A Young Woman's Heart

The rain was so heavy that one wondered if a giant had turned on a giant showerhead over Hangzhou to take a shower.

The howling wind is the melody of the sonata, and the booming thunder is the song he sings.

A thunderstorm comes and goes quickly.

Today, Mo Xueyao woke up before the alarm clock rang, which was unusual for her.

As she yawned, she put the candy off the blanket and onto the floor, then casually slipped on her school uniform and the stockings that had a kindergarten fairytale style.

A very embarrassing design.

At least that's how Mo Xueyao sees it.

But her mother insisted that she wear it once to see how it looked, so she had no choice but to wear it out today.

These are black knee-high socks with many yellow five-pointed stars on them, giving them a very unique look.

She scratched her messy hair, looking slightly annoyed, and yawned repeatedly as she walked out of the small room.

After opening the roller shutter door, the rain outside had stopped.

All that remained were leaves and flowers scattered all over the ground, a testament to the fierce thunderstorm that had just passed.

The trash can was overturned on the ground, scattering garbage everywhere. Sanitation workers wearing raincoats were busy sweeping the garbage back up.

The manhole cover in front of the fruit shop drains well. It was repaired last time, so it shouldn't get clogged again for at least a while.

The sky was still somewhat gloomy, with gray-white clouds drifting slowly across it. A gentle breeze blew by, causing her to squint.

As spring deepens, this city, which has been steeped in cultural heritage since ancient times, takes on a picturesque and poetic atmosphere.

She wanted to compose a poem, but no matter how hard she thought, she could only recall the verses written by the ancients.

Everything that could be written, everything that should be written, has already been written by those who came before.

Mo Xueyao pouted and started washing up in front of the door.

A short while later, the alarm clock rang, and Li Wanyan got up.

"It's very early today." She looked at Mo Xueyao and smiled gently.

"Hmm, such a heavy rain woke me up, but I feel like I slept really well today and feel very refreshed." Mo Xueyao stretched her body, twisted her waist, and made a 'crack' sound.

After washing up, the two children, seeing that their father hadn't come, locked the roller shutter door again, grabbed their schoolbags, left the fruit shop, and headed to school.

A gentle breeze lifted Mo Xueyao's short skirt, revealing glimpses of pink and blue stripes.

A section of smooth, delicate, and fair skin was visible on the star-patterned stockings.

The blue eyes reflected the water stains on the ground, and the water stains on the ground reflected the azure sky with white clouds floating in them.

The sky is already bright now, and as the temperature rises, it gets light earlier and earlier.

A security guard with a scar on his face was holding a cup of tea, sitting on a small stool in front of the guard booth, leisurely appreciating the deserted campus.

"Good morning, Uncle." Mo Xueyao greeted him as usual.

"Good morning!" The uncle took another sip of hot tea. "The cherry blossoms are in full bloom today."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Mo Xueyao looked up and indeed saw the pink cherry blossoms covering the branches of the cherry trees standing on both sides of the school road.

From a distance, they look like fluffy pink cotton balls.

Many petals had fallen due to the dawn thunderstorm, carpeting the road like a pink carpet, making it too beautiful to step on.

"So beautiful..." Mo Xueyao suddenly realized how poor her Chinese language skills were, and for a moment she couldn't find any poems or lyrics in her mind to describe the scene.

Li Wanyan nodded, her small mouth slightly open, but she didn't utter a single word for a long time.

Perhaps she was also pondering what words to use to describe this beautiful scene?

Just then, a familiar voice, but with a rather unfamiliar tone, came from behind them.

"The cherry blossoms bloom intentionally for ten days, and I would gladly circle them a thousand times a day. But yesterday's wind and rain brought misfortune, and to whom can I tell this sorrow?"

Mo Xueyao turned her head and saw Hua Yinyin, carrying a schoolbag, walking leisurely over. Her two braids swayed slightly in the wind, and her eyes were slightly narrowed, as if she was intoxicated by the scene. She even had a bit of the air of a talented woman.

Of course, this is absolutely just an illusion.

"Hua Yinyin, you're here so early today?" Mo Xueyao looked at her in surprise, her tone slightly teasing. "Are you here to copy homework again?"

"Hey, did I come here early to copy homework?" Hua Yinyin's gaze quickly fell on Mo Xueyao's thigh. She walked to her side and patted her casually. "Hey, little Yaoyao is quite interesting. She's wearing such cute socks."

"Shut up, shut up!" Mo Xueyao shouted awkwardly. "It was my mom who made me wear it! Look, Wanyan wore it too, didn't she?"

"Oh~ they're all fairy tale style." Hua Yinyin nodded. "But I still prefer Xiao Yaoyao."

"I think you just like my legs." Mo Xueyao said this without finding anything strange about it.

"That's right, so what do you say, Yao Yao, accept my confession!"

"What a joke!" Mo Xueyao pushed away Hua Yinyin, who was always acting without any sense of propriety, and turned to walk into the classroom.

Li Wanyan was wearing white knee-high socks today, printed with various cartoon flowers.

In fact, her stockings were even more shameful than Mo Xueyao's, but she was much calmer than Mo Xueyao.

Hua Yinyin picked up a few clean cherry blossoms and put them in her pocket, then followed Mo Xueyao as she jogged up the hill.

……

Mr. Xue took the early morning bus and arrived at the station near the school.

When I got off at the station, I saw Duanmu Ji whistling softly, with the handle of a lollipop still in his mouth.

"Duanmu Ji," Mr. Xue greeted him with a smile, "You're up so early too."

“Occasionally,” Duanmu Ji replied briefly, taking the stick with many teeth marks out of his mouth and throwing it into the trash can next to him.

The two met in the club, but they didn't have much interaction outside of the club.

Moreover, for some reason, Duanmu Ji always seemed to be somewhat hostile towards Mr. Xue.

The two did not continue their conversation and walked to the school gate one after the other.

The blooming cherry blossoms have a dazzling and gorgeous beauty, as if you have entered a fairy tale world.

"Yukong should plant more cherry blossom trees, so that there will be cherry blossoms everywhere during the cherry blossom season," Mr. Xue said to himself.

"That way there won't be any flowers to see in other seasons."

"But this compromise will greatly reduce the enjoyment of each season. There are all kinds of flowers, but none of them reach the ultimate beauty."

"Chinese people have always preferred compromise," Duanmu Ji quoted a line from Lu Xun.

“You’re right.” Mr. Xue smiled and pushed up his new glasses that he had just gotten today—a pair of round-framed resin glasses that were rare these days. “So in many situations, we shouldn’t always try to compromise.”

“It’s hard to change most people’s minds.” Duanmu Ji took out another lollipop from his pocket, tore off the wrapper, and put it in his mouth. The lollipop collided with his teeth, making a slight sound.

"Aren't you going to pick up a few petals?" Mr. Xue squatted down and picked up a petal that was twice the size of the others.

Duanmu Ji did not answer, a look of doubt appearing on his face.

“You can press heavy books together to make bookmarks,” Mr. Xue explained.

"Why not just buy bookmarks?"

"Because such bookmarks are more meaningful as keepsakes."

Duanmu Ji raised an eyebrow, indicating that he was not interested.

Mr. Xue didn't say anything more, but just smiled and nodded at him before walking upstairs.

Not long after Mr. Xue left, Duanmu Ji pretended to be nonchalant, squatted down, and picked up a petal as well.

……

When Chen Cheng dropped Zhuang Lianlian off at the entrance of the grocery store, the store was not yet open, and the owner of the fruit shop next door had just opened the roller shutter door.

"Wait a minute." Zhuang Lianlian called out to Chen Cheng, who was turning around to ride away on his electric bike, and walked to his side.

"what happened?"

"Let me straighten your collar." Zhuang Lianlian smiled and tugged at his collar, then smoothed out any wrinkles in his clothes. "Pay attention in class, and teach me when you get back."

"I'll try my best..." Chen Cheng couldn't help but grin, as if recalling the fear of being dominated by English.

"Be careful on the road, don't ride too fast, and don't go into the alleys to smoke again, or you'll come back with several wounds like last time."

"know."

"However, you are not allowed to smoke at home, but you are permitted to smoke on the balcony."

"it is good."

"Well then, bye-bye~"

"See you tonight!" Chen Cheng waved, turned the handle, and quickly left.

The fruit shop owner, who was opening his shop, glanced over and gave Zhuang Lianlian a friendly smile.

The latter smiled shyly, turned around, and used a key to pull open the roller shutter door of the grocery store.

Chen Cheng felt a sweet feeling spreading through his heart, and he felt that he had never looked forward to the arrival of each day as much as he had recently.

……

Huang Zhengyang's truck was parked not far from the school gate. He jumped off the truck, then hugged Huang Yuxi who had jumped off, and slowly put her on the ground.

As usual, the older brother saw his younger brother off at the school gate and prepared to say goodbye.

"Oh, the cherry blossoms at your school are in full bloom! They're so beautiful." Huang Zhengyang glanced inside. "If only we had a camera, we could take a picture of you here."

Huang Yuxi pursed her lips, indicating 'what a pity'.

"Well, by this time next year, I should have a chance. I'll try to save up enough money to buy a cheap secondhand camera." Huang Zhengyang patted Huang Yuxi's head. "Go to school, and don't forget to get along well with your classmates today."

Huang Yuxi looked down and quickly wrote a sentence on the whiteboard: "I greet my classmates every day!"

"Haha, that's good. See you this afternoon."

"Mm." Huang Yuxi nodded.

……

The students arrived at the classroom one after another, and just as the bell was about to ring for being late, Wang Jiale rushed in, biting into a steamed bun.

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