A Young Woman's Heart

"It's a bit serious. Your wrist was cut by something sharp, and you'll have to stay in the hospital for a while."

"That could affect hand function later on."

"I hope it won't have any impact; the doctor said it's not too serious."

“That’s a bit serious.” Mr. Xue keenly sensed the implied meaning in the words.

Chinese people tend to prefer compromises and often speak very tactfully.

"It's alright... cough!" Mo Xueyao didn't want to hear Mr. Xue say that, and sat down in her seat somewhat unhappily.

Hua Yinyin, who often arrives at school early because of band practice, rushed into the classroom shortly afterward.

"Little Yaoyao! Hmm, you brought the electronic keyboard."

"Hmm, but I don't think I'm in the mood today..."

"Well, how is Wanyan?"

"There shouldn't be any problems, just recover well."

"Let's go see her after school, and we'll take everyone with us."

"Eh? Let's see what the other people think."

"Don't worry, everyone will definitely go see it." Hua Yinyin looked confident. "Let's go to the band room first? Practicing a bit should cheer us up."

"Hmm... okay." After Li Wanyan left, Mo Xueyao subconsciously took Hua Yinyin as her pillar of support. Although she always seemed unreliable, her confident demeanor made it easy for people to subconsciously approach her.

"Xiaoxue, come along too, let's go."

“Okay.” Mr. Xue picked up his bamboo flute and followed the two of them toward the band room.

"Little Yaoyao... uh, never mind, let's practice on our own." Seeing that Mo Xueyao was completely absent-minded, Hua Yinyin could only say this, letting her play the piano haphazardly by herself.

Mo Xueyao had no sheet music in her mind at all. She just played whichever note matched her mood, which was almost like playing randomly. The only difference was that she had a little basic knowledge, so it wasn't so bad that people had to cover their ears. Some of the melodies that came to her mind were surprisingly quite nice.

"Good morning, everyone's here." Mo Zhuyou and Wang Jiale walked into the band room at about the same time. "Hey, what is Xiaoyao playing? Sometimes there's a melody, sometimes there isn't."

"She's pressing buttons randomly."

"What's wrong with her? She seems distracted." Wang Jiale curiously moved closer to Mo Xueyao, staring at her expressionless face for a long time. "Xiaoyao? Xiaoyao? Xiaoyao?"

"Um... what's wrong?" She finally snapped out of her daze.

"Here, have a croissant. It's filled with red bean paste." Wang Jiale handed over his breakfast.

"Uh... I've already eaten."

"What's wrong? You don't seem to be in a good mood?"

"Hmm..." Mo Xueyao looked at Wang Jiale and felt as if she had returned to the time when she first entered school and was her deskmate.

"Xiaoyao got her period?" Mo Zhuyou vaguely remembered that her period should have started around this time this month. The reason she remembered was mainly because they both got their periods around the same time last month.

"Uh... they haven't arrived yet." Mo Xueyao paused for a moment. "What's the date today?"

It's already October 1st.

"It might be a little delayed, that's normal, no need to worry too much, right? Or does Xiaoyao think she's pregnant, pfft?" Mo Zhuyou covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Huh? Xiaoyao has found a boyfriend too?" Wang Jiale's eyes widened.

Hua Yinyin didn't rush to explain, but instead teased, "Lele, is your menstrual cycle regular? Could you be the one who got pregnant first?"

"W-what?!" Wang Jiale had been influenced by Hua Yinyin and the others for a whole year; it would be strange if she still didn't understand those kinds of things between men and women. "No way! How could that be!"

"Hey, from what you're saying, didn't you go out together? And you even slept in the same room?" Hua Yinyin chuckled. "When a man and a woman are alone in a room, shouldn't something happen? Like, maybe something like a little spark?"

No! He sleeps on the floor!

"Oh...what a good man..." Hua Yinyin said with a regretful expression, finally remembering to explain Mo Xueyao's low spirits, "Actually, it's because..."

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Chapter 104 Starting Tomorrow, I'll Be on Duty

"Ahem, quiet down for a moment. Hua Yinyin, go back to your seats. Morning reading time is on hold for a bit." Ye Wen stood on the podium. "You all probably heard last week that our class will be on duty next week. However, because of the National Day holiday, we only have three school days this week. After the school's adjustment, our class will start on duty from Thursday, and continue on duty next Monday until the end of next Friday."

In reality, it just means the duty period was extended by two days.

Although everyone felt a bit unlucky, they weren't particularly bothered by it.

Some people even felt excited about being able to exercise their duty for two more days.

"Why isn't the class monitor here today?" Ye Wen's gaze fell on the seat next to Lu Chengyuan behind Mo Xueyao, where Li Wanyan's seat was, but her chair was still upside down on the table.

"Ah Wen, it's like this!" Hua Yinyin had Mo Xiaoxiao hand over the note she had already written.

"Hmm? Hmm... I see..." Ye Wen nodded. "I understand. In that case, the vice class monitor will be in charge of the duty roster."

“Okay.” Mr. Xue nodded, as if he had expected this.

That's the role of the deputy squad leader. When the squad leader is around, he basically doesn't have to do anything. But if the squad leader isn't there, then he has to take on the main responsibility.

"And Cha Li, you should help out too."

"OK~" Cha Li, who was both the discipline committee member and the study committee member, was not surprised by this. She knew that she and Li Wanyan usually cooperated more often than the class monitor and vice monitor.

In a sense, she is more like the vice class monitor.

"According to the positions in the booklet, assign responsibilities to each student." Ye Wen placed two documents in front of Mr. Xue. "When school ends this afternoon, the class next door will bring over armbands and other items for handover. You need to count the quantity and make sure everything is correct before ending the handover. If anything is missing, you need to report it to the school office in advance."

“Okay.” Mr. Xue wrote all of this down.

Ye Wen wasn't worried about Mr. Xue handling the matter; in her eyes, he and Li Wanyan were equally meticulous.

"Alright everyone, let's continue with our morning reading. There's no morning meeting today."

It seems that school will resume as usual after the National Day holiday.

The morning meeting will have to wait until next week.

The class schedule is also based on Wednesdays.

The first class in the morning was English. Today, Wang Qianyu wore a bright red evening gown, which looked exceptionally vibrant.

For the first five minutes, many people's attention was on her, not on what she was saying...

Of course, these unfocused individuals probably wouldn't have paid attention to the lecture even if she hadn't been wearing such brightly colored clothes.

Mo Xueyao seemed a little absent-minded. Lu Chengyuan gently poked her back, and after she leaned back a little, she asked softly, "Xiaoyao, what's wrong with the class monitor?"

"...Let's talk about it after class." Mo Xueyao wasn't in the mood to explain.

Aishuer glanced at her a few more times and handed her a talisman made of brown paper: "This is a magic talisman I made myself. It can bring good luck."

“Uh…” Although she felt that Ashley was sometimes too superstitious, she still accepted the kindness.

At this moment, she was worried about whether Li Wanyan could go to the toilet by herself and whether her mother would bring the food over in time.

When the nurse helps her, does Li Wanyan feel particularly embarrassed?

Won't it be lonely to be there all by myself?

Speaking of which, she mentioned today that she was going to bring a novel with her, and that she would have to go to the library to exchange it for some books after school.

In Mo Xueyao's memory, Li Wanyan seemed to prefer reading romance novels?

Anyway, she had no interest in martial arts novels.

Even if it's not a romance, it should at least be a modern story.

She does read a little science fiction, but mostly the kind of novels that use science fiction as a facade while having philosophy or satire as their core...

"Mo Xueyao, don't get distracted in class."

"Well!"

She quickly tried to focus, but her attention wandered again after staring at the blackboard for only a short time.

The main reason was that she had already previewed all of this material, and with Li Wanyan on her mind, it was inevitable that she couldn't concentrate for long.

Seeing this, Wang Qianyu made her stand up and answer questions a few more times, but seeing that she could answer correctly every time, she stopped bothering her after that.

Anyway, I was just distracted and it didn't affect anyone else.

Gao Yuan didn't know if he hadn't slept well last night, because even the dazzling Wang Qianyu couldn't attract his attention. He kept nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and finally, halfway through the class, he couldn't hold on and collapsed onto the table.

"Knock knock." A moment later, there was a knock on the window, and Duanmu Ji, who was standing next to Gao Yuan, quickly nudged his arm.

The head of student affairs, who often patrolled the corridor, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and stared intently at Gao Yuan.

"Ahem..." Gao Yuan shuddered, gave an awkward smile, and quickly pretended to be studying very seriously.

But once the head of student affairs had walked away, he started to feel drowsy again.

"Gao Yuan—stand up, don't sleep! How can you fall asleep with such a beautiful English teacher standing in front of you?" Wang Qianyu teased him as she walked to his side, which drew laughter from the other students.

The class continued, and before we knew it, the morning had passed.

The passage of time today felt both fast and slow to Mo Xueyao, creating a unique contradiction.

During the lunch break, she went to the band practice room, but she just stared blankly at the keyboard in front of her. Eventually, she simply sat at a desk and drank tea for the whole afternoon until the bell rang for the lunch break, which startled her awake—as if she had been startled, she shuddered.

"Little Yaoyao, why are you so absent-minded? Wanyan is still here, she just suffered a minor injury. You're acting like she's already passed away."

"Huh? Eh?" Mo Xueyao slapped her forehead. "It's just that I'm a little worried..."

“You’re not just ‘a little bit’,” Hua Yinyin pouted jealously. “If I were the one lying in the hospital bed, would you be so worried?”

“Of course not,” Mo Xueyao replied quickly.

"Pfft." Wang Jiale couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Oh dear, Yaoyao is going too far!"

"Stop fooling around..." Mo Xueyao laughed along with her.

"Are we still practicing after school this afternoon?" Mo Zhuyou peeked out from behind the drum set. "Or are we going straight to see the class monitor?"

"Of course we should go see Wanyan directly." Hua Yinyin pinched Mo Xueyao's cheek. "Look at her, she's not even in the mood to practice anymore."

"Tsk." Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes. "I'll have to borrow books later, otherwise Wanyan will be too bored there."