A Young Woman's Heart

She found it strange that she always had to ask someone else to go to the toilet with her...

"Together, together~ I need to go to the toilet too."

“Okay…” So the two of them went to the restroom on this floor.

A queue had already formed in front of the women's restroom.

Mo Xueyao thought that if fewer girls went to the toilets for no reason, there wouldn't be a queue here.

In contrast, the men's restroom over there was much emptier.

One boy after another went in, followed by the sound of rushing water, and then they came out looking refreshed.

Boys are definitely better.

High efficiency and fast speed.

After all, it's standing.

Mo Xueyao felt a longing for the life she once had with men.

Being a girl has so many inconveniences.

But now, she can only stand in the long queue helplessly, feeling that she can't hold it in any longer.

Fortunately, Wang Jiale was by my side. She chattered on and on like a talkative sparrow, and the key was that even without answering, she could talk happily by herself.

So the waiting time wasn't particularly boring.

But I still feel suffocated.

Mo Xueyao suspected that her ability to hold her urine had greatly decreased after the surgery. Otherwise, why did she feel like she couldn't hold it in anymore when she only felt a little urge to urinate after class?

She instinctively brought her legs together and looked ahead with some discomfort.

Finally, it was her turn. She rushed into the stall, lifted her skirt, and prepared to relieve herself standing up...

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Note ①: This is a tribute to Mr. Xue, the author of the classic slice-of-life novel "Jing's Parallel World".

Chapter Eleven: Little Raccoon Crispy Noodles

For men, standing up to use the toilet is a very normal thing.

But at this point, Mo Xueyao was no longer a man.

As a girl, it's obviously impossible for me to go to the toilet standing up.

If you really have to do that, you'll probably end up wetting your own pants.

Of course, Mo Xueyao wasn't wearing pants at the moment, so her shoes would probably get wet...

Fortunately, she reacted in time.

Or rather, thankfully she didn't have the habit of going to the toilet without holding onto anything.

Upon reaching out, he found his hand empty.

A cool autumn breeze blew in from somewhere, making her shiver slightly.

"Hoo..." She took a deep breath, enduring the unfamiliar feeling, and slowly squatted down.

Although I continued to use the toilet squatting in the hospital, it was still a toilet with a Western-style seat, so my psychological resistance was slightly less.

Going to the toilet is a very troublesome thing for girls.

Mo Xueyao instinctively wanted to adjust the trajectory, but found that there were no tubes to adjust it.

So I had to take half a step back to avoid spilling outside the toilet, which would make the floor all dirty.

"Oh no... I forgot to bring toilet paper..." Mo Xueyao looked around with a headache, but there was no toilet paper in this simple cubicle.

There wasn't even an empty paper holder.

If she were a boy, Mo Xueyao wouldn't care about such trivial matters at all.

But being a girl comes with all sorts of troubles.

Because if you don't wipe it clean, it will get your underwear dirty.

Nobody wants to see yellow stains on a beautiful girl's pure white panties when the wind gently lifts her skirt.

Mo Xueyao felt a headache coming on.

But now there's only one way.

That is... wait for the wind to dry them before putting them on.

It sounds absurd, but it's really the only thing we can do.

"Mo Xueyao? Mo Xueyao? Are you done yet?" At that moment, Wang Jiale knocked on the door of the cubicle.

"not yet……"

"Weren't you just urinating? Why are you taking so long? Did you forget to bring toilet paper?"

"Hmm..." Mo Xueyao's response was basically squeezed out from the back of her throat.

She could already feel her face burning.

"Um... open the door a crack, and I'll give you the paper," Wang Jiale said kindly.

"Thank you..." Although she felt embarrassed, Mo Xueyao still felt like she had been saved.

After getting the toilet paper, I could finally clean myself up comfortably.

Moreover, Wang Jiale seems lively and a bit eccentric, but I didn't expect her to be so meticulous in these aspects.

This pack of toilet paper contains not only dry toilet paper, but also several individually wrapped small wet wipes.

After doing all this, Mo Xueyao quickly pulled up her pants and left the cubicle.

"Hey, wait a minute, I still need to use it!" Wang Jiale quickly grabbed her.

"Hmm...Here you go..."

"Okay, wait for me at the door!" Wang Jiale said casually and went into the cubicle.

Mo Xueyao finally left the women's restroom, stood in front of the sink outside the restroom door, carefully washed her hands, wiped her face, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Hmm... the air is so fresh away from the bathroom...

Taking care of physiological needs is just a part of the daily routine.

These things, which are commonplace for others, are a series of troublesome matters for Mo Xueyao.

I wonder how long this adjustment period will last.

(I have a feeling this is a description with a certain flavor...)

"Mo Xueyao~ Let's go~" Wang Jiale shook her wet hands and walked lightly ahead of Mo Xueyao.

The long break between classes lasts a full thirty minutes.

Even after deducting the five-minute eye exercise time, it's still much longer than other break times.

During holidays, thirty minutes doesn't seem like a long time at all, but when at school, many people always try to make use of it.

However, most people use this time to go to the toilet, and... to buy some snacks at the convenience store downstairs.

Even though there were only two classes left before lunchtime, it still felt like a long time for some people.

"Mo Xueyao, are you going downstairs to buy some food?" Wang Jiale asked as soon as she returned to the classroom and hadn't even sat down yet.

"Uh...no need." Mo Xueyao shook her head and subconsciously looked at her schoolbag.

She didn't even have a wallet. The twenty yuan her mother gave her for emergencies was kept in a small pouch in her schoolbag, which was meant for small change. But she couldn't just spend that money carelessly.

As for pocket money...

Mo Xueyao has never had this before.

"Not going down? Okay..." Wang Jiale wasn't discouraged, because she could find other people to go down with.

She seemed to be quite popular in class and could chat with most of the girls.

"Zhou Yong! Going to the convenience store downstairs?" As usual, the boys' loud voices came from the back of the classroom.

Mo Xueyao casually glanced behind her and saw a skinny man with a sleazy appearance standing in the last row of her fourth group.

She then realized that Mr. Xue was not sitting in the last row; the last row was actually occupied by an ordinary-looking boy.

Furthermore, Mr. Xue should have had a deskmate, but his deskmate seems to be closer to the boy in the last row, so the desk was pulled down a lot, making it look like Mr. Xue was sitting alone in the last row.

Ok……

Are these two people really that insignificant?

Mo Xueyao scratched her head subconsciously.

Perhaps it was because Mr. Xue's temperament was so outstanding that the two boys behind him, who were very 'low-key' during class, were overlooked.

"I'm not going." Zhou Yong crossed his legs and flipped through a small comic book no bigger than the palm of his hand. It looked like a Doraemon comic.

"It's my treat."

"Go!" Zhou Yong immediately stood up, easily stuffed the comic book into his pocket, and followed the skinny and somewhat sleazy boy out of the classroom.

This scene is so familiar...

Such conversations are likely to occur frequently between boys.

In general, when such conversations occur, the person being invited is not really stingy.

Although people may not say it, they will remember it in their hearts.

In fact, the closer the relationship, the more carefully they will maintain this relationship of treating each other to meals; it can be considered a kind of tacit understanding.

Seeing so many people going to the convenience store to buy food, Mo Xueyao felt a little hungry.