A Young Woman's Heart

Since we are human beings, we need entertainment.

Otherwise, wouldn't it become a machine?

With Guan Peng gone, the physics class began.

The 'solo comedy lesson' was so enjoyable that even Mo Xueyao couldn't quickly refocus and kept drifting off into the magnificent and splendid river of history.

Fortunately, after half a class, things finally calmed down. Ye Yu was already experienced with this, so he spent the first half of the class calming the students down before speeding up his lecture in the second half.

After two consecutive physics classes, Mo Xueyao's attention immediately wandered the moment the bell rang.

After all, listening to lectures for so long is just too tiring...

"Alright, get out of class dismissed."

"Wait, teacher, you haven't assigned homework yet!" A student raised their hand.

Many people glared at him angrily.

The person who shouted those words was Mo Xueyao's deskmate.

The boy named An Ruosu.

He seems a bit too straightforward...

After all, even the physics class representative refrained from saying anything.

"Oh, homework, I almost forgot—" Ye Yu hurriedly started assigning homework, then quickly walked towards the office with the teaching materials in his arms.

In the past, Mo Xueyao might have assumed he was rushing to prepare for tomorrow's lecture, but now she realized that the teacher's haste to leave school might also be to—

I'm in a hurry to play games.

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Chapter Thirty-Five: Going Home Together

The air after school always smells sweet.

Especially on such a sunny day.

When Mo Xueyao packed her schoolbag and went out, her two sisters, Mo Xiaoxiao and Mo Zhuyou, were already waiting for her at the classroom door.

"Are you leaving already?" Mo Xiao asked with a smile.

"Ah, let's go."

The ten minutes before school lets out are the most crowded time at the school gate.

But after this period, it will become empty again.

Some people just don't like leaving school during the most crowded times, like Mo Xueyao.

She slowly packed her schoolbag, partly to avoid forgetting anything and partly to avoid the peak school opening season.

Compared to a group of people rushing out of the school like pigs leaving their pen, she preferred to leave leisurely and slowly.

Mo Xueyao had initially thought that Mo Xiaoxiao and Mo Zhuyou would emerge from the underground parking garage on two bicycles, but to her surprise, there was only one in the end…

Mo Zhuyou sat in the back seat, lazily hugging Mo Xiaoxiao's waist, enjoying the ease.

"Xiao Yao, let's go," Mo Xiaoxiao called out, swaying slightly.

"Oh... is it okay to carry people?" Mo Xueyao asked.

Boys of the same age often give each other rides, but she rarely saw girls of the same age do the same.

Perhaps it's because the girls are less strong, and with an extra person, it's harder for them to maintain the balance of the bicycle.

But Mo Xiaoxiao didn't have this problem; at most, she just wobbled a little when starting.

She seems to have found the right technique and can now ride with Mo Zhuyou on her back with relative ease.

"Why not buy another bicycle?" On the way home, Mo Xueyao slowed down so that she and the two sisters, Mo Xiaoxiao, could ride side by side.

Anyway, there aren't many bicycles on this road yet, so even if you ride side by side, you don't have to worry about blocking the road.

"Buying two would be a waste; one is enough," Mo Xiaoxiao replied with a smile, her eyes curving like crescent moons, her dimples deep and sweet.

But Mo Xueyao wondered if the other person would get angry if she asked any further questions...

The meaning is quite clear: the family's financial situation isn't very good, so they're trying to save as much as they can.

After all, although it's a bit tiring every day, all you need is a bicycle.

In those days, a new bicycle would cost at least three to five hundred yuan, which was a lot of money back then.

Of course, another option is to buy stolen bikes from certain bicycle shops.

Fake bicycle license plates are attached to the bicycles, since generally no one checks bicycles anymore.

Therefore, it is entirely possible to buy it at a price even cheaper than a used car.

But if we have to talk about risks, there are still some...

People with more concerns might still choose a used car.

Mo Xueyao's car was a second-hand car, bought from an ordinary person.

The price wasn't exactly cheap either; it cost me over 150 yuan when I bought it.

The mother's car was a stolen vehicle.

Her car is pretty good too, but it only costs eighty.

When people are poor, they will try every means to save money.

As for whether buying stolen cars is morally wrong, or whether it will embolden car thieves, I simply don't care.

The saying "poverty makes people lose their ambition" is not just a casual remark.

For the sake of making a living, it's better not to think about some things.

"Mo Xiaoxiao, have you finished your homework?" Mo Xueyao asked, changing the subject.

"I only have one physics assignment left."

"Wow, sis, you wrote so fast! Go back and copy it for me," Mo Zhuyou said, as if it had become a habit.

"You're always copying homework, whose will you copy during the exam? Don't you want to go to the same university as me?"

"Sis, you're a good student, you should go to university... As for me, a high school diploma is enough, right? After graduating from high school, I'll go to work and I'll help you earn your tuition."

"..." Mo Xiaoxiao's smile was very forced this time.

Mo Xueyao suddenly realized that Mo Xiaoxiao didn't actually love to laugh; her laughter might just be a habit.

Even happiness seems superficial.

It was as if she was carrying some invisible burden, preventing her from relaxing.

But that shouldn't be the case.

With parents around, no matter how difficult things are at home, children don't have to bear so much burden, right?

Or is it that Mo Xiaoxiao's family favors boys over girls, and besides her two daughters, there is also a son?

If that's the case, then being able to afford high school for both of them would already be considered quite good, as university tuition is much more expensive than high school, and they probably wouldn't be able to afford it.

In this way, what Mo Zhuyou said can be explained.

Just then, Mo Zhuyou, who wasn't familiar with Mo Xueyao and therefore didn't talk to her much, unusually took the initiative to ask, "Mo Xueyao... if you go home now, are your parents home?"

"Dad might have gone home, but I don't know about Mom..."

"Does the whole family live together?" Mo Xiaoxiao asked, picking up the conversation.

"Of course," Mo Xueyao replied matter-of-factly.

At that moment, she was focused on the road ahead and didn't notice the envy that simultaneously appeared in the eyes of Mo Xiaoxiao and Mo Zhuyou.

"It's clear that Xiaoyao's family is very harmonious."

"Hmm...I guess so." Mo Xueyao nodded, recalling that although her parents sometimes argued, they always made up afterwards.

Along the way, although our family wasn't wealthy, we did work together.

Moreover, it is said that Mo Xueyao's father used to be quite fond of gambling when she was a child, but now he seems to gamble very little, which can be considered as a prodigal son turning over a new leaf.

"That's great~" Mo Xiaoxiao sighed.

Mo Zhuyou in the back seat nodded, then reached out and grabbed a maple leaf that was swaying and falling: "Hey, sis, this maple leaf is nice. We can take it back and make it into a bookmark. Although it's withered and yellow, it's not brittle at all. It still has moisture and is quite resilient."

"Sure, take it back and dry it."

"They'll become brittle when dried..."

"Then just tuck it inside the book."

"Hmm, this is more convenient."

Because she had someone to travel with, the thirty-minute drive that Mo Xueyao had initially thought would be long passed in a flash.

So much so that I was a little reluctant to part ways.

"See you tomorrow then~" Mo Xiao smiled and waved goodbye to her.

"Well, bye-bye. I'm really envious of you two. You have your own sisters, and you always have someone to go home with."

"Pfft, what's so special about that? We're actually envious of you." Mo Xiaoxiao shook her head with a smile.

"Bye-bye—" The bicycle continued to ride away, and Mo Zhuyou waved from the back seat.

The setting sun cast a slightly melancholic hue over the entire city.

"I envy them, but they envy me. Perhaps people are never satisfied?" Mo Xueyao laughed self-deprecatingly and stepped on the pedal again.

Although it's not far from here to my home.

But because I had been traveling with others the whole way, the last stretch of the journey suddenly felt quite long when I was all alone.

When I got home, there was no one there.