A Young Woman's Heart

Huang Yuxi happily accepted the paper bag and took out the earrings inside.

He always wore the earrings, but because they were transparent, they weren't very noticeable.

It seemed to have grown into the flesh, and when it was removed, his expression was contorted with pain.

"Should I do it?" Huang Zhengyang asked, staring at him.

Huang Yuxi shook her head vigorously, like a rattle-drum: "No, brother always uses so much force when he does things, it will hurt!"

"Okay, okay, I just can't control my strength, and I don't feel like I'm using any force at all..." Huang Zhengyang watched for a while, then felt it was a bit of a drag, so he simply went to take a shower.

He showers very quickly; if he's really sleepy, he can finish in a minute, but his younger brother will definitely complain about it then.

Because in just one minute, the sweat odor probably wouldn't be washed away.

A typical shower takes about ten minutes. When he came out, Huang Yuxi finally took off both earrings and was looking in the mirror when she struggled to put the last earring on.

"Yo—"

"ah!"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Huang Yuxi picked up the earring that had fallen to the ground and glared angrily at her brother.

It turns out that I was startled when I put on the earrings, and the clasp poked the flesh of my finger, breaking the skin slightly.

It felt like being pricked by a needle.

"Are you alright?" Huang Zhengyang quickly grabbed a band-aid, but saw his younger brother put his finger in his mouth and wipe it, his expression softening as he gently shook his head.

"I'm a man, this little pain is nothing."

"Hahaha, a man? You're still a long way off!" Huang Zhengyang couldn't help but burst into laughter.

However, Huang Yuxi ignored him at this moment and continued to put on the earrings with great concentration.

It's normal to feel awkward when wearing earrings for the first time, but thankfully I managed to put them on eventually.

A single earring dangled from each earlobe, the yellow gemstone beneath it small yet exquisitely crafted.

Besides, earrings that are too big can look tacky; they need to be small to look classy!

—That's what Huang Zhengyang thinks, anyway.

Huang Yuxi turned her head, her face slightly flushed, and swayed from side to side. The two brothers had lived together for many years, so they naturally had this kind of tacit understanding. Huang Zhengyang also looked around, and even ran far away to see the effect from a distance, and then came closer to examine it for a while: "It's pretty good, very suitable! It just feels... too feminine."

"All handsome men are like this!" Huang Yuxi puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction, defending herself.

"Alright, alright, handsome man, handsome man." He said somewhat perfunctorily, then couldn't help but laugh a few times. "Have you taken a shower? Are you still hungry?"

"I've washed up, I'm not hungry."

"Oh, shall we watch TV then?"

"I don't like the shows my brother watches."

"It's okay, it's okay. There's no football match today. Just watch whatever you like. Uh, how about we watch the movie channel? I don't know which movie is on today."

"Let's go to the movie channel." Huang Yuxi also considered her brother's feelings, since he didn't like watching cartoons and always fell asleep when he did.

There are clearly many wonderful stories to tell.

Perhaps Huang Zhengyang finds it difficult to immerse himself in the visuals of animated films.

The lights in the house were quickly turned off, and the room went dark. The two of them deliberately did not draw the curtains on the French windows, allowing some of the lights of the bustling city in the distance to still shine through the windows.

Perhaps they felt that this way it wouldn't seem so deserted.

If you draw the curtains, you won't feel like you're in a bustling city, but rather like you're in a deserted countryside.

The movie channel hadn't started broadcasting yet; to be precise, the host was introducing the film's strengths and highlights.

It appears to be a war film, shot in the style of a documentary, with a more realistic and, of course, more brutal portrayal than typical films.

This was something Huang Zhengyang was interested in, so he quickly grabbed a can of ice-cold beer from the refrigerator, opened the tab, and placed it beside him. Just as he was about to pick up the beer and take a sip, he found that the can was already empty.

Meanwhile, Huang Yuxi had already sprawled out on the sofa, her two small earrings swaying slightly in the breeze blowing in from the window...

Chapter 127 The Bustling City Center

At eight o'clock in the morning, Mo Xueyao had just opened her eyes when she heard a knock on the door.

She yawned as she walked into the living room, but Li Wanyan had already opened the door.

Good morning, Wanyan. Where's Xiaoyao?

“Here he is…” Mo Xueyao rubbed her eyes and saw her godfather, who seemed to have lost a little weight, standing at the door. “Is today Monday? Don’t you go to work?”

"It's nothing, I'm just on a business trip today."

"So, is it all out?"

"Okay, we can go this afternoon. Come on, let's go! Don't just stay at home playing games all day. I'll take you to the city center!"

"No way? I'm not interested at all..." Mo Xueyao yawned again, "Besides, I haven't had breakfast yet..."

"It's okay, let's eat in the city center. After you wash up, we'll head out. I'll wait for you in the car downstairs."

"Huh? Ah... okay, okay." Seeing that her godfather insisted on taking her out to play, she couldn't refuse his kindness, so she quickly went to the washroom to wash up and then changed into her outdoor clothes.

In such hot weather, it is indeed cooler to wear a skirt, mainly because if the wind blows from below, it will pass over the whole body.

This coolness comes from the inside out, and you can't feel it at all when you're wearing pants.

"Wanyan, did you make breakfast at home?"

"Done."

"Uh—never mind, let's eat it when we get back, for lunch or dinner. Is it mung bean porridge?"

"Okay." Li Wanyan nodded. "I've already put it in the refrigerator."

"Okay, let's go downstairs then. Godfather should already be waiting in the car." Mo Xueyao squatted down and put on her sandals, tapping the ground with her toes to make herself more comfortable.

After going downstairs, I found my godfather's Santana parked there, with hot air coming out of the exhaust pipe. Even just walking past it made my ankles feel hot.

Right now, he's resting his legs on the steering wheel, leisurely listening to the morning radio.

"You're here!" Godfather suddenly sat up straight and pulled his chair forward a little. "Let's go, let's set off."

"Turning on the air conditioning so early in the morning?" Mo Xueyao sat in the passenger seat with practiced ease, while Li Wanyan sat in the back seat.

"Why aren't you turning on the air conditioning in this heat?"

"Ugh, how extravagant. In this weather, it's quite cool to drive around in the wind."

"It's okay, it'll be reimbursed anyway."

"Tch, you're wasting national resources." Mo Xueyao gave him a disdainful look.

Actually, this was just playful banter between him and his godfather.

"It's okay, even if I don't waste it, others will."

"So you should take the lead and start with yourself."

"It's no use, people will just think you're stupid, haha." The godfather laughed, released the handbrake, and slowly stepped on the gas.

"So why are honest people often considered foolish?"

"It's probably because most people act in their own self-interest, and if someone doesn't act in their own self-interest, they'll be considered stupid by others."

"Tch, they're all egoists, yet they despise honest people. It's really strange."

"Haha—that's how it is, Xiaoyao, don't be so cynical. You'll understand when you grow up."

Mo Xueyao pursed her lips and looked out the window: "Even when I grow up, I won't be that kind of person. At the very least, I should have a clear conscience, right?"

"Oh dear, the way you put it, it sounds like Godfather is about to be embarrassed, hahaha—there's no way around it, the environment really does change a person."

“In a group of criminals, if you don’t commit crimes, others will be wary of you, and it will be difficult for you to integrate into the group,” Li Wanyan said calmly.

"Although it uses criminals as a metaphor, it's quite apt." The godfather nodded thoughtfully. "It seems you know a lot about this place, Wanyan."

"It's just that I personally experienced some things." She gently shook her head, leaned against the window, rested her chin on her hand, and watched the surrounding scenery slowly recede into the distance.

Traffic jams were rare in Hangzhou during that era, except in the city center.

Because the roads here are narrow, and in many places there is only one-way traffic, you have to take a detour to get through, which is very troublesome.

With so many cars and pedestrians on the road, plus the traffic lights every two or three hundred meters, it felt like my godfather barely stepped on the gas pedal and was just coasting forward.

Finally, the car arrived at its destination and parked in the underground parking lot.

Since we arrived early, there was no need to worry about finding a parking space.

"Let's go shopping at Yintai first."

"So, why did Godfather suddenly want to go shopping? Godmother isn't here, so why are you so eager to go?"

"Haha, of course it's to buy you guys some clothes."

"Huh?" Mo Xueyao scratched her head. "We have plenty of clothes. Mom often buys clothes for us. You don't need to buy any more. It's a waste of money. Besides, do you even know how to pick out clothes?"

"I don't know how. You can just choose whatever you like."

"I'm not interested..." Mo Xueyao muttered softly.

The godfather laughed heartily, patting her on the back: "Haha, actually, it's the director's daughter's birthday coming up soon, so I came to see if I had any suitable gifts for her. I also brought you two out to buy some things, since school starts soon, so let's buy some new clothes."

Mo Xueyao bumped her head against her godfather's arm: "What's the point of buying it? It's just a school uniform! Besides, our school uniform is pretty good-looking."

"Then wear it during your vacation."

"Then we'll have to buy autumn clothes." Mo Xueyao yawned. "Phew, anyway, I'm not good at picking clothes, you can ask Wanyan later."

"Okay, what's wrong? Didn't sleep well last night?"

"No, I've probably been sleeping too much lately, and I'm always feeling sleepy."

"Hahaha, how could this happen?"

"How would I know?" she said, yawning again.