A Young Woman's Heart

It was as if it were praising the beautiful night scene.

It was getting late, and there weren't many students still wandering outside.

The stairwell was quiet, with only dim lighting for company.

As soon as I reached the fourth floor, I saw Wang Jiale carrying a bass bag and walking out of the innermost room.

"Huh? Tongjue, you just got back from outside?"

"Hmm..." Sanhua Tongjue subconsciously covered her cheeks, "Have you... taken a shower?"

"I've already showered, and Cheng Yuan should have finished showering a long time ago too." She said, pushing open the door to the room next to 407. "You haven't showered yet, have you?"

"Ah."

"Go take a shower, it's time to go to bed." She said, yawning halfway, but the rest of the yawn didn't come out, and she kept rubbing her nose because she felt uncomfortable.

Nine o'clock isn't too late in the city, but it's already late at night in the countryside.

People are always influenced by their environment; in this kind of place, even drowsiness comes earlier than usual.

Lu Chengyuan slept on the top bunk. She was already asleep, hugging her pillow, and drool was still dripping out of her mouth.

Wang Jiale quietly lay down on the lower bunk, then wrapped herself up like a meat floss roll, hiding everything except her head inside.

"Well, I'm going to take a shower..."

"Mmm, I'm going to sleep now—" Wang Jiale felt the urge again, and this time she finally managed to give a full yawn, which made her close her eyes contentedly, and she fell into a deep sleep a few seconds later.

Sanhua Tongjue suppressed her restless heart and went into the bathroom.

The splashing water stopped after a short while.

But she stayed inside for a long time without coming out.

Almost all the lights in the entire apartment building were turned off, and the homeroom teachers of each class began to patrol the dormitories, urging the students who had not yet rested to go to sleep.

The teachers have spare keys to each room, so there's no need to worry about knocking and waking the students.

"Click...creak..." After a slight sound of a key turning, the door was gently pushed open.

Ye Wen walked in from outside, glanced at the bathroom where the light was still on, and said softly, "Go to bed early after you take a shower."

“Hmm…” Sanhua Tongjue’s voice came in a muffled tone, carrying a hint of embarrassment and shyness.

Then, she went into the bedroom, and after confirming that the other two were asleep, she slowly left the room and closed the door.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom again, followed by a long silence.

If someone were waiting outside, they would assume that no one was inside, and that someone had simply forgotten to turn off the lights before leaving.

Finally, all the lights in the apartment building went out.

Sanhua Tongjue let out a suppressed groan and a muffled moan. After a while, the sound of water came from the washroom for the third time.

This time the sound of water was slightly quieter, but it lasted a little longer.

A few minutes later, she came out of there, her face flushed.

Even in the city, this is already considered late at night.

At this moment, Sanhua Tongjue looked as if she had just taken a sauna. Not only her face, but her entire body was flushed and radiating a faint white mist.

It also made her skin look more delicate and alluring than usual.

Unfortunately, at this moment, the only thing that could appreciate her was the moonlight that enveloped her.

What was left for Sanhua Tongjue was the single bed, which was slightly more spacious than the bunk bed and the mattress was also softer.

But it's far inferior to even Wang Jiale's Simmons mattress, let alone hers.

At this moment, she had no interest in the bed. After lying down, she buried herself completely under the covers, fidgeting restlessly with her legs tucked together. It took her a long time to finally calm down.

The dead of night is always filled with mysterious fantasies. If everyone's dreams are the same, then what would the world in dreams be like?

No, never mind.

If dreams could truly communicate with each other, it probably wouldn't be a good thing.

Just as it's not necessarily a good thing if a person's thoughts are completely transparent.

Dreams are often offensive to others, so it's best if only you know them.

In the quiet night, Mo Xueyao, who was lying on the upper bunk, suddenly felt the whole bed shaking, and then she saw Hua Yinyin's round face appear in front of her.

"Little Yaoyao~ Hehe..."

"I knew it..." Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes, muttered, and turned over, simply ignoring her.

The latter didn't do anything strange; he simply hugged her like an octopus and then fell asleep again.

The first day was filled with a lot of work, and for many students who don't usually get much exercise, this was probably the easiest night to fall asleep in recent days.

Even Li Hongran and her friends, who had originally planned to eat snacks and play cards in the evening, escaped to bed to avoid the teacher's inspection, but they didn't expect to sleep until dawn.

Before the sun had even risen, a loud rooster crowed in the distance, followed by a chorus of crowings, interspersed with a few clear barks of dogs.

Huang Yuxi was startled awake from his dream. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in bed. Instinctively, he wanted to find his brother. When he saw the unfamiliar room, he remembered that he was in the apartment at the agricultural training base.

He stared blankly at the ceiling for several minutes before he could remember what had happened last night.

I only remember that I seemed to fall asleep at the end, so I must have been taken back to my room by someone else?

He touched his clothes and realized they were the new clothes he planned to wear on his last day before returning home.

This means that someone has already changed his clothes.

I don't know who switched it...

His little face turned slightly red.

Whether it was a boy or a girl, it made him feel somewhat awkward, and he could only hope in his heart that the teacher had helped him change...

The discomfort I felt yesterday has disappeared, and I wonder if it's thanks to those few sips of warm miso soup.

It was still early, and the apartment building remained quiet. The farmers, however, had already gotten up. Some were eating breakfast outside, while others were visiting each other's rooms to say hello.

A tractor drove into the open space where parking was possible from a distance, and baskets were unloaded, the steaming buns inside still inside.

This must be the breakfast prepared in advance for the students.

Huang Yuxi took a deep breath of the fresh morning air and walked into the living room.

When he saw the wrinkled clothes hanging there, he couldn't help but pause for a moment.

Surprisingly, someone even washed his clothes for him.

The way he washed and dried the clothes was exactly the same as when he first learned to wash clothes.

The suds that weren't rinsed off have dried, leaving a few white marks.

Huang Yuxi moved a stool over, stood on tiptoe to take the clothes down, and found that the smell of sweat inside had not yet been washed away.

Obviously, these clothes need to be washed again.

He had originally planned to go out for a walk in the morning, but he had no choice but to walk into the bathroom. The quiet of the floor was broken by the sound of him washing clothes with a scrubbing brush.

Soon after, the apartment building gradually became lively.

Without the ubiquitous noise of the city, most people are getting a good night's sleep.

So even if I get up early, I don't seem to feel very sleepy.

Perhaps this is a case of how the environment shapes the people.

It seems there's a reason why it's always so hard to get up early in the mornings when living in the city...

After washing the clothes, Huang Yuxi stepped back onto the stool and hung them up on tiptoe, when the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Xiaoxi, are you awake...?"

"Huh?!" Huang Yuxi was startled and lost her balance, falling directly to the ground.

"boom!"

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Chapter Seventy-Two Turning the Soil

"Achoo!" Mo Xueyao sneezed loudly, waking up from her dream.

As for what dream I had just had, I completely forgot about it the moment I sneezed.

She felt a chill on her body, and upon closer inspection, she discovered that Hua Yinyin had taken all the bedding and was now hugging it tightly, seemingly mistaking it for her in her dream.

The autumn nights in the countryside were still a bit chilly. Luckily, Hua Yinyin took away the bedding just before dawn, otherwise Mo Xueyao would have definitely caught a cold.

Even now, my nose feels a little itchy, and my throat hurts a little when I swallow.

"Yinyin—" Mo Xueyao grabbed her cheek and snatched the blanket back. "You should at least bring your own blanket with you!"

"Mmm, little Yao Yao is delicious..."

"..." Mo Xueyao looked at her, who was still asleep, and was so angry that she covered her face with the blankets until the latter was finally awakened by the feeling of suffocation.

"Huff huff huff... What's wrong... Little Yao Yao, what's wrong!"

"You have the nerve to ask?" Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes at her. "Not only did you climb into my bed at night, but you also stole my blanket. I feel like I'm about to catch a cold, you know that—ahhh—achoo!"

As they were talking, Mo Xueyao sneezed loudly again, feeling as if she was about to choke her heart out.

It felt as if her blood had been drained in the previous second, only to flow back into her body after the sneeze ended.

"Hehe, I just had a good dream. When I bit Little Yaoyao, she suddenly became very, very big, and I couldn't breathe for a moment."

"Huh? Huh? What? What did you bite?!" Mo Xueyao covered her forehead. "What terrible dreams did you have?!"

"What? I mean when I bit Xiaoyao's arm, Xiaoyao suddenly turned into a giant, and I couldn't let go, so I felt like I was about to suffocate."

"That's because I covered your face with the blanket earlier..."

"Oh, so Yaoyao wants to murder her husband!"

"First, you deserve it; second, you're not even her husband!"