A Young Woman's Heart

He even picked up the calculator next to him and pressed some buttons here and there, finally managing to calculate the price.

"A total of twenty-nine."

As he spoke, he took out a large bag and dumped all the snacks and toys from the two baskets into it.

“Look.” Mo Xueyao pointed to the fifty yuan that had already been placed on the counter.

"Would you like to add another dollar? I can change it..." The shopkeeper paused, looked down at the glass counter in front of him, and pointed to a simple battery-operated bubble machine, "This one."

"Huh? One yuan?"

"Well, its quality isn't very good, and the batteries can't be replaced..." The shopkeeper yawned sleepily and sat down again. "But it's enough to play with it a few times."

"It's only one yuan..." Mo Xueyao was tempted and couldn't help but look at Li Wanyan.

The latter didn't say anything, seemingly indifferent.

"Hmm... well, then... let's choose another one!" She finally decided to choose another one.

That rounds up to twenty yuan, so I got twenty yuan back.

When she stepped out of the store, the sun in the sky was no longer so dazzling. Mo Xueyao couldn't wait to take out a bag of snacks from the bag: "Well, there are so many anyway, eating one bag shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"..." Li Wanyan reached out her hand, gesturing for her to hand over the bag.

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Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Light in My Heart

The seaside in winter.

The sand is not golden.

Instead, it is brown.

There were hardly any tourists on the shore.

No one was running barefoot on the beach.

Two plastic beach chairs were placed far away, in a spot where the waves wouldn't be coming in for the time being.

Its design is so common that there is reason to believe it was rented from a business on the beach.

Just like buying winter clothes in summer and summer clothes in winter, all kinds of expenses are much lower when you come to the beach in winter.

Although the sea breeze was a bit chilly, it was the perfect day for budget-conscious people who wanted to experience the beach to have fun.

Wow—it's so spacious!

Ningbo, the seaside of Zhoushan.

Zhou Yong opened his arms as if to embrace the sea, which was much bluer than in the summer.

However, the cold wind made him shiver and instinctively hug himself.

Before the Chinese New Year, Zhou Yong and Tian Tingchan went to the seaside in the province, which was not far from Hangzhou. If they were in a hurry, they could even come and go in the same day.

However, they booked a guesthouse today.

At the very least, we should stay for one night.

Even the slow-witted Zhou Yong sensed something.

A man and a woman went on a trip, right before the Spring Festival, such a crucial time...

Doesn't Tian Tingchan have something going on with her?

Fortunately, he was a reserved person, and only after arriving here did he hesitate about whether to try asking.

However, upon arriving at the location, they discovered it wasn't a date at all, as someone else was already waiting for them there.

That's the rich young lady I met before—Zuo Ziya, and her personal secretary, or rather, her personal driver.

Zhou Yong occasionally overheard Zuo Ziya calling her 'Nianlu'.

This surname is rare, which is why it left a deep impression on him.

Zuo Ziya paid for all the travel expenses, and Tian Tingchan would sleep in the same room with Zuo Ziya every night.

Nianlu has her own room, and Zhou Yong...

I also have my own room.

So he was glad that he had managed to suppress his restless heart.

It seems that this time he came here mainly to act as a bodyguard.

Although it shows that Tian Tingchan trusts him a lot, it doesn't actually prove that she has any feelings for him beyond friendship.

Zhou Yong was very self-aware; he knew what an ordinary person he was.

So even though he was just a high school student, he suppressed his restless heart.

Suddenly expressing your emotions will only expose your ugliness to others.

Even though he was just an ordinary person, he clearly had self-respect.

This is his bottom line when it comes to relationships.

So at that moment, he pretended not to have thought about anything, and wholeheartedly embraced the sea, embraced nature, and embraced the beach...

It's a bit sad to say, but perhaps only this kind of peaceful and natural state can prevent me from rejecting him?

Tian Tingchan smiled and glanced at him. When she got out of the car, she took off her cotton shoes and walked barefoot on the beach.

"Aren't you cold?" Zhou Yong asked curiously.

"Fortunately, this feeling is more profound."

"is it?"

Zhou Yong stared at Tian Tingchan's feet, which were covered in sand, for a few moments. When her gaze shifted to him, he hurriedly looked at his own shoes and deliberately shouted, "Damn it—I can't fall behind! I'll take them off too!"

Zhou Yong inherited his feet from his father.

How should I put it? It's both wide and large.

Moreover, the soles of my feet are constantly peeling.

These are definitely the kind of feet you wouldn't want to look at a second time.

It is most suitable as a pathology textbook for medical students.

Fortunately, the brown sand quickly covered his feet, obscuring the original appearance of his skin.

Blue sky and azure sea—it's truly a rare and beautiful sight.

Perhaps neither the summer sky nor the ocean is as clear as the winter sky.

It's cold, of course, but every loss has its gain!

As Zhou Yong approached the beach, he was immediately captivated by its pristine beauty.

Nature is so beautiful.

He racked his brains, but still couldn't think of any words to describe it.

Blue sea and sky, the sea and sky meeting at the horizon all seem too commonplace. After much thought, only the word 'beautiful' remained in my mind.

He therefore sincerely admired the ancients for being able to describe those beautiful scenes so vividly.

"Brother Chan, is this your first time at the beach too?"

“It’s not the first time,” Tian Tingchan shook her head. “However, it’s my first time visiting the southern coast.”

Is there any difference?

“In winter…the northern coast…is much colder than this, and sometimes there are ice blocks.”

"I think it's cold enough here..." Zhou Yong said, then sneezed.

Because he was going to the beach, he left his cotton-padded coat, which was inconvenient to wash, in the car, and he was only wearing a sweater.

However, in this sea breeze, a wool sweater is practically useless, because the wind will always find a way to slip through the gaps in the sweater and blow into your body.

"Having fun, huh!" The shapely Zuo Ziya stood by the car. Although she was only wearing a tight-fitting outfit, she didn't seem to feel cold at all. She stretched her body to her heart's content, as if she was planning to take a swim in the sea.

"We haven't even started playing yet!" Zhou Yong shouted back.

Tian Tingchan tilted her head and looked back, her eyes seemingly revealing a hint of envy.

"It would be great if it were summer, hehe, then I could see Chan-ge in his swimsuit," Zhou Yong said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

In fact, jokes are just a cover-up; the serious feelings are the most genuine.

"I won't wear it." Tian Tingchan's answer was decisive, even carrying a hint of winter's chill.

"Huh, why?"

"My swimsuit." Tian Tingchan turned her head with a cold face, but when she saw Zhou Yong's funny smile, she couldn't help but burst out, "Pfft... cough um, where's my swimsuit... I only show it to my boyfriend."

"Damn, that's such a shame! Beautiful things should be shared!"

"Then why don't you ask my boyfriend later?"

Zhou Yong sensed that she probably already had someone she liked.

I felt a little regretful, but not exactly annoyed.

Thinking about it carefully, it's true. Whether it's a boy or a girl, they're generally not shy when they're in front of someone they like.

On the contrary, people of the opposite sex with whom they have no feelings can get along like brothers.

Just like someone who doesn't lack money, if they find ten dollars, they'll most likely hand it over to the police.

For them, the pleasure of being praised for their honesty is far more important than the money itself.

In matters of the heart, people are similar.

It's just that the more you like someone, the less you dare to get close to them; the less you feel for them, the less you care.

There's not much to do at the beach in winter—it's just too cold.

Most of the time, I just sit in a rented chair, warming myself by the embers.