A Young Woman's Heart

But where exactly it touched is a matter of much debate; some say it was the chest, some say the thigh, some say the buttocks, and some say the head...

Mo Xueyao was speechless. Why can't you touch someone's head? Is touching someone's head considered indecent assault?

When riding the bus, men probably won't be able to grab the handrails anymore, because their elbows could easily bump into women's heads.

When the school bell rang, many students breathed a sigh of relief.

Tomorrow is Friday, and everyone was in a strangely happy mood after school today.

It was even more enjoyable than leaving school on Friday.

—After all, by Friday, everyone starts to worry that time is passing too quickly.

School ended at the same time as in summer, but it looked much later than before.

Stepping out of the school gate, you can see the setting sun almost sinking below the horizon, and streetlights lighting up one after another.

The dim yellow light guided the way, mingled with the aroma of food.

In winter, there seem to be fewer students lingering outside the school; perhaps everyone wants to go home for dinner earlier.

The urge to go home when it gets dark is perhaps ingrained in human instinct.

By the time Mo Xueyao left the school, it was already completely dark.

The vendors who set up stalls near the school gate were also preparing to pack up.

"Boss, how much are the plum blossom cakes?"

"If you buy all of these last few, I'll only charge you half the price." The shopkeeper was quite generous, so the girls, fresh out of school, each paid for the remaining plum blossom cakes.

"Xiaoxue said he'd come out later, is he alright?" Mo Xueyao asked with some concern while eating plum blossom cake.

"Didn't he say he wanted to practice for a while longer?" Hua Yinyin mumbled, then suddenly leaned over and snatched a bite from Mo Xueyao's hand.

"Is this really practice? — Gin-Gin, what are you doing?!"

"Hey, here, you can have mine?"

"I don't want to eat what you've already eaten; it's all saliva."

"Ugh, I don't even mind Yao Yao's drool..."

"Don't give me that." Mo Xueyao, her eyelids drooping, pushed her face away and continued walking forward. "Will he be alright?"

"You've already asked, Xiaoxue will definitely be fine."

"Mmm! It's okay, it's okay." Mo Zhuyou had a blind admiration for Mr. Xue, after all, he taught her half of her drumming skills.

The girls parted ways at the same crossroads, leaving only Mo Xueyao and Li Wanyan to walk together.

The cold winter wind made Mo Xueyao's face turn slightly red. She rubbed her hands together and was about to put her left hand into Li Wanyan's pocket, but the latter put her right hand into her pocket first.

"Oh dear—Wanyan, you actually did what I wanted to do first!"

Li Wanyan winked her right eye mischievously.

"Hey, Wanyan, why do you always copy me?"

"Isn't it good?" She reverted to her usual self.

"Do people really influence each other?"

"Hmm." Li Wanyan rummaged in her pocket. "Where's the candy?"

"Where did you get the candy? We've already finished the cola candy, so today..." Mo Xueyao still put her left hand into her pocket. "Wasn't eating plum blossom cake enough? We'll have dinner when we get home!"

"Yeah, I just wanted a Coke."

"Let's go buy some!" Mo Xueyao herself was also looking forward to having some.

"Don't waste money." Li Wanyan grabbed Mo Xueyao's pocket and pulled her back. "Let's go home and eat some fruit."

"Hmm...I want to eat pineapple..."

"Not now."

"Ah, I want to eat mango!"

"To obtain summer."

"Honestly, why doesn't Dad buy these fruits? Aren't there greenhouses where they sell them?"

"Because there are not enough benefits."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xueyao sighed and walked forward, bumping into Li Wanyan every now and then, and swaying a few steps to the other side, like a drunk person.

The construction site by the roadside has already built half of the house, and you can see the general framework.

I remember this time last year, this area was just fenced off and hadn't been demolished yet.

The black asphalt road reflected the light from the streetlights, while the stars in the sky were unusually sparse today, as if even they needed a vacation.

Tiny flying insects were still flitting about under the streetlights, but they didn't seem as active as they were in the summer.

The moon in the sky only has its right half visible; the other half is hidden in the darkness, like a pancake that has been bitten off.

"Awoo." Mo Xueyao suddenly opened her mouth towards the sky.

"Tsk...what?" Li Wanyan was almost amused by her sudden action and burst out laughing.

"Ah, cough, it's nothing..." Mo Xueyao scratched her head sheepishly.

The cold night wind blew again, but it seemed to carry a faint sweetness.

Perhaps... it tastes like cola candy?

……

Chapter 183 Li Wanyan's Family Letter

The first day of December.

Friday is the students' favorite day.

The warm midday sun slanted across Mo Xueyao's face. She squinted, lazily flicking the still-damp dishes in her hands, and tilted her head to say to Li Wanyan beside her, "Such beautiful weather, I really don't want to go to the band practice room—"

"So what do you want to do?"

"Go to sleep!" Mo Xueyao replied matter-of-factly.

"Xiaoyao!" Wang Jiale caught up from behind. "I just heard from other students that Xiaoxue's photo is hanging in the lobby on the first floor?"

"what happened?"

"...It happened yesterday."

"Still holding onto this..."

"Yes, and now most people who didn't know what Xiaoxue looked like probably know what she looks like."

"Tsk." Mo Xueyao clicked her tongue. "Now we can only watch and wait for the surveillance footage to come out before we can draw any conclusions."

"The computer in the monitoring room is still not fixed." Wang Jiale sighed helplessly. She and Mo Xueyao had gone there in the morning, but the answer they received was that the computer repairman would not be able to bring the replacement parts until Monday.

Mo Xueyao put the tableware in the classroom and then followed Wang Jiale down to take a look.

It was even more lively than when the monthly exam rankings were released. Many people gathered in front of the notice board, and Mo Xueyao could clearly hear a lot of sarcastic and mocking voices.

In fact, what those people said was basically the same few sentences over and over again. After hearing it so many times, she felt like her ears were about to get calluses.

There will never be a shortage of people who kick someone when they're down in this world.

Interestingly, precisely because girls are the weaker party, people are more willing to stand on the girl's side when such things happen.

Helping the weak is a virtue, but sometimes the truth is not so simple.

Many people who blindly follow others end up being exploited.

"They even wrote down the details of what happened in great detail. It seems they don't want the rumors to spread too much...?" Mo Xueyao muttered, stepping back from the crowd.

"What if the surveillance footage comes out and it really was Xiaoxue who did it?" Wang Jiale suddenly asked.

“Uh… well… um…” Mo Xueyao stammered for a long time, unable to finish her sentence.

But she actually had her own thoughts.

As the saying goes, you can know a person's face but not their heart. If Mr. Xue really did such a thing, she will probably be instinctively wary of others in the future.

If Mr. Xue can do something like this, then what is impossible for him?

Perhaps there really are many people who are very good at disguising themselves?

She sighed, "Let's wait for the results..."

When I returned to the classroom, Mr. Xue was not there; perhaps he had gone to the band room.

He seemed to be the same as usual, but Mo Xueyao still felt that he seemed to have become more silent than usual.

Even Mr. Xue, does the pressure from public opinion affect his mood?

"Wanyan? I was just looking for you." Just as Mo Xueyao was lost in thought, Ye Wen walked into the classroom with one hand behind her back. Today, she had put a big bow hair clip on her hair, which added a touch of playfulness and cuteness.

"Hmm." Li Wanyan, who was about to sit down, stood up again. She gently brushed the strands of hair from her temples and walked to Ye Wen's side.

"Here, your mother sent you a letter." Ye Wen blinked and smiled as she stretched out the hand that had been behind her back.

The envelope was plain, pure white, with only a few horizontal lines printed on it, and no return address was written on it.

The fact that the stamp was not postmarked made Li Wanyan frown slightly.

This seems to suggest that the letter was not sent through the usual channels, but perhaps delivered by someone else.

"Thank you, teacher."

"Well, and this is a scarf your mother knitted for you. I took a look, and there are two of them. I think one is for Xiaoyao and one is for you, right?" Ye Wen said, handing her a paper bag.

Li Wanyan glanced at the clean paper bag, didn't ask how it was sent, just nodded slightly and said 'thank you' again.

"Hey, the scarves your mom sent?" Mo Xueyao was even more excited than her. Like a restless kitten, she first put her two 'paws' into the bag and took out the two scarves.

One is pure white, and the other is pure black. The material looks very solid, and it feels warm just to the touch, let alone when you wear it around your neck.

"Alright, as long as the letter was delivered." Ye Wen stretched, clasped her hands above her head, and yawned. "Phew, I'm going to take a nap~"