A Young Woman's Heart

"Sarcastic and unpleasant."

"No, really no." Mo Xueyao's face was full of innocence.

Li Wanyan's left hand was already quite fluent, but Mo Xueyao remembered something else and suddenly sat up, saying to Lu Chengyuan beside her, "Oh, right, Chengyuan, let's take a bath together today? Wanyan is in your care."

"Huh, am I supposed to do it again?" Lu Chengyuan looked at her curiously. "Is Xiaoyao really that afraid of giving the class monitor a bath?"

"What do you mean by being afraid... I just, uh, I just find it troublesome..." Mo Xueyao looked up at the sky, awkwardly fidgeting with her fingers. What she was thinking was written all over her face, impossible to hide.

"It's okay, I can manage on my own now."

"Oh, that won't do. You still need someone with you. It's very inconvenient to use only one hand... It would be terrible if something happened. The wound has only healed halfway. Wanyan, you don't want to prolong the recovery time, do you?" Mo Xueyao coughed and gave Li Wanyan a look.

The latter, of course, knew why she was shy, but Lu Chengyuan was unaware of this, so she simply curled the corners of her lips slightly and said softly to Lu Chengyuan, "Then I'll have to trouble you again tonight."

"It's okay, taking a bath with the class monitor is quite fun! Besides, you tutored me in my studies, so it's an equal exchange."

"Hmm, hiring a tutor isn't that cheap."

"Is Xiaoyao really that greedy?"

"No! I was just saying it casually!" Mo Xueyao coughed twice and lay back down in the chair.

The sun was exceptionally warm today, and with the gentle rocking of the chair, drowsiness crept in without my noticing.

She couldn't help but think back to that Tuesday night—

……

We had just graduated from school and practiced until dark again. By the time we got home and had dinner, it was already eight o'clock.

Mo Xueyao and Li Wanyan took their clothes and prepared to go to their godfather's house to take a bath. Since Lu Chengyuan did not return to the fruit shop that day, they planned to ask Yu Jinyu for help.

Although she is only in elementary school, she should be able to help a little.

As for this choice, Li Wanyan and Mo Xueyao were actually both aware of it without saying a word.

She knew this secret, didn't she?

Even if she herself doesn't mind, Mo Xueyao will definitely feel shy.

It's important to know that the few times Mo Xueyao took a bath with a girl, it was almost always out of necessity, and the person who forced their way into her bathroom was always Hua Yinyin...

And it's not as simple as just taking a bath together. If necessary, you even have to help wash her whole body, including areas like her chest, and then you'll have to look into each other's eyes.

Just thinking about it made Mo Xueyao so embarrassed she could dig a house out of her fingers.

In fact, feelings are sometimes very subtle. Even though she and Li Wanyan were already very close, to the point of being inseparable, she would feel ten times more awkward doing this kind of thing than taking a bath with Hua Yinyin.

As for the reason, even she herself probably can't figure it out.

"Godfather?"

"Oh my, have you had dinner yet?"

"You gained weight from eating," Mo Xueyao poked his stomach. "You've gotten fatter again?"

"Yeah, I don't think I'm going to lose this weight." The godfather shrugged. "Want to come take a bath?"

"Hmm, where's Xiaoyu?"

"Xiaoyu went to her piano lesson today and hasn't come back yet."

"Ah...did she go out?" Mo Xueyao scratched her head awkwardly, glancing back at Li Wanyan who was putting on her slippers. "Um...will she be back soon?"

"Good morning. We have to practice until 10 o'clock today."

"So late? They're only in elementary school, isn't that too much work?" Mo Xueyao exclaimed.

"Well, there's no way around it. If you want to be successful, you have to learn more."

“If everyone wants to be superior, who will be inferior?” Mo Xueyao retorted.

"Haha, so I hope everyone can be equal, but I'm afraid we won't see that in our lifetime."

"Wanyan..."

"Hello, Uncle." Li Wanyan greeted her godfather first, then gently smoothed her long hair with her left hand. "I'll wash it myself."

"Is your injury any better?" the godfather asked. "I heard from Ali that you can move your right hand, right?"

"It can move."

"That's good. There might be some aftereffects in the future, so be careful."

"Mm." Li Wanyan nodded gently, picked up her clothes, and walked towards the washroom.

"Xiaoyao, can she manage on her own?" Her godfather put his arm around her shoulder and asked close to her ear.

"Ugh, godfather, your breath smells like smoke..." Mo Xueyao retreated to the side in disgust. "It should... be okay, right? After all, I used to be a boy, it wouldn't be appropriate for me to shower with her, would it?"

"What's the big deal? You should forget about the past. Why are you still thinking about it?" her godfather said earnestly, pushing her to the bathroom door. "Go help. It would be bad if something really happened."

"what……"

Seeing that she was still hesitating, her godfather opened the door, turned his head to the other side, and pushed Mo Xueyao inside.

"Ah, Wanyan...!" Li Wanyan was brushing her teeth in front of the mirror when she saw a grown man stagger in, and the bathroom door was slammed shut.

"What's wrong."

"Well... I was worried about you being alone, so I came to help..."

"Shall we shower together?"

"Let me wash you first, I'll leave it like this for now."

'Like this' means that she is wearing clothes, but she won't take them off yet.

Anyway, she was going to take a shower, so it didn't matter if her clothes got wet. It was better than both of them being completely naked.

Although my godfather's house has a direct-flow shower head, if you want to wash every part of your body, you still have to use a small shower head to spray each spot individually.

Having had the experience of bathing with Hua Yinyin, she wasn't particularly nervous when actually facing Li Wanyan, who was completely naked. However, her gaze kept wandering elsewhere, and she didn't dare to look directly at her.

"Yaoyao, please help me wrap my right wrist." The bandage on my right wrist was a new dressing I got at the nearby community hospital; if it got wet, I'd have to reapply it.

"Okay, good..." Mo Xueyao's gaze was fixed on her wrist as she carefully wrapped the plastic bag around it and tied two knots tightly. "Phew, all done."

As soon as she looked up, she saw that Li Wanyan's brows were slightly furrowed.

Does it hurt?

"It's alright." Li Wanyan took a deep breath and licked her teeth with her tongue. "I can't use my right hand at all."

"Uh... what about the left hand?"

"I'm a little unbalanced." Li Wanyan propped herself up on the tiles next to her and sat on a small plastic stool. Now she looked like a big, naked white worm.

"so……"

"Ah."

“Okay…” Mo Xueyao swallowed, stepped back a little, and tried to make her pupils unfocused—in other words, she was cross-eyed—and started washing her up. Then she had to apply shower gel. Although Li Wanyan would apply some herself, she still had to do it for places like the back.

She closed her eyes, but the sensation became even clearer.

Li Wanyan's back was not as smooth as it looked.

If you touch it carefully, you will find some concave or convex parts.

She secretly opened her eyes and looked closely, discovering that those were wounds that seemed to have healed many years ago...

"What's wrong?" Li Wanyan noticed Mo Xueyao's pause and smiled with relief. "Those are from when I was whipped before."

"Wow... so many! That's ruthless! Did your dad do all of this?"

"Ah."

"Damn... this is so unmanly!" Mo Xueyao complained indignantly, and the awkward atmosphere seemed to ease a lot, but when she saw the front, she quickly closed her eyes.

……

Chapter 115 Weekly Class Summary

On Monday morning, the national flag was flying high, fluttering in the wind.

The golden-red sun, like autumn leaves, also shone on the earth.

The spacious playground was filled with students.

"Next, please welcome the class representative from last week's duty class to speak." The head teacher pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses, stepped aside, and then Li Wanyan, whose wrist was still bandaged, stepped up the steps.

She casually let her right hand hang down on her outside thigh, making no attempt to conceal it, while holding a manuscript in her left hand, she read earnestly: "Dear students and teachers, good morning. Time flies, and the end of the month is just around the corner. The autumn winds have already blown, and the winter snow is not far away. However, we have only taken a small step forward on the road of learning. I hope that you students can continue to persevere..."

Compared to the formulaic openings of other classes' weekly duty summaries, Li Wanyan's was clearly more artistic, which surprised many students.

Of course, the summary section at the end is the same old thing.

"Regarding discipline, some classes do not have morning reading sessions, and they always like to keep their eyes open when doing eye exercises..."

"Regarding hygiene..."

Regarding appearance and demeanor...

"The following are last week's winning classes: Grade 11: Classes 1, 2, 4, and 5; Grade 12..."

After the weekly duty summary, there are things like speeches under the national flag and teacher summaries.

Although it was only once a week, after being a student for so many years, I was so tired of hearing it that I didn't wake up until the athletes' march started playing. I was instantly energized.

As soon as she returned to the classroom, Ye Wen beckoned Li Wanyan over: "Our school plans to hold a sports meet on the 2nd and 3rd of next month. Wanyan, you, the vice class monitor, and the sports committee member should complete the registration forms. The requirement is that the whole class must participate, unless there are special circumstances."

“Okay.” Li Wanyan reached out her left hand and took the registration form. The program was the same as last year, with no changes.

Before the bell rang for class, Mo Xueyao was watching Ai Xiuer draw magic circles on a piece of white paper. She seemed to know how to draw many different shapes of magic circles, and each one was drawn very beautifully. In particular, her ability to draw circles freehand was truly admirable.

"Wanyan, what does Awen want with you?" As the class monitor's closest confidante, Mo Xueyao could always get the latest, first-hand information from her.

"There will be a sports meet at the beginning of next month."

"Huh? Another sports meet? Hmm, thinking about it, it really should be coming soon..." Mo Xueyao muttered, resting her chin on her hand. "Time really flies. It feels like the last sports meet just ended."

"Hmm, what does Yaoyao want to sign up for?"