A Young Woman's Heart

"What's with the 'hey'? I think the most important thing for a person is to realize their self-worth. Always thinking about looking good is too superficial, isn't it?"

"Oh, how dare you call me shallow, little Yao Yao!" Hua Yinyin started tickling her without any politeness.

"Pfft—hahahaha..." Mo Xueyao rolled on the ground, tickled. "Stop it, hahaha..."

"Alright, it's getting late." Ye Wen stood up and clapped her hands. "Everyone should be full by now, right?"

"We're full—" Gao Yuan led the way, drawing out the words in his reply.

It's already nine o'clock.

"So fast!" Wang Jiale exclaimed in surprise. "It feels like it just got dark!"

“I think so too,” Xuan Anyi smiled, “I guess happy times are always too short.”

"Well, don't worry, we'll be staying here for another two weeks, so there'll be plenty of time to go to more places later." Ye Wen stretched comfortably, "Let's pack our things and head back to the villa. Everyone must be tired today, considering how long the journey was and how much time we spent playing around here. We can just shower and go to sleep. If you don't want to do your own laundry, you can give your clothes to Ms. Shui Zhishi—she'll sort them and put them in the washing machine for you. Remember to let us know in advance if there are any precautions regarding your clothes. Okay, let's pack!"

This fulfilling day is finally coming to an end.

……

Chapter Twenty: Falling Asleep in the Bathtub

This was the first time in Mo Xueyao's life that she had ever heard of bath salts, and also the first time she had ever heard of the wide variety of bath salts available.

On a small shelf next to the bathtub, there were various 'flavored' bath salts.

That's right, if you didn't know, you'd think it was something you could steep and drink.

There's papaya milk, coffee chocolate, original milk tea, rose tea, and even a packet of tofu soup flavored...

The country of origin is listed as 'Japan', so it looks like an imported product.

Just how imaginative must one be to invent so many bizarre bath products?

"How about making it with tofu soup flavor?" Hua Yinyin seemed really interested in trying it.

"Forget it... let's just have regular papaya milk, that looks more normal," Mo Xueyao said, her eyelids drooping.

Before taking a bath, you have to wash yourself clean. Living in the same room as Hua Yinyin, it's practically impossible for her to invade the bathroom.

Mo Xueyao had almost gotten used to her.

Sometimes Mo Xueyao didn't treat her like a girl, but rather like a naughty, unruly child.

If you change your perspective and look at things differently, you won't feel so shy.

Hua Yinyin put down the bath salts and then let the warm water fill the bathtub. By the time the two of them finished showering, the tub was almost full.

"Little Yaoyao, I'm here~" Hua Yinyin opened the glass door of the shower room and rushed in.

The sight of her pale body swaying made Mo Xueyao a little dizzy. She turned her head to the side, stared at the tiles, and said, "Alright, alright, hurry up and take a shower."

"Want me to scrub your back? Or maybe my thighs? I'll make sure they're thoroughly clean!"

"What weird idea are you up to now..." Mo Xueyao said, her eyelids drooping.

"Absolutely not! Look into my sincere eyes, I really just wanted to help Yaoyao scrub her back. Did Yaoyao scrub her back carefully when she takes a bath by herself?"

"I'll scrub myself with a towel, you just wash yourself..." Mo Xueyao said, applying shower gel to her body and using a lot of foam to cover her body so that Hua Yinyin wouldn't be able to see everything at a glance.

But her slippery hands were never idle; they kept trying to touch her.

Mo Xueyao, of course, couldn't let her be so 'outrageous,' so she retaliated without hesitation, resulting in the two of them tickling each other and laughing together.

Only when Hua Yinyin was too tired to make a fuss anymore did the two of them finally rinse off the soap and plop down in the bathtub that was almost full of water.

The two of them sat inside, and the water inside started to overflow with a 'splash'.

The milky white liquid really does look a bit like a milk bath.

You can even smell a faint milky aroma.

"Can I drink this?" Hua Yinyin asked curiously, dipping her finger in the bathwater and then licking it on her tongue.

"Hey, don't drink random things!"

"It's alright, the bathwater from the beautiful girl is non-toxic!" Hua Yinyin said as she lay down comfortably.

The spacious bathtub is big enough for two people to lie at either end, with their heads resting in the specially designed recesses, though it's a bit firm; a softer mattress would have been better.

But if it's a soft pad, it might fall apart very easily.

Soaking in the bathtub, all the fatigue of the day seems to disappear.

Mo Xueyao experienced the joy of being rich once again.

Taking a bath like this every day would be so enjoyable.

It would be even better if she could have the bathtub all to herself.

I felt completely empty of my mind in the warm water.

It felt as light as if it were floating on a cloud.

Hua Yinyin stared at Mo Xueyao's face, seemingly finding the milky white and opaque bath salts somewhat cumbersome.

However, she still squinted her eyes in enjoyment.

The only downside is that there's no window in the bathtub area. Otherwise, lying in the bathtub while enjoying the view outside would be pure bliss.

The steam rose and filled the bathroom, making the surroundings hazy.

When Mo Xueyao's skin turned slightly red from soaking in the bath, she finally climbed out of the tub.

Once my body returned to the air, I felt somewhat heavy without the buoyancy of the water.

"Yinyin, do you want to continue soaking?" Mo Xueyao asked, but received no response.

She looked again and found that Hua Yinyin had already fallen asleep in a daze.

Falling asleep in the bathtub is a very dangerous thing.

She checked her breathing with a little panic, and thankfully, it was steady... It seemed she was just asleep.

No wonder she wasn't making much noise today; she must be really tired.

"Wake up, wake up." Mo Xueyao nudged her.

"Ugh... um...?" Hua Yinyin opened her eyes groggily, but closed them again in less than three seconds.

"Wake up! Go to bed if you want to sleep." Mo Xueyao helplessly pinched her cheek and shouted into her ear, "Get up—!"

"Ugh... sleepy..." Hua Yinyin mumbled indistinctly, raising her hands, "Xiao Yaoyao... help me up..."

"Hey—ouch—!" Mo Xueyao struggled to pull her out of the bathtub. "So heavy."

"It's not heavy at all..." she retorted softly, leaning almost her entire body weight on Mo Xueyao.

Mo Xueyao had to carry and drag her back to the bed.

A person who is asleep feels as if they are filled with lead, extremely heavy.

After throwing her onto the bed, Mo Xueyao put on her pajamas herself.

She herself was extremely tired, and only had the strength to wrap Hua Yinyin in a bath towel before crawling into the bed.

The central air conditioning is already on, and it even feels a bit cold.

Hua Yinyin clung to Mo Xueyao like an octopus, her body fidgeting restlessly. The towel that wasn't properly wrapped slipped down, and their skin came into intimate contact.

Of course, Mo Xueyao was no longer feeling anything at this point.

After all, when a person is very tired, neither food nor beauty can tempt them.

All she wants to do right now is close her eyes and go to sleep, and deal with whatever comes up the next morning.

Within a few breaths, she drifted into a dream.

She even dreamed that she was sleeping, which shows just how tired she was.

And as time went by, the dream of herself sleeping sank a little deeper, making her dream that she was dreaming while she was sleeping...

When you dream to this extent, it feels as if your soul has left your body, and even if you are vaguely aware that you are dreaming, you cannot wake up from the dream.

These dreams are somewhat hazy and blurry, making everything seem unreal. Sometimes, the scenes even feel like they're made up of mosaic tiles...

She calmed herself down and found herself standing at the entrance of a park, with a bustling street behind her. But when she walked over, she was blocked by an invisible wall.

Unlike the streets, the park behind us was pitch black, looking like it had been abandoned for a long time.

Even the streetlights are barely working.

Of the ten lamps, perhaps only one is lit.

Moreover, even the lights that were on flickered, as if they might go out at any moment.

In Mo Xueyao's view, this was a strange park.

She could vaguely hear a creaking sound, and following the sound, she saw a little boy sitting on a rusty swing.

When he saw Mo Xueyao, he suddenly panicked: "Who are you?"

"Uh?"

"You're not me...you...how did you get back here?"

"What?" Mo Xueyao was completely confused.

"You...you've entered the wrong dream. This isn't your dream. Leave now, leave now."

"Whose dream is this?"

“This is a dream that someone had before… I’m waiting for her to come back, I want to see her one last time.”

"Oh?"

"But she still hasn't come back. Perhaps she no longer intends to return to this city."

Mo Xueyao was completely confused, but dreams probably don't need any logic. After the little boy said, "Go away, this isn't your dream," the dream began to collapse.

Then, a sea of ​​flowers appeared before her eyes.