A Young Woman's Heart

"Finish what's in your mouth before you speak," Mo Xueyao said, her eyelids drooping.

"Cough cough." Zhou Yong covered his mouth to prevent food crumbs from spilling out of his stuffed mouth, which would be too unsightly.

After he finally finished swallowing, he said, "Hey, since we don't have class tomorrow, how about we go to an internet cafe today?"

"Internet cafe?" Mo Xueyao had never been to an internet cafe before.

After all, arcades were much more common in this era.

"Yeah, let's go play CS. Lots of teachers play that game. It's a shooting game, and it's really fun!" Zhou Yong strongly recommended. "And the internet cafe there is very cheap, but there aren't many computers, and you can only play CS."

"Hmm...?"

"I heard these are computers that were taken over after the company went bankrupt. They were originally used for office work, but they're fine for playing games too. There are only a few of them, and there aren't many people around. It's one yuan an hour. Hehe, I'll treat you to this as a return gift for the fried ice cream you just treated me to. How about it?"

"Internet cafe? CS...?" Mo Xueyao was slightly tempted.

Although you can play those shooting games in large arcades.

There are even model guns that you can use to aim.

However, the characters in the game are all immobile; players can only control the characters to shoot. It might seem interesting at first, but it gets boring later.

As a boy—no, it should be said that Mo Xueyao was once a boy—he naturally had a great interest in firearms.

Tell me, what boy doesn't like weapons?

The most exciting weapons in modern times are not advanced missiles, but firearms that need to be held and used by people!

Actually, she had wanted to play it for a long time, but unfortunately the computers in the school's computer lab couldn't handle it at all. Gao Yuan had brought a CD to computer class before, hoping to install it and play it, but after installation, it was so laggy that it couldn't run smoothly at all.

"Alright then, which way to go?" Mo Xueyao also picked up some snow from the tree and washed her hands.

Upon seeing that Mo Xueyao had agreed, Zhou Yong excitedly slapped his thigh and walked ahead, saying excitedly, "This way!"

The two walked one after the other, and the road became increasingly remote, with the snow growing thicker and thicker.

"Is this a demolition zone?" Mo Xueyao asked, looking at the large 'demolition' character painted on the wall of the house.

"Yes, it's slated for demolition, but some people haven't moved out yet, mainly because they don't have to pay rent or utilities here. Most of them live here secretly, and that internet cafe is also secretly located here; not many people know about it."

"So, that person might just be making some money on the side?"

“Yes.” Zhou Yong nodded.

Just then, the two suddenly heard a series of 'bangs' coming from around the corner, interspersed with muffled groans and roars from men.

"Holy crap!" Zhou Yong had just peeked out when he quickly covered his mouth and pulled his head back in. "Damn it, there's a fight going on. Let's take a detour and not join in the fun. It would be troublesome if we got beaten up along the way. These thugs just like to cause trouble for no reason."

"Thugs? They're beating people up?" A surge of chivalry rose in Mo Xueyao's chest, and her blood began to boil.

She pulled Zhou Yong behind her and then peeked out.

It was discovered that three boys in school uniforms were surrounding and beating one boy, while that boy was holding tightly to the fourth boy in front of him and refusing to let go.

"How could this be..." Mo Xueyao exclaimed in surprise when she saw the pinyin on the backs of the boys, "Are they students from No. 14 Middle School?"

"Students from No. 14 Middle School are beating people?" Zhou Yong was a little suspicious, but then he was relieved. "Even in a top-tier high school, there are people like this."

"It looks like the one who got beaten up is from our high school." Because of the shadows, Mo Xueyao couldn't see clearly.

"Really?" Zhou Yong curiously peeked out again, but he recognized him more. "Hey, isn't that Chen Cheng?"

"Chen Cheng?" Mo Xueyao's mind conjured up the image of Chen Cheng. In her memory, he should be a rebellious boy.

He liked to smoke, and that day Li Wanyan tried to stop him, but was burned by his cigarette butt.

The scars on my thigh took several days to heal, and even now, you can still see a faint trace of them.

"How did he get beaten up?" Mo Xueyao asked.

"He must have offended someone?" Zhou Yong scratched his head. "That shouldn't be the case. Although he doesn't do proper work, he doesn't seem like the type to cause trouble, does he?"

"Really?" Mo Xueyao raised her eyebrows and carefully recalled what happened that day.

Although Chen Cheng's apology was stiff, it seemed that he was somewhat flustered when he first burned Li Wanyan, so it was obviously not intentional.

His refusal to apologize later was probably due to his rebellious mentality.

Regardless, they are all classmates in my class.

Even if we don't help, we should at least make them stop.

Mo Xueyao's sense of justice, or rather, chivalry, made her step forward without hesitation.

Perhaps because she had read too many martial arts novels, she had actually fantasized about one day appearing out of nowhere and resolving the conflict...

This is the passion and romance of youth.

"Watch out!" Zhou Yong shouted in a panicked whisper.

"Stop!" Mo Xueyao shouted.

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Chapter Nineteen: A Misunderstanding

It is said that people are not able to listen to the advice of others when they are angry or fighting.

But Mo Xueyao's clear and sharp shout made the five people present pause slightly.

The three boys surrounding Chen Cheng turned their heads away and stopped punching him. The lack of pain actually calmed him down, and he turned his head away as well.

"What are you doing?" Mo Xueyao walked forward angrily, separating the three men from Chen Cheng. "Bullying the weak with numbers, is this how boys from top high schools behave?"

"What do you mean by bullying the weak? Didn't you see he was hitting our classmate?" the fat boy said discontentedly. "Even if you're from the same school, shouldn't you be able to distinguish right from wrong? Tsk, as expected, in a shameless school like this where the girls' uniforms are short skirts, the girls are shameless too."

"What did you say?!" Mo Xueyao swung her fist and smashed it directly into the boy's fat face, leaving a bruise.

The latter covered her face, her mind blank, clearly not expecting Mo Xueyao to make a move so suddenly, without any warning.

Mo Xueyao also knows how to fight. Although he hasn't fought many times, his experience and lessons have taught him that if you're going to fight, don't waste time talking. The best way is to catch the other person off guard.

They're all students, how different can they be from one another?

Taking the initiative can both intimidate the opponent and inflict heavy damage, thereby reducing the number of enemy combatants.

"If you want to fight, then come on!" Mo Xueyao said, staring at them defiantly.

"Hey, wait, wait!" Just as the atmosphere became tense and the three boys were unsure whether they should hit the girl, Zhou Yong rushed out and stood in front of Mo Xueyao. "Everyone, don't fight yet. Let's talk things out. Peace brings wealth, peace brings wealth."

"You son of a bitch!" The fat man finally realized what had happened. He was so angry after being punched by the woman that he lost his temper and threw a punch in return.

Mo Xueyao quickly dodged, but Zhou Yong deliberately took the punch head-on with his chest.

"Is it okay now? We're even, everyone please don't be impulsive...cough..." Zhou Yong said, clutching his chest and struggling to breathe. Clearly, he had been using real strength. "Chen Cheng, stop hitting him too, stop for a second!"

Seeing that the three hesitated, Zhou Yong quickly separated Chen Cheng from the skinny boy.

Now, the chaotic situation has finally calmed down for the time being.

The skinny boy quickly ran to his companion's side. He was in pain all over, but he was too embarrassed to scream in front of the girl, so he could only grimace and bear it.

"What, you think you can't beat them so you're going to beg for peace?" The fat guy stepped forward first. "Yukong High School is such a trash school, the students are all trash too!"

"Wait, please stop with the personal attacks. Yukong High School is still a regular high school, after all," Zhou Yong said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Why waste words with them?" Mo Xueyao bit her lip and sneered. "They're just a bunch of snobbish bastards. Luckily, I didn't go to No. 14 Middle School back then, or I definitely wouldn't have been able to stand these disgusting guys!"

"Ha, you? Someone like you can get into No. 14 Middle School?" The fat boy laughed loudly as if he had heard something ridiculous. "With your grades, you'd probably barely get into a regular high school!"

"Don't swear at people like that! Mo Xueyao is in the top ten of our grade!" Zhou Yong quickly defended her.

"Top ten in the grade? So what? Look at the short skirts of those girls at Yukong High School. They're dressed so provocatively in winter. Are they trying to seduce men? Heh, I bet your principal isn't a good person either."

"Enough talk, if you want to fight, just come at me!" Mo Xueyao glared at him and pushed Zhou Yong, who was blocking her way, aside.

"No, no, no, everyone, let's talk this out, let's talk this out!" Zhou Yong quickly tried to mediate. "What exactly happened? Can't we reason with each other?"

"Tch, these guys are snobbish and won't listen to reason." Chen Cheng wiped his mouth and staggered to his feet. "We might as well fight them. Girls, step aside. This is a man's business!"

"Idiot, shut up! I'm here to help you. Do you want me to beat you up too?" Mo Xueyao turned to look at Chen Cheng angrily and said.

"If you don't mind being disfigured, then disregard what I said." Chen Cheng shrugged.

"Whatever the problem, let's fight it out first! They won't listen anyway! It's three against four, the difference isn't that big!" Mo Xueyao, who hadn't fought in a long time, became excited. She remembered being dragged into a group fight in the first year of junior high school. Although she was nervous, she was also excited.

That feeling of blood surging can give you a strange kind of excitement.

"Let's take care of that fat bastard first. I've had my eye on him for ages." Chen Cheng chuckled and cracked his neck.

"it is good!"

"You're asking for it!" The fat man charged forward angrily. His three companions looked at each other, and two of them also rushed forward. The skinny one, however, seemed to be a little scared and stood at the back, hesitant.

The fat man was already enraged by Mo Xueyao. No matter how beautiful she was, in his eyes she was just a pretty skeleton, and he couldn't feel any protective instinct towards her. All he wanted to do was beat her up.

So he came directly for Mo Xueyao.

Mo Xueyao, of course, wouldn't be foolish enough to confront him head-on. She chose to dodge first and then launched an attack on the fat man's head.

Otherwise, if the other parts of his body are thick-skinned and tough, he won't get hurt at all.

But unexpectedly, the fat man opened his arms, trying to hug Mo Xueyao directly, so that she could not take advantage of her agility.

Mo Xueyao had no way to avoid it, but then a figure rushed out from the side. It was Zhou Yong, who replaced Mo Xueyao and was held in the fat man's arms.

The latter, ignoring the change in person, suddenly exerted force, as if trying to break his bones in his arms.

"Get lost!" Just then, a weak but angry shout rang out, and a brick smashed directly onto the fat man's head.

Mo Xueyao thought it was Chen Cheng, but she saw a different face instead.

It is Duanmu Ji.

He had just recovered from a fever today and hasn't fully recovered yet. I wonder why he came here. Did he also stop by to use the internet?

But in any case, having one more combatant is always a good thing.

"Wait a minute, everyone stop fighting!"

Zhou Yong and the skinny boy on the other side shouted together.