A Young Woman's Heart

"Hmm... I'll hold you. Let's make it clear first, I can swing you slowly, but not too fast, and you're not allowed to ask for it to go too fast. If you get angry because the swing is slow, then I'll put you down."

"Okay!" The little boy nodded vigorously, and very consciously stood on tiptoe and opened his arms.

Mo Xueyao put her arms under his armpits and picked him up, then sat on the swing behind her.

This swing has handrails and a backrest, so you don't have to worry about falling off when you lean against it.

Mo Xueyao gently pushed off with her foot, causing the swing to sway slowly.

The amplitude of the swaying is roughly the same as rocking a chair.

The little boy sitting in her lap couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling the gentle breeze.

Mo Xueyao suddenly realized that he wasn't difficult to get along with, and that he was also very trustworthy.

During this slow swaying, he did not request an increase in speed or amplitude of the swing.

"Thank you, blue-eyed sister," the little boy said, turning his head to smile at her.

"Well, it's nothing now. How are you feeling? Are you in pain?"

"I don't feel uncomfortable."

"But we still shouldn't go too fast, or something really bad might happen."

"Mmm!" The little boy nodded with a smile, and when the teacher looked this way, he patted Mo Xueyao's arm, indicating that he wanted to go down.

So she picked him up and gently placed him on the ground.

"Thank you sister."

"Well, as long as you enjoyed it."

"I also want to swing as high as everyone else."

"You can't do that," Mo Xueyao patted his head.

"I know... I'm just not quite satisfied."

It was quite a surprise to her that a child could say something so mature.

Some people, due to congenital diseases, have to lose many things and cannot do many things.

Therefore, having a healthy body is already a very fortunate thing.

Mo Xueyao sat on the swing, swinging high and then quickly falling down. The wind tousled her long hair, and the bright sunlight gilded it with a faint golden light.

After the midday nap, the children were soothed back to their beds to sleep, and only then could everyone have a moment to eat lunch.

The deliveryman today wasn't Huang Zhengyang, but another uncle Mo Xueyao had never seen before.

Anyway, they're all from the same company.

Half the day passed quickly, and it was almost 2 p.m. when we finished lunch.

However, the sun overhead was still shining brightly; it seemed to be only eleven o'clock.

They went to check on Aisha again; she was still lying in bed, fast asleep, and had not yet woken up.

After having hope, everyone became anxious instead.

I sat there by her bedside, hoping she would open her eyes soon.

“Aishue once said that she wanted to be a witch, and not just any witch, but a witch who could enter dreams,” Su Yuqing said with a soft laugh as she sat by her bedside. “A witch who could control other people’s dreams and also enter other people’s dreams.”

"That sounds really nice. When I was little, I also fantasized about being a witch, the kind who could ride a broomstick," Ye Banxia continued.

"So there are different kinds of witches?" Cha Li said with some surprise.

Su Yuqing covered her mouth and laughed, "It's probably just a category she came up with herself~ Now, she can really be considered a dream witch - she's spent so much time in her own dreams."

"I wonder what she dreamed about?" Ye Banxia wondered, resting her chin on her hand. "Did she dream that she really became a witch?"

"If she becomes the Dream Witch in her dreams and then enters other people's dreams... how many layers of dreams does that count as?" Mo Xueyao muttered.

"Hey, what you're saying is actually quite interesting!"

Do you think she'll remember what she dreamed about when she wakes up?

"Maybe not. Besides, it's unknown whether she was even dreaming at all." Su Yuqing shook her head. "Maybe she was actually awake the whole time, but just couldn't control her body."

"This illness sounds so complicated." Ye Banxia gently stroked Ai Xiu'er's long hair. "If she wakes up and finds herself dressed like this, won't she think she's still asleep?"

“Hmm, that’s possible. She might think, ‘Why am I still a witch?’” Mo Xueyao tilted her head and pondered. “Then she went back to bed.”

"I'm quite curious about one thing: after she's been 'asleep' for so long, what's the first thing she'll think of when she wakes up—is this reality or a dream?"

"Well……"

The girls all fell into deep thought.

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Chapter 283 Ultraman Kuuga

Sunday, August 21.

"Ah—it's so hot." Having just finished breakfast, Mo Xueyao fanned herself with her hand. The temperature in Hangzhou had finally broken the 30-degree mark, reaching 31 degrees Celsius...

Just looking at the thermometer markings on the pillar made you feel unbearably hot.

The father moved a ladder and was wiping the ceiling fan with a rag.

It hasn't been used for a long time and is covered in dust. It needs to be cleaned before it can be used; otherwise, as soon as you open it, countless dust particles will fall on you.

"Couldn't we just buy a fan..." Mo Xueyao touched her hair. "My hair is so long, and it feels so hot...!"

"Just bring the one from home tomorrow."

"Then there will be one less fan at home, right? What if I go home to sleep? Then I won't need the fan!" Mo Xueyao grumbled, dissatisfied. "Mom, why are you still so stingy!"

"Let's save some energy if we can. It's not actually that hot right now. We can just use a fan to keep warm."

"You make it sound so easy... I don't care anymore, I'm going to my godfather's house to escape the heat!" Mo Xueyao suddenly stood up and called to Li Wanyan, who was just about to sit down, "Wanyan, let's go escape the heat, let's go!"

"Mmm." Li Wanyan was dragged out of the fruit shop by Mo Xueyao.

My godfather's house has air conditioning.

Although the weather is hot, it's not quite time to really turn on the air conditioning.

An electric fan is enough to keep you cool.

Of course, it's much hotter in the city than in the countryside.

It's not only a bit warmer, but also a bit more stuffy than in the countryside.

When people feel like they can't breathe, they have to turn on the air conditioner.

My godfather's air conditioner is quite old; the body is a bit yellowed. It's a rather old-fashioned integrated air conditioner that looks like a small square box, directly embedded in the wall. The hot air outlet is on the outside of the wall, while the cold air outlet is on the inside.

"Hey~ Yu Jinyu!" Mo Xueyao called out her godfather's daughter's full name, "You've grown taller again!"

"Sister Yaoyao~!" Yu Jinyu, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, excitedly turned her head and called out, then immediately focused her attention back on the TV.

"Godfather, where are godmother?" Mo Xueyao then looked at her godfather who had just opened the door for her. He had lost a little weight, it seemed he had been exercising recently, but his hair had also thinned out a bit.

"She went to get a beauty treatment." The godfather took a bite of the little pudding popsicle in his hand. "Xiaoyao, Wanyan, want a popsicle?"

He showed no surprise at their arrival, as if they were simply returning to their own home.

"Thank you, but no need," Li Wanyan politely shook her head.

"I want it!" Mo Xueyao said without any hesitation. "Isn't there anything else?"

"Do you want some frozen jelly?"

"Ah, jelly, what kind?" Mo Xueyao said, walking directly to the double-door refrigerator and opening the freezer drawer. "It's a large cup."

“Yes, take it yourself. Each one comes with a spoon, but they might be too hard. You can’t scoop them out with a plastic spoon. You can use a metal spoon. It’s in the kitchen. You know where it is.” The godfather took another bite of the popsicle, but it was so cold that he grimaced. “Sigh, I’m getting old. My teeth can’t handle anything that’s too cold or too hot.”

"Then go see a dentist? They should be able to fix it."

"Never mind, it's nothing serious anyway, and it's not easy to treat. I'll just have to buy some good toothpaste." Godfather looked at Li Wanyan and asked with a smile, "Wanyan, are you really not going to eat it? This little pudding is cheap, but it tastes really good."

“Wanyan got her period today,” Mo Xueyao answered for Li Wanyan. “She can’t eat anything cold.”

"Oh, then drink more hot water. Xiaoyao, you can pour it for her." The godfather twisted his waist. "I have to get back to writing."

"What are you writing now?"

"Government propaganda and stuff like that." Godfather shook his head. "The people under him aren't good enough, so I have to do it myself."

"Section Chief Yu, you shouldn't always make your subordinates do your own work! Abusing your power is not acceptable," Mo Xueyao said with a hint of teasing and sarcasm.

"Oh, right, I bought a new set of DVDs. I couldn't find the Ultraman Gaia you mentioned last time." The godfather threw the wooden stick into the trash can. "It's Ultraman Jack."

"Ah, I've seen quite a few, but never all of them." Mo Xueyao wasn't picky. "Hmm, it's not bad to take a look."

"Alright, you guys go have fun. Help yourselves to whatever you want to eat. The snacks are all on the table and in the cabinet."

"Hmm." Mo Xueyao picked up a cup of jelly without any hesitation and sat comfortably on the sofa in front of the curtain.

A floor fan blew towards them, dispelling the heat.

My godfather's house has a first and second floor connected together. The first floor has almost no windows and therefore little sunlight, which keeps it cool in the summer.

"Xiaoyu, what are you looking at?" Mo Xueyao scooped out some jelly with an iron spoon and put the frozen jelly in her mouth.

The jelly slowly thaws on the tip of your tongue, and when you take a bite, it has a slightly grainy texture with a touch of the jelly's bouncy consistency.

"Ultraman Kuuga," Yu Jinyu replied without looking up.

Li Wanyan poured herself a glass of cold water and sat quietly next to Mo Xueyao, flipping through a large pile of boxed CDs spread out on the sofa.

Some boxes are very thick, clearly containing the entire series, while others are just small, thin trays the size of a palm, obviously containing only one or two episodes, at most seven or eight episodes of a TV series.

Collecting CDs is also a very fulfilling thing.

Just looking at these beautifully packaged boxes is enough to bring joy to one's mind and body.

However, buying so many CDs would cost a lot of money.