A Young Woman's Heart

There were indeed students who stayed at school until this late. Even after leaving the school gate, Mo Xueyao could still see a few scattered students coming out of the teaching building.

After leaving the teaching building, it's a little longer to reach the fork in the road. This stretch of road feels both long and short—because it makes you feel exceptionally fulfilled. Sometimes, apart from the textbook content you've learned, you can hardly remember what happened that day, but you'll remember the conversations you had with everyone on the way home from school very clearly, even after several days. Sometimes, you'll even continue the conversations you didn't finish the day before on the way home the next day.

These unfinished conversations seem like topics we wouldn't even think of discussing at school, but once we're strolling along this path with snacks in hand, those topics we wanted to talk about but hadn't yet come up with naturally come to mind...

"goodbye!"

See you next year!

"It's this year!"

"Don't we need to pick up the report cards in a few days?" Mr. Xue finally couldn't help but ask with a smile, "Aren't you all coming to get them?"

"Oh yeah..."

"What if the timings are off?"

"that is!"

So see you next year!

Just as everyone was saying goodbye, Huang Yuxi and Sanhua Tongjue boarded the bus back to his home.

Through the car window, I saw the lively farewell of the crowd.

He opened the car window slightly with a hint of longing, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on his hand.

In her other hand, she held a whiteboard with a few neat and lovely characters written on it:

"I want to go to Japan with you, even if it's just for one winter break."

……

Chapter Nine: After that day, only my sister remained to lean on (Part 1)

My sister said that it was raining heavily that day, the sky was dark, and the car lights on the street were blurry.

However, Mo Zhuyou clearly remembered that it was a bright and sunny day.

Not all tragedies happen on rainy days.

That was in the autumn of 1996.

To be precise, it should be October 3rd of that year.

There were very few cars on the road, mostly short and chubby minibuses.

The seven-day National Day holiday was only halfway over, but Mo Zhuyou's family had already finished their two-day trip and embarked on their journey home.

For a family that runs a business, it's already quite difficult to find time to go on a two-day trip. Even so, during those days, the father still kept receiving business-related calls.

"Youyou, have you missed your sister?" Inside the black Hongqi sedan, the mother turned her head, her eyes crinkling with a smile, revealing two shallow dimples.

"I've thought about it. I'll bring my sister some good food when I go back later, okay?"

"Of course, we bought quite a few local specialties this time too."

"Buy what my sister likes to eat...like cake or something!" Mo Zhuyou leaned back in her seat, her hands bracing against the back of the passenger seat, her legs kicking against the seatback. "Hmm, strawberry cake, please!"

"It's clearly you who wants to eat it, right?" Her mother was amused. "Okay, okay, I'll buy it later."

"Yes! I bought a present for my sister this time!"

"You bought it? When did you buy it?"

"I bought it with my saved-up allowance, hee hee, it's a secret, I won't tell you~"

"Still so mysterious," the mother shook her head. "Go to sleep, the road ahead is still long."

"Um……"

The bright and beautiful sunlight slanted onto Mo Zhuyou's face, and her long eyelashes slowly closed, trembling with the vibrations of the car.

It was a warm afternoon. The rear window of the car was rolled down halfway, and a refreshing breeze brushed against her face, carrying the unique crispness of autumn and the fragrance of fruits.

On the hood of the Hongqi 7220, there is a special logo that looks like a red shark fin, which, combined with the car's black body, gives it a unique character.

In fact, a private car already stands out quite a bit in this traffic flow dominated by buses and minibuses.

But the driver of a Xiali car that drove by still cast an envious glance at this place.

"We're home...what time is it...?" Mo Zhuyou asked, half-asleep, as she sat in the car, swaying back and forth with the bumpy road.

"Around three o'clock."

"Um……"

Mo Zhuyou nodded her head like a chick pecking at rice, and finally, she uncontrollably slid to the empty seat next to her and lay down.

At three o'clock in October, the sun was still shining.

Because she was about to see her sister and give her a surprise, Mo Zhuyou was filled with anticipation and felt that the weather was exceptionally nice today.

"Why didn't my sister come with us...?"

"That shows that your older sister is much more family-oriented than you are."

"Tch—my sister just doesn't like going out, right? Staying at home means having to clean, doesn't she find that troublesome? Hmm, did my sister make plans to go out with other people? Ugh, she didn't even take me..."

"Pfft, maybe you're jealous?"

"No way!" Mo Zhuyou puffed out her cheeks and denied it outright.

In a daze, half asleep and half awake, the car finally arrived at its destination.

"Youyou, Youyou, getting off the bus?"

"Why didn't you drive all the way downstairs..." Mo Zhuyou rubbed her eyes groggily, yawning as she pushed open the car door and practically tumbled out.

"Because your dad has to go out again, we won't drive in to avoid the hassle of turning around."

"Oh……"

By the time Mo Zhuyou staggered to the tree on the sidewalk and yawned, her mother had already reached the trunk.

With a click, the trunk opened, revealing all sorts of souvenirs and local specialties. The mother leaned halfway in, picking and choosing, trying to take out the important items first.

"Youyou—why aren't you coming to help?" Her mother's voice came from the trunk, sounding somewhat muffled.

Mo Zhuyou was in a state of complete unwillingness to move after just waking up. Standing next to the big tree, she covered her mouth and yawned, with a few drops of saliva and tears uncontrollably flowing out.

Before she could even open her eyes properly, she heard the sharp, piercing screech of brake pads.

Then, as I slowly opened my eyes, I saw a large oil tanker truck, as tall as a small mountain, crashing straight into me.

The mother, who was standing in front of the trunk, was hit and mangled to pieces, causing her to instinctively close her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the tanker truck had crashed into a big tree on the sidewalk in the distance. His father's little Hongqi sedan was also in front of the big tree, except that it was crushed under the tanker truck.

The blood stained the entire crushed car red.

Every time Mo Zhuyou sees a clichéd car accident plot in a TV series, she can't help but laugh out loud at the screenwriter's poor imagination.

But at this moment, she couldn't smile at all.

To describe the feeling of sadness?

It seems not.

Because everything happened so suddenly, all that filled my mind was a blank, bewildered state.

"Youyou, run!" My sister's voice rang out from behind me for some reason—perhaps she had come to help after receiving a call from our mother to the home phone.

Now, there's no need to help carry anything at all...

The sunlight shining on her was scorching hot, as if it wanted to set her on fire.

Her wrist was being held tightly by her sister, and she didn't know where she was going to run off to.

Her legs seemed a little weak, but she still subconsciously tried to run a long way after her sister.

Her subconscious seemed to be telling her that this was her only remaining and sole support.

"boom--!"

They didn't know how long they had been running, until a wave of heat pushed them from behind, and an invisible force knocked them both to the ground, tearing large sections of their clothes on the rough cement.

She instinctively turned her head and saw a fireball slowly rising...

"Phew, Youyou, are you alright?" The older sister, disregarding her own disheveled state, quickly helped her younger sister up, wiping her face as she asked, "How are you? Were you scared?"

Mo Zhuyou nodded blankly, then shook her head blankly.

"Where are Mom and Dad? Where is their car parked?"

The only response to Mo Xiaoxiao's laughter was a long silence.

Then, Mo Zhuyou's pupils suddenly contracted, then widened again: "...Under...the...tanker..."

Even Mo Xiaoxiao was speechless.

"Really?" she couldn't help but ask to confirm.

"...The car...was crushed..."

"Then Mom and Dad..." Mo Xiaoxiao's rationality told her that, having been crushed in the car and subjected to the violent explosion just now, her parents had absolutely no hope of survival.

But she still suppressed the fear, confusion, and all those complicated emotions in her heart.

She took several deep breaths before gently patting Mo Zhuyou's shoulder: "Youyou, it's okay, your sister is here, your sister is still here."

"Hmm... Sister is still here..." Mo Zhuyou nodded, her pupils slightly unfocused, then suddenly burst out laughing. She looked at her sister with her innocent little face, "Am I dreaming? Pfft, this is too exaggerated!"

"...Hmm...It's not a dream."

"Oh...it's not a dream..."

After the large explosion, a series of smaller explosions followed, and the blasts only subsided when the fire department arrived.

Heavily smoked dust enveloped the area, and by the time the sky cleared, a protective fence had been erected around it.

The younger sister instinctively grabbed her older sister's hand and followed her forward.

"Young ladies, there's been an accident up ahead, so we can't go in right now," a fully equipped firefighter said to them with a smile, wiping the sweat from his brow.