A Young Woman's Heart

"Hmm." Huang Yuxi hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly, and strode over to her side. "Don't be nervous."

"Hmm..." Sanhua Tongjue's expression froze for a moment, then her muscles tensed up suddenly. In fact, she was really nervous at this moment because Huang Yuxi was standing right next to her. At such a close distance, she could smell the faint milky scent on the other person.

Even Mo Xueyao now doesn't have that flavor anymore; only the fragrance of fresh flowers and fruits remains.

"What would you like to eat?"

"Hmm, either way is fine." Sanhua Tongjue turned her head slightly, but her eyes kept glancing at him. They were clearly deskmates, so why was she so nervous when they met outside?

Is there any difference?

Mo Xueyao, standing to the side, was completely baffled.

"Women's hearts are so hard to understand," she murmured. Only Li Wanyan, who was standing nearby, heard her. The latter chuckled lightly but did not comment.

"How about we have pork crackling noodles?" Huang Zhengyang suggested, and then led everyone to a small noodle shop that looked simple but was clean.

So-called lard residue is the waste left over from rendering lard. It was originally useless, but people couldn't bear to waste it, so they developed various ways to eat it.

Some were kept to be used in porridge, while others were stir-fried and added to noodles.

That's how pork crackling noodles came about.

It is actually a microcosm of that impoverished era.

Back then, let alone meat, even pork cracklings were a rare treat.

In the days when meat was scarce, adding some pork cracklings to noodles to enhance the meaty flavor was the greatest treat.

Some people prefer the texture of pork cracklings, which made this type of noodle popular, and it is still loved by many people even today.

"You guys can order whatever you want, I'll order first." Huang Zhengyang was already starving. As soon as he walked into the noodle shop, he shouted, "Boss! One bowl of pork intestine and pork crackling noodles, plus one more fried egg!"

The term "add one" means adding an extra serving of noodles. In some places, it's one yuan, so it's also considered as adding one yuan for noodles.

However, the extra one here only costs 50 cents, and the quantity is quite large.

"I'll have the pickled mustard tuber and shredded pork noodles with fried pork cracklings," Mo Xueyao said, choosing the cheapest option.

"Pork kidney noodles with fried pork cracklings!" Wang Jiale likes to eat this.

“I also have pickled mustard tuber, shredded pork, and pork cracklings.” Li Wanyan chose the same one as Mo Xueyao.

"Well……"

"Want me to order for you?" Huang Yuxi sat down next to Sanhua Tongjue. The atmosphere between the two seemed quite good, making it difficult for others to interrupt.

"Okay." For some reason, after sitting down, Sanhua Tongjue seemed to relax a bit and was no longer as uneasy as before.

"Brother, two servings of mushroom, shredded pork, and pork crackling noodles, please."

"Mushroom and shredded pork? Or should we get something a bit more expensive? Like pork liver or pork kidney and intestines?"

Does Tongjue eat internal organs?

"I don't really like it..."

"that's all."

"Okay, boss, two more servings of mushroom and shredded pork, and everyone's noodles should have pork cracklings!"

"Okay, please have a seat. It won't be up for a while."

"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work."

Everyone quickly sat down. Huang Zhengyang and Mo Xueyao sat together, while Sanhua Tongjue and Huang Yuxi sat at another table.

For some reason, it seems like there's already a hint of sweetness in their relationship...

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Chapter Thirty: Five Dragons Coiling Around the Pillar

On Saturday, Zhou Yong's parents were not home.

It was a peaceful day.

After suppressing his emotions for so long, he finally has a chance to release them.

"Ahem." Zhou Yong coughed twice, closed the door, and locked it again, though no one was home.

Then he sat down at the computer, looked at the sunlight bathing him, and then at the open window of another building not far away, and then casually drew the curtains closed.

Only a few rays of light were allowed to shine into the room through the cracks.

The computer screen of the big-headed man was emitting a faint glow. The mouse was hovering over a forum interface. Through many replies and posts, his level had risen quite high.

Don't be fooled by his posts, which are all serious discussions about current events; his replies are anything but serious.

The main problem is that the things he reads on this forum are quite inappropriate...

"Brother Chan hasn't posted lately, is he too busy?" Zhou Yong opened his following list, clicked on Tian Ting Chan's avatar, and found that there were no new posts. The most recent one was a discussion about rumors that the United States might be researching a new virus.

Then, he clicked on the post by the user with the ID 'Silver Girl'.

She's quite famous on this forum, known for her high-quality and prolific output of pictures that are popular with the public.

Although many recent pictures include cute boys, many people still like them, and they have skewed the atmosphere of the entire forum, even creating a small wave in this small place that says "as long as the boy is cute, it's fine."

Of course, these are all Zhou Yong's spiritual nourishment.

Well, he's already a high school sophomore, so there's bound to be times when he needs to take care of his physical needs, right?

But it's not very convenient when my parents are home; I can only do these things secretly when they're not home.

Besides this famous artist, there are many other artists on the forum, all of whom are quite good. Zhou Yong followed all the ones he liked and would check out their new posts whenever he needed to.

If all else fails, you can look at older posts.

The pictures are of course of people who are not wearing clothes, or in a very seductive way.

Well, after seeing so many of them, Zhou Yong also gets the feeling that cute boys are pretty good too.

Of course, this only applies to anime images; if it were a real person, it would probably be unacceptable.

However, even if he is a cute boy, he probably wouldn't like him in real life, right?

Zhou Yong chuckled to himself, calmed himself, and began his weekly Five Dragons Coiling Around the Pillar exercise.

Although you can do without looking at the pictures, it gives you a better feel for it!

Moreover, without looking at the picture, one might easily think of pretty girls in the class, such as Mo Xueyao, or Tian Tingchan, who is close to them.

In that case, the feeling of emptiness will be particularly intense when everything is over.

If you entrust your emotions to a virtual world, you won't feel so empty.

I just feel a little tired, but sometimes I actually enjoy it.

This is the daily life of an ordinary boy.

Actually, ordinary people like him are often the easiest to satisfy.

As long as he has enough to eat and a clean place to live, it doesn't matter if he doesn't have a girlfriend. He won't seek revenge on society because he can satisfy his pent-up desires simply by using his hands.

Think about it carefully, the accumulation of desires can be completely released with just your hands. Is there anything purer than that?

It's like a piece of raw jade; even if it gets dusty, a gentle blow will make it flawless again.

All of the above were things Zhou Yong overheard Ma Jia bragging to others during PE class. As for whether they were fallacies or truths, he had no idea.

"Phew...it lasted a bit shorter than last time..." Zhou Yong pulled out several tissues with some concern. "Could it be because it's happening too frequently...uh..."

Men, you know, always have all sorts of worries.

Especially in terms of one's stamina.

You say that length and size are hard to change, but endurance can be trained—at least that's what most people think.

Zhou Yong decided in his heart that he should restrain himself and not do this kind of thing again this month. Otherwise, if he found a girlfriend but it was over in three minutes, wouldn't he be dumped?

However, this determination was only particularly strong at the very beginning of the process.

By the next weekend, he had completely forgotten about his decision.

"Ah—time to take a shower." After wiping the soiled areas clean, Zhou Yong walked into the bathroom. Every time he took a shower afterward, he always felt particularly enjoyable. Every pore on his body opened up, and he felt as if he had suddenly become pure and flawless.

Although when he looked in the mirror, he was still that ordinary guy who had recently gained some weight.

"What kind of man can marry a girl like Mo Xueyao?" Zhou Yong asked himself. "Maybe only someone like Xiaoxue has a chance? Sigh... Who would be worthy of Brother Chan...? At the very least, he has to be handsome and a little rich. Anyway, that person won't be me."

Zhou Yong ruffled his hair, didn't bother to dry it with a hairdryer, and sat down in front of the computer again. Then, with a 'whoosh,' he pulled open the curtains.

On the forum webpage that was still open, the message bar started flashing.

It was a private message from "Ginniang-chan".

"You always reply to every new post, and you're quite serious about it."

"Ahem!" Zhou Yong replied with a slightly embarrassed tone, feeling a little excited, because this was the first time someone had taken the initiative to message him privately.

"Looks like you're one of my loyal fans?"

In fact, Zhou Yong really wanted to say that he was just a loyal 'lecher', but in the end, of course, he didn't reply like that.

"Haha, I guess so? Actually, I've always had a question: are you a man or a woman?"

"It's a woman!"

"Wow……"

Is that strange?

"without."

Zhou Yong replied, but felt even more excited inside.

Think about it, when a beautiful female artist is drawing that kind of picture, is she also naked?

After all, you need to consider your own experience firsthand...

"To thank you... and mainly because I'm bored, I can draw one for you. What kind of girl do you want?"

"Wow, really?"