as he brushed his teeth, looking at himself in the mirror, "instead of renting like this..."

After washing up, Huang Zhengyang walked into the living room and sat in the dining chair, looking refreshed and enjoying the view below—although there were so many construction sites all around, the view wasn't exactly great.

But after all, this is the top floor of this residential building. In this era, this floor is quite high for a residential building, giving one a unique sense of superiority from a panoramic view.

He was just an ordinary member of this vast city, like an ant.

But there's nothing wrong with that.

The construction of a pyramid certainly requires the support of countless ordinary people.

"Was today's breakfast too monotonous? When I get back tonight, I'll renovate the kitchen so I can make some more oily and flavorful food."

"Not monotonous, very delicious." Huang Yuxi wrote on the whiteboard next to the dining table. There was also a line on it: "What to eat tonight?", which she had written yesterday and hadn't erased yet.

"Really? Oh, and don't forget to bring today's snacks."

"Ah."

The snacks were made last night.

It falls into the category of snacks, but it's more economical to make it yourself.

It's a cream cake that Huang Zhengyang made in a rice cooker.

I put it in the refrigerator last night without giving it to Huang Yuxi, because I'm taking it with me today.

No wonder he dreamed of eating cake at night.

After all, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night.

Breakfast was finished in fifteen minutes, at a leisurely pace.

Both of them had gotten used to this rhythm.

Afterwards, Huang Zhengyang went to clean the kitchen, while Huang Yuxi took a rag bigger than his face and ran around on the floor, making a "heave-ho" sound, calling it "wiping the floor."

Well, although we were indeed wiping the floor, it was more of a playful activity, wasn't it?

Or perhaps it's about turning things you don't like into games so you can do them every day.

In any case, the house was cleaned up quickly, Huang Zhengyang tidied up the kitchen, checked himself in the mirror to see if he had any stubble, and then went out with his younger brother.

"Brother, why don't I have a beard?" Huang Yuxi held up the whiteboard.

"Well, it's probably because you haven't started developing yet? Don't worry, you'll develop later, and maybe you'll be even taller than your brother."

Huang Yuxi seemed to have thought of something terrible, and shook her head vigorously. The sound of writing came from the whiteboard: "Then I'd better not develop."

"Haha, is getting taller really that scary?"

"If I'm taller than my brother, I can't let him hug me openly." Huang Yuxi wrote this sentence with a straight face, leaving her brother speechless.

"Okay, then don't grow taller, so I can hug you every day."

"I can't hug you every day," Huang Yuxi quickly added, "That would be too childish!"

"Oh, okay—then how about a hug once in a while?"

"Hmm..." Huang Yuxi, realizing that she seemed to have written something strange, blushed and hugged the whiteboard, lowering her cute little head.

"But you still need to carry him when getting in the car, right?"

"I'll try it myself."

After writing this line, Huang Yuxi struggled to hold onto the seat and then climbed up with difficulty.

It's possible to get up here, it's just a bit tiring.

"Haha, you've grown up, you don't want your brother to hug you anymore?"

"Save it for when you need to hug it." Huang Yuxi wrote seriously, and then took out lipstick and applied it to her lips. As if thinking about what happened that day, her little face became even redder.

However, the older brother didn't notice because he had already started the car and was carefully observing his surroundings. Even if it was small, it was still a truck, and there would always be blind spots. Not to mention running over someone while driving, it wouldn't be good even if he just ran over a cat or dog.

There weren't many cars in the morning, allowing the small truck to pass freely. When getting out of the truck, for safety reasons, he personally got out to catch Huang Yuxi as she jumped down, and then escorted her to the school gate.

"Study hard today too, your older brother will be relying on you to support him from now on, haha—"

"Okay." Huang Yuxi showed the whiteboard and turned to skip and hop towards the school.

Huang Zhengyang, however, suppressed his smile and returned to the small truck.

This also means that today's work is about to begin.

"Let's go pick up the goods first. Fruit is the top priority today... This is the first time in the past few days that we've been transporting fruit so early in the morning. Speaking of which, just how big is the boss's farm? It seems like he grows all sorts of things."

Huang Zhengyang muttered, glancing at the notebook again: "Hmm, after receiving the goods, the destination was several fruit shops in the area around the Cancer Hospital. Were they all stocking bananas?"

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