A Young Woman's Heart

"Hey, you three young ladies, don't stand together like that, you're blocking the way," an older woman said with displeasure, walking around her.

Li Wanyan did not react, but stopped standing there.

"What's wrong, Wanyan? Do you want to buy something?" Mo Xueyao followed her gaze to the small shop at the school gate.

"How about Xiaoyao and I share an umbrella? That way we won't block the way. My umbrella is quite big," Lu Chengyuan suggested.

"Hmm... or Wanyan and I could work together to support each other."

“Actually, it’s no problem for the three of us to work together to support each other,” Lu Chengyuan said with a light laugh.

Although the two were joking around, Li Wanyan's attention was clearly not on this. She took a few steps forward, picked up a small plastic bottle with pretty bubble patterns drawn on it.

"Boss, how much is this?" Li Wanyan asked.

"Five cents a bottle."

"The price has gone up, but the quantity is still the same," Mo Xueyao muttered from the side.

Li Wanyan bought the bubble bottle without any hesitation. Although it was labeled as a small bottle, it was actually quite large.

"Why does the class monitor suddenly want to blow bubbles? That's something only kids do, isn't it?" Lu Chengyuan asked, somewhat puzzled.

"She probably thought of something from the past," Mo Xueyao answered for Li Wanyan.

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Chapter 314 The Past of the Sister and Brother

The "Ji" in Duanmu Ji actually means "to relieve" or "to provide relief".

Duanmu is the surname given to him by his adoptive sister.

The sister's surname was found on a note on her body when she was found by a kind person and taken to an orphanage.

Her surname is Duanmu.

But his parents were nowhere to be found.

That year, Duanmu Ji was eleven years old.

It was the first year after Duanmu Bi came of age and was officially adopted into her household register as her younger brother.

"Xiao Ji~" At the entrance of the primary school, Duanmu Bi waved her arms vigorously at him, a smile on her face.

Duanmu Ji's eyes lit up as if he had discovered an oasis in the desert. He ran over quickly with his schoolbag on his back and clung to his sister's arm affectionately.

"How was school today?" His older sister bent down and ruffled his hair. "Did you study hard?"

"Hmm...it's alright."

"Want some popsicles? It'll be on me!"

"Sister, have you found a job..." Duanmu Ji said softly, looking at his sister, who was his only family in the world despite not being related by blood. "Wouldn't it be better if you didn't spend money recklessly?"

"Hey, I just wanted to tell you today that I found a job, and this job even allows me to learn while I'm working."

"Hmm... what is it?"

"—I'm a model for someone else. It's very easy. I can just sit and not move. The salary is okay. It's enough to support the two of us."

"Your sister is amazing, she can actually be a model."

"Hmm, of course! My figure is great! I passed the interview on my first try!" Duanmu Bi patted Duanmu Ji's head proudly.

"Sister, you shouldn't be too proud of yourself. You finally got a job, so you should do it well."

"Tch, he's clearly just a little kid who hasn't even developed yet, but he's acting all mature. It's unbearable to watch!" Duanmu Bi picked Duanmu Ji up in her arms. "A little kid should act like a little kid. At times like this, he should be yelling and shouting, 'Sister, I want ice cream!'"

Duanmu Ji drooped his eyelids and looked at her with disdain.

In the roadside shop, the refrigerators placed horizontally are covered with a thick cotton cloth. Lifting the cloth reveals various flavors of cold food, including popsicles, ice cream, and ice cream.

The choices left Duanmu Ji dazzled.

"So, which one do you want to eat?"

"Hmm...hmm...how about...ice cream? Doll ice cream." Duanmu Ji wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.

"Boss, two doll-shaped ice creams, please!" Duanmu Bi snapped her fingers.

After receiving the ice cream, Duanmu Ji, who was telling his sister to save money, couldn't wait to open it and stuff it into his mouth.

But before they could savor the taste for long, raindrops began to fall from the sky.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the brother and sister, who had only walked a few steps, had to shield their heads with their hands and run home as fast as they could.

However, Duanmu Ji was quite happy.

"Wow, sister, it's raining!"

"It's raining, so why are you getting so worked up? You're all soaked."

"So refreshing!" Duanmu Ji jumped and shouted, almost dropping the ice cream in his hand.

"Hurry up, we need to go home to shower and change!"

"Run! Whoa!" Duanmu Ji ran wildly in the rain, leaving his sister behind, like a puppy that had just broken free of its leash.

"Little brat, running so fast," Duanmu Bi complained, taking a few more steps.

By the time the two arrived home, the ice cream was almost melted, but they still ate it all up without wasting a drop.

"Achoo!" Duanmu Ji sneezed loudly, rubbing the tip of his nose. "Sister, that feels so good!"

"Enjoy it my foot!" Duanmu Bi tapped his forehead in annoyance. "Do you really like being in the rain that much?"

"It's so hot, it's quite nice to get wet in the rain. Don't you like it, sister? Splashing in puddles and getting wet in the rain."

"That's all from when I was little, and it's easy to catch a cold like that. Alright, alright, let's go home and take a shower." Duanmu Bi pushed open the door and went inside.

This is a small rental house, its only advantage being that it is not a farmer's house, but an ordinary residential house.

In other words, it is independent.

Although it's not big, it does have a very modern bathroom with separate wet and dry areas.

"Hurry up and take a bath, you go first." Duanmu Bi shook her hair and quickly grabbed a dry towel to dry her younger brother, lest the little guy take too long and catch a cold again.

"I want to bathe with my sister~!" The younger brother, Duanmu Ji, hugged his older sister, Duanmu Bi's, leg, biting his lip and saying expectantly.

"Okay, okay, let's shower together~ Do you want me to scrub your back again?" The older sister opened the bathroom door helplessly and placed a small stool under the showerhead.

"Mmm, back scrubbing! It feels so good to have your back scrubbed, sister!"

"Tch, I'm not your babysitter. I can scrub your back, but you'll have to learn to cook."

"No way!" Duanmu Ji shook his head like a rattle drum.

"Then I won't scrub your back."

"Sister, I'm still a child! I can't cook, it's too dangerous!"

"Tch, what do you mean 'little'? She's eleven years old already. She should learn to cook for herself so I can relax a bit when I get home from get off work."

"Sister, you are exploiting child labor."

"So what if I exploit you? You eat my food and live in my house, so I can squeeze you dry without any problem."

"Is my sister a slave owner?!"

"Have you ever seen a slave owner scrubbing a slave's back?" Duanmu Bi tapped his head impatiently. "Alright, alright, I'll wash with you. Hurry up and sit on the bench, I'll scrub your back."

"My older sister is the best! I love my older sister the most!"

"Little guy, you weren't this sweet-talking before. Where did you learn that? Did you learn it from someone at school?"

"No, that's because I really like my sister that I said that."

"Alright, alright, all you want is for me to scrub your back, and you don't want to learn how to cook, right? Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?" Duanmu Bi turned on the shower and turned to Duanmu Ji, urging, "Hurry up, take off your clothes and take a shower."

"I'm taking my clothes off, aren't you going to take yours off too, sister?"

"Oh, you little brat, you want to see girls take their clothes off at such a young age?"

"Huh?"

"Haha, never mind, you wouldn't understand anyway." Duanmu Bi hid her blush with laughter. "Sit down, I'll rinse you off with the shower head first, then I'll apply shower gel to make you smell nice."

"But I always feel that my sister smells the best," Duanmu Ji asked earnestly. "Does my sister use a lot of shower gel for herself, but only a little for me? My sister is so stingy!"

"You brat, what are you saying? We treat everyone equally, okay?"

"Who said that? My sister uses more shampoo than I do when she washes her hair!"

"That's because my hair is long!" The older sister pinched Duanmu Bi's little face, took off her clothes and threw them into the laundry basket next to her. "Let me see how Xiao Ji is doing, whether he's developing well."

“You’ve grown taller.” Duanmu Ji stood up. “Look, sister, I’ve reached you. I was just here before.”

"You little brat, you're looking at this so openly, aren't you?" Duanmu Bi pressed him down again in an annoyed tone. "No, no, you haven't developed at all."

"Yes, he's developing."

"You haven't even grown any hair yet and you still have the nerve to say you've developed." Duanmu Bi rolled her eyes at him, rubbed shampoo on his hair, creating a big lather, and then rubbed shower gel on his body, covering him completely with foam, leaving only his eyes and mouth showing.

"Ah, sister, there, a little behind, phew...yes, right here, it feels so good, it was so itchy here before."

"You really know how to enjoy life, huh? If you had been born into a wealthy family, you would definitely be a young master."

"Then what is an older sister?"

"I'll probably become your maid, right? Tsk tsk, alright, alright, I'm done scrubbing, now it's your turn to scrub my back!"

"Hey, no way—"

"It's not fair that I'm the one who rubs your back, but you're not the one who rubs mine."

"But don't I still need to cook?"

"That's a different matter. No, you rub my back!"

"Tch, my sister's back is much bigger than mine, so I'm at a disadvantage."