A Young Woman's Heart

Mo Xueyao suddenly felt a headache coming on.

Arriving too early doesn't seem like a good thing...

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Chapter Thirty-One: The School Empty at Dawn

Giving up directly is clearly not Mo Xueyao's style.

At the very least, shouldn't we try to struggle a bit?

With that thought in mind, she began to check each of the windows in the corridor one by one.

I remember in junior high school, there was always a window in the classroom that couldn't be closed, or was deliberately left open, so we could open the window and climb in.

Unfortunately, because Li Wanyan was always the last to leave each day, she must have checked everything carefully, so every window facing the corridor was locked, and there wasn't a single one that had been missed...

Mo Xueyao still refused to give up, so she started shaking the window.

The windows rattled loudly, the sound carrying exceptionally far in the quiet school.

Back in junior high, we could use this method to pull down the latches on the windows.

Unfortunately, the windows at Yukong High School seemed to be of very good quality and couldn't be rolled down. After trying them one by one without success, Mo Xueyao had no choice but to give up.

"Oh dear—where should I eat...?" She was still thinking about the fried noodles in her schoolbag, because they would get cold if she didn't eat them soon.

It doesn't taste as good when it's cold.

She leaned against the windowsill in the corridor and looked out onto the playground.

Yukong High School has a large playground with a wide variety of facilities.

Similarly, in front of the bushes along the edge of the playground, there were also some wooden benches for resting.

It's similar to the benches in a park.

Hmm... of course it might not be made of wood, it's just made to look like natural wood.

Although there's no table, at least there's a place to sit.

Mo Xueyao immediately decided to eat there.

Some hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor, bringing a touch of life and vitality to the deserted school in the early morning.

The morning sun slowly rose in the sky, and its pale yellow light brought a touch of warmth to Mo Xueyao.

She plopped down on the bench, then hissed softly and hurriedly stood up.

"So cold!" she muttered, rubbing her bottom. This time, she lifted her skirt, letting the hem cushion her fall, and slowly sat down, which eased the icy feeling considerably.

The stockings covered her entire thigh, but she could still clearly feel the coldness of the chair.

Mo Xueyao shivered and shook her body. Before she could even warm up the place she was sitting, she opened her schoolbag and took out the fried noodles and tofu pudding.

"Thank goodness, it's still warm." She muttered to herself happily, untied the two layers of plastic bags, tore off the plastic bag from the disposable chopsticks with one hand, opened the foam box, and couldn't wait to start eating.

Every day at home, breakfast consists of plain congee, pickled vegetables, and braised pork belly with preserved mustard greens.

Moreover, although there is meat in the braised pork with preserved mustard greens, everyone is reluctant to eat it. They only leave it inside to smell the aroma of the meat. Only when they really can't resist will they take a bite.

In comparison, this fried noodle dish is much more substantial.

It includes pork tenderloin and ham, as well as green vegetables, cabbage, bean sprouts, and carrots. Each one is delicious, and the combination makes it even better.

Because her family wasn't well-off, Mo Xueyao learned to appreciate food carefully.

Unless I'm so sick of eating, I savor the taste of the food and let that feeling of happiness flow through my veins.

Although she didn't eat much each time, she ate very quickly. A box of fried noodles was finished in just five or six minutes. When she finished eating, Mo Xueyao remembered that she still had a cup of savory tofu pudding.

She put the foam box back into the bag and set it aside for the time being.

Then he inserted the straw into the disposable plastic cup containing the tofu pudding and took a small sip.

"So comfortable...so warm..." Mo Xueyao squinted her eyes, enjoying the wonderful morning.

At this moment, the quiet school seemed to belong to her alone.

Then, she heard a special bell ringing in the school.

It's the kind of thing that you don't usually hear about.

The sound gradually increased in volume, becoming louder and louder, with a touch of melodiousness and ethereal quality, seemingly capable of quickly bringing one back to their senses.

Then, the dormitory building erupted in chaos.

The once quiet school suddenly became noisy.

If you listen carefully, you won't hear many people's voices.

About ten minutes later, the bell that had rung earlier rang again.

Physical education teacher Ye Ran walked out of the dormitory building and blew the whistle hanging around his neck.

Twenty or thirty students walked out in a scattered manner. One of them yawned, and it was as if it were contagious, causing the other students to start yawning as well.

These are the boarding students at Yukong High School.

Yukong High School does not require students to live on campus unless the school is far from home and it is really inconvenient, in which case students will be allowed to live on campus after submitting an application.

Therefore, not many students live on campus.

After all, although Yukong High School is relatively remote, it is still within the urban area of ​​Hangzhou. Although it is far away, most people can get to the school within forty minutes by car or bike.

These twenty or thirty students live more than an hour away from school. They range from the first year of high school to the third year, and include both boys and girls.

However, it seems there are more girls than girls.

Perhaps the boys would rather spend more time commuting than have less freedom living on campus.

The boarding students, who had just finished washing up, lined up at Ye Ran's whistle and began jogging slowly on the playground.

Yes... this is a morning exercise that only boarding students need to do.

If they still have morning exercises in winter, it means they will have to run twice a morning.

This is probably the price of living in a dormitory...

Although it might actually be healthier than living at home.

Incidentally, boarding at Yukong High School is completely free, so the teachers who look after the students are basically doing voluntary work.

Students ran past Mo Xueyao in twos and threes, and many of them glanced at her curiously.

After all, apart from boarding students, no one should be at school this early.

If she were a boarding student, she should be required to run along with them.

"One, two, one, two, one—! Don't slack off, everyone get running!" Ye Ran followed behind the students, blowing his whistle as he ran. "An Ruosu, don't run too fast. A slow jog in the morning is enough. Don't waste your energy!"

Mo Xueyao stared at the student named An Ruosu for a while, feeling that his back view seemed somewhat familiar...

I think I've seen you somewhere before, right?

And it was the kind I'd only seen recently.

She frowned, deep in thought, and was just about to come up with an answer when Ye Ran interrupted her.

"Good morning, why are you at school so early?" Ye Ran waved to her. "Want to go for a run together?"

Perhaps Ye Ran doesn't remember this student who can't do strenuous exercise, or perhaps he has forgotten that Mo Xueyao can't do strenuous exercise.

In short, his invitation seemed quite 'sincere'.

However, she didn't want to suffer like that, so she quickly shook her head like a rattle drum.

"Exercising in the morning is good for your health."

"...I rode my bike here this morning, half an hour is already considered exercise..." Mo Xueyao muttered in reply.

"Half an hour by bike? That's a pretty good distance." Ye Ran stretched and said, seemingly lost in thought.

Before Mo Xueyao could answer, he sped up and ran a long distance ahead, then patted the boy who was running at the back: "Hey, wake up! You can fall asleep while running, you're really something!"

"I'm sleepy..." the boy mumbled in reply, yawning one after another.

The boy named An Ruosu had already run another lap.

In other words, Mo Xueyao saw him up close once again.

Now she finally remembered who he was.

Isn't that... her deskmate in front of her?

The boy in the second row, also sitting by the window.

He looks to be only about 1.7 meters tall, but he has excellent athletic ability.

Moreover, he doesn't have the exaggerated muscles of a well-athletic guy; his overall proportions are relatively slender, making him look like he's cut out for running.

In 1999, a boy who was 1.7 meters tall was not considered short.

Therefore, in Mo Xueyao's opinion, An Ruosu's height is perfect.

Back when she was a boy, she really wished she could grow to 1.7 meters tall...

However, she is still 1.58 meters tall.

Hopefully, her delayed puberty will allow her to grow tall enough in no time.

However, reaching 1.7 meters tall seems to be a little difficult.

Mo Xueyao felt that it must be her mother who made her look shorter.

Because her father is 1.72 meters tall, while her mother is less than 1.5 meters tall.

She's grown to 1.58 meters tall thanks to the genes she inherited from her father!

After running two and a half laps, An Ruosu stopped, her whole body steaming with white vapor.

"Alright, An Ruosu, you can go do whatever you want now!" Ye Ran waved his hand and said loudly.