A Young Woman's Heart

Mo Xueyao looked up at her, thought for a moment with a male perspective, and then said, "Indeed, because there aren't many girls who feel that way..."

"Cough cough!!" Wang Jiale quickly coughed a few times and nudged her with his elbow.

Having spent so much time with girls, she has come to understand to some extent what their body language means.

This means—don't say things you shouldn't say...

"Oh, well, there will definitely be opportunities in the future! Besides, he's so tall, maybe he doesn't like short people, then you'd be perfect!" Mo Xueyao quickly added.

"...I think I'm a little taller than him..." Aya Akimoto muttered softly, "Boys usually don't like girls who are taller than them, right?"

"It's okay, height is just an external factor. If two people really like each other, height doesn't matter, and even gender doesn't matter!" Hua Yinyin said while stroking her hair.

"Why are you looking at me?" Mo Xueyao pushed Hua Yinyin's face away and rolled her eyes. "By the way, it's almost Christmas Eve. Do you have any plans?"

"Little Yaoyao likes to celebrate Western holidays, huh?" Hua Yinyin squinted at her. "No need for Christmas Eve or anything like that, let's celebrate Valentine's Day together!"

"Sweet my foot!" Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes, stood up from the bench, and stretched like a cat. "Alright, alright, let's go back to the classroom."

"Let's spend Christmas Eve at Youyou's house! Isn't it the perfect place to spend Christmas Eve?"

"But that place is too remote," Hua Yinyin retorted. "Wouldn't it be better to go shopping instead?"

"I've been shopping so many times already, it's nice to try something different every time."

"I hope it snows on Christmas Eve." Mo Xueyao made a praying gesture. Although she didn't believe in gods or Buddhas, she would still 'plead' with them when needed, just like she would only call the police when she encountered difficulties...

Sunlight shone on the girls as they walked into the teaching building.

Wu Senyan stared blankly at the girls who walked in, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

The boy next to him patted him hard on the shoulder and asked with a loud laugh, "What's wrong, Lao Wu? You look so lost. Who's got your eye on?"

"The school beauty is really pretty. She looks even more beautiful in person than in photos..." one boy exclaimed.

"But don't you think that girl with the round face is cute?"

Which round-faced girl?

"The roundest one!"

"I like the other one. She looks a bit chubby, but she's also very lively. She seems quite attractive."

"Oh, great minds think alike! I like that one too!"

"Right, right!"

After going around in circles, Mo Xueyao, Wang Jiale, and Hua Yinyin all had fans, but no one mentioned Qiu Yuanling.

Wu Senyan finally came to her senses and teased with a smile, "Is there anyone who liked that tall girl from earlier?"

"Isn't that too high?"

"Old Wu, you've got to pull it off! Only you can handle something this high!"

"Tch, what do you know? Old Wu likes petite women!"

"I think that tall girl is pretty good. She has a good personality and is also quite pretty," the shortest boy in the group whispered.

The boy next to him sneered mercilessly, "Hahaha, no way, you're not even 1.7 meters tall, any girl would definitely not be interested in you!"

"Exactly, you'd have to be at least as tall as her for her to like you, right? Otherwise, with your height, you probably wouldn't even be able to reach her during... hehe!"

"Hahaha—" The boys immediately burst into slightly lewd smiles.

……

Chapter 230 Another Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve in 2000 was a Sunday. Although Christmas Day was the next day, various stores had already started offering discounts.

The fruit shop started selling a special kind of apple the day before yesterday—the apple with the two big characters 'Peace' written on it.

I don't know what technology was used to write it, but it won't have any effect on the human body, and it's okay to eat the peel too.

It's less like writing and more like engraving.

The sun was shining brightly today, and it didn't look like it was going to snow, which made Mo Xueyao somewhat disappointed.

However, at least traveling will become much more convenient.

Bus drivers no longer need to worry about slowing down due to slippery roads.

"Dad, I'm heading out!" Mo Xueyao called out to her father, holding a bouquet of flowers she was bringing to deliver to the two Mo sisters.

"Okay, be careful on the road!" The father took a puff of his cigarette, then lazily sat down on the stool and began pruning the branches of the fruit basket in front of him.

Mo Xueyao had already told her parents in advance that she was going to a classmate's house to spend Christmas Eve.

To avoid being too late to get back, the two of them carried their schoolbags with them so they could go directly from their house to school the next day.

"Whoosh..." Mo Xueyao sat down on the bus with the flowers in her hands. There were a few passengers scattered throughout the two carriages, so it didn't feel crowded.

This bouquet was made by my father. It contains sunflowers, lisianthus, and a few apples with the word "peace" carved on them.

Eating apples on Christmas Eve means arriving home safely... This is probably a pun that only exists in China.

This can also be seen as one aspect of the localization of foreign festivals.

The flower itself wasn't heavy, but since there were several apples stuffed inside, she had to place the flower on her lap to make it easier for herself.

"Sigh, time flies, it's Christmas Eve again... I remember spending last year's Christmas Eve at Xiaoxiao's house." Mo Xueyao leaned against the window and closed the window that someone had opened earlier.

"Because your relative's child came and broke your toys."

"It's not a toy, it's a collectible!" Mo Xueyao corrected, pouting. "That's why I hate kids the most, they're so annoying."

"Not all children are like that."

“But that’s basically a minority… I think I was definitely the kind of good kid who wouldn’t mess with other people’s things when I was little.” Mo Xueyao wrinkled her delicate nose. “It really is related to family education. If a child is annoying, it means the parents are also quite annoying.”

Li Wanyan remained noncommittal, leaning back in her chair, quietly watching the houses and roadside trees outside the window slowly recede into the distance.

The bus now requires a transfer – a route that wasn't originally necessary, but due to recent road construction, the previous buses have been rerouted and cannot reach their original destination.

We finally arrived at the final stop, more than an hour later.

If I were driving my own car, it would probably take less than half an hour to get there.

Mo Xueyao rubbed her slightly throbbing head and twisted her waist in the bright sunlight.

"From now on, I'll have to walk the rest of the way," she muttered, turning around to look behind her, only to find Li Wanyan wasn't there. "Huh, where's Wanyan?"

Her eyes widened, and she ran frantically toward the bus behind her.

The driver casually picked up his teacup, as if he was about to get off to use the restroom.

"Wanyan, Wanyan!" Mo Xueyao shouted at Li Wanyan, who was still asleep in the chair. She thought that Li Wanyan would know she was coming out and would get off the bus with her, but she didn't expect the other party to be sleeping so soundly...

"Huh? There are still people who haven't gotten off?" The driver, holding a thermos, yawned widely, turned his head to look into the carriage, and was about to walk over to wake Li Wanyan when she hurriedly opened her eyes from her sleep.

"Wanyan, Wanyan! Get off the bus!!" Mo Xueyao shouted, jumping up and down while holding the flowers, as if afraid that Wanyan wouldn't see her standing outside the bus.

"Click—" The passenger door was reopened.

Mo Xueyao watched as Li Wanyan's leg, clad in gray pantyhose, stepped down and slowly walked to her side. She couldn't help but tease her, "Wanyan, you actually slept so soundly on the bus? I thought you'd wake up by the time I got off..."

"I think you'll call me."

"Well, so I guess I've let you down?"

“Of course.” Li Wanyan’s right corner of her mouth turned up slightly, her tone seemingly carrying a hint of a smile. “It’s probably because it was too warm in the car.”

"Yeah, there were a lot of people in the car today, so it's probably warmer." Mo Xueyao nodded and stuffed the flowers she was holding into Li Wanyan's arms. "Oh dear, Wanyan, can you help me carry this? I'm tired of carrying it..."

Li Wanyan glared at her, then hugged the flowers tightly in her hands: "Does sitting in the car get tiring?"

"Of course! Why don't you try it?"

"Alright." Li Wanyan shook her head, deliberately widening her eyes to look at the bright sun in the sky. "Let's go to Mo Xiaoxiao and the others' place."

"Let's go!" Without the burden, Mo Xueyao immediately felt much lighter.

A winding path leads all the way to the tea plantation at the very back.

The container villas that everyone helped 'build' last year are located at the foot of the mountain.

When you see that winding river, it means you're not far away.

Although it is winter, many crops are still planted in the fields.

Mo Xueyao remembered that when she came in the summer, the place was full of rice, but now it was planted with radishes and cabbages, and they all looked ripe.

The farmers didn't seem to be in a hurry to harvest; it was as if they would only come here to buy some when they wanted to eat some while cooking each day.

Perhaps they want to wait until the end of the year when vegetable prices are higher before selling them?

The elderly people who sell vegetables by riding tricycles basically transport freshly picked vegetables from their own fields to sell.

Mo Xueyao's mother loved going to the morning market to buy groceries.

The so-called morning market is actually the vegetable stalls set up at the entrance of the market before it opens in the morning. The prices are not only cheap, but the vegetables are also fresh.

The only problem is that you have to go early to buy them.

Sometimes when I go at 6:30, many people have already closed up shop.

"We're here!" Mo Xueyao looked excitedly at the bright and clean container villa. "Hmm, it's quite clean..."

Inside the room, Mo Zhuyou was scrubbing the windows with a small mop. When she saw Mo Xueyao outside, her eyebrows and eyes crinkled together with a smile, and she waved vigorously at her.

"Hey—" Mo Xueyao shouted, pushing open the wooden fence and walking in.

The all-black rabbit, which looked as big as a cat, was leisurely lying on the withered grass, basking in the sun.

"Xiaoyao, you're here?" Mo Xiaoxiao carried out a large bag of trash and put it in the big trash can by the door—she didn't know where it came from, but it was exactly the same as the big trash cans she saw in the city.

"Hmm, are you doing a spring cleaning?" Mo Xueyao said, pointing to the flowers Li Wanyan was holding. "Look, my dad asked me to bring these as Christmas Eve presents for you! Or rather, Christmas presents?"

"Thank you, no need to bring a gift." Mo Xiaoxiao accepted the bouquet of flowers, leaning slightly to the side. "Huh? It's a bit heavy..."

"There are apples inside!" Mo Xueyao laughed triumphantly. "You didn't expect that, did you!"

"Wow, I thought it was some kind of special flower."