A Young Woman's Heart

Student life can feel both slow and fast.

As she gradually adapted to the unfamiliar environment and the unfamiliar gender that Mo Xueyao found strange, time suddenly seemed to fly by.

The classmates gradually got to know her, although she probably still couldn't remember most of their names.

Her best friend was, of course, her deskmate Wang Jiale. It was precisely because of this lively girl that she was able to integrate into the class relatively easily—even though it seemed to be a group of girls.

But given her current status, it's already highly unlikely that she can integrate into the male group.

Putting aside whether they can fit in, even if they do, it would seem very strange, right?

Early in the morning, Wang Jiale was sitting in her seat eating breakfast, with her cute little short legs draped over Mo Xueyao's legs, leisurely gazing at her.

"Little Haruka~"

"What..." Although they had been together for a week, she still couldn't stand the sweet and coquettish tone. Every time she heard it, she felt goosebumps all over her body.

What's the date today?

October 15th.

What day of the week?

"Friday...you didn't know?" Mo Xueyao asked helplessly, looking at Wang Jiale, who had arrived at school unusually early.

"Hey, it's Friday! It's Friday today, why do you look so unhappy?"

"...This is normal, isn't it?" Mo Xueyao was somewhat speechless. Although Friday was indeed a pleasant day, there was no need to be so excited.

"I can rest for two days! And I can leave school early!" Wang Jiale stuffed the last bit of egg pancake into his mouth, his cheeks puffed out like a hamster's. "I can sleep in tomorrow and the day after!"

"Pfft." Mo Xiaoxiao reached out and pinched Wang Jiale's chubby little face. "Xiaoyao, don't mind her. She's like this every Friday."

"She should calm down." Mo Xueyao deliberately looked out the window.

"Okay, simple~ Lele, military training starts next Monday, it'll last five whole days~"

"Ahhh—don't say that!" Wang Jiale immediately covered her ears in pain.

“Actually, five days is already quite short,” Mo Xueyao said. “When I was in junior high school, military training lasted for a full two weeks.”

"Two weeks is terrible! Five days is long enough! Xiaoyao, your skin is so fair, do you want to get tanned to a crisp?" Wang Jiale shook Mo Xueyao's shoulders vigorously. "I don't know how we're going to get through five long days!"

"Hey, stop shaking me... I'm dizzy..." Mo Xueyao pushed Wang Jiale's small hand away. "So how did you get through your junior high school military training?"

"It's precisely because I've suffered that I don't want to suffer again!" Wang Jiale muttered in reply. "Does Xiaoyao really like military training?"

"I think it's alright... exercising is a good thing, isn't it?"

"Really?" Wang Jiale asked with a look of suspicion.

Mo Xiaoxiao chuckled to herself and whispered from behind, "If Xiaoyao goes to military training, it seems like all she has to do is stand at attention, right?"

"That's right! She can't do strenuous exercise. Although marching and such won't be strenuous, she'll definitely need more rest time. So she just wants to see us suffer, you little rascal! Take this tickling attack!"

“I didn’t think that way!” Mo Xueyao’s tone became serious. “I’m not that kind of person.”

"Tch~" Wang Jiale pouted, her expression showing that she didn't believe it at all.

"...Fine, don't believe me then." Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes. "Excuse me, I need to go to the restroom."

"Going to the toilet? Let's go together." Wang Jiale immediately stood up, and Mo Xiaoxiao also nudged Lu Bolun next to her, making him make way.

Going to the toilet in groups seems to be one of the things girls like to do most.

Having already experienced this, Mo Xueyao pulled out a few napkins from her bag to avoid the embarrassment of having to let the wind dry the water stains later.

As soon as she stepped out of the classroom, a nimble figure darted towards her, grabbing Mo Xueyao's leg and rubbing her cheek against it, drawing the attention of passersby.

"Hey ya~ Haruka's big white legs feel so good!"

Mo Xueyao looked at her with droopy eyelids, already used to her terrible behavior every morning.

"Hua Yinyin, when will you ever be normal?" Mo Xueyao said helplessly.

“I’m perfectly normal right now. A beautiful girl’s long, white legs are a treasure of the world. Hugging them every day will make you feel really happy! Want to try hugging mine?” Hua Yinyin stood up and patted Mo Xueyao’s shoulder as she asked.

"No need, I'm not a pervert..."

“That’s right, that’s right. Our Xiaoyao is not a pervert like you.” Wang Jiale pulled Mo Xueyao over, as if she was afraid that Hua Yinyin would infect her with her perverted nature.

Mo Xueyao was speechless for a moment, thinking to herself, "You don't seem to be much better than her, do you?"

"How can a woman touching another woman's thigh be considered perverted? I was just appreciating beauty. None of you have eyes to appreciate beauty! Sigh, artists are indeed lonely." Hua Yinyin said, brushing past Mo Xueyao, then quickly slapping her buttocks before bursting into the classroom with a sly laugh, as if her scheme had succeeded. "Hehehe~ Today is another pleasant day!"

“She’s so cheerful every day,” Mo Xiao said with a smile.

“Xiaoyao is the new victim.” Wang Jiale looked at Mo Xiaoxiao. “Before Xiaoyao came, she ruined all the girls in the class.”

“That’s right, but now, it seems I like Xiaoyao a little more.” Mo Xiao smiled as she looked at Mo Xueyao’s legs. “Hua Yinyin’s tastes are really peculiar.”

"It should be called terrible," Wang Jiale muttered, correcting him.

"Sis—! You didn't call me when you went to the bathroom again!" Mo Zhuyou chased after her from the classroom. "Hmph, ever since Xiaoyao came along, you haven't asked me to hang out with you at school."

“Since we’re always glued together at home anyway, wouldn’t it be nice to separate a bit when we’re out?” Mo Xiao smiled and ruffled Mo Zhuyou’s hair. “Didn’t you keep saying you needed some personal space?”

"When did I say that?" Mo Zhuyou pretended to be clueless and looked up at the sky. "Sis, what do you think will be for lunch today?"

"The first class hasn't even started yet, and you're already thinking about lunch?" Wang Jiale teased. "Aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"

"I'd rather gain weight," Mo Zhuyou muttered.

Mo Xiaoxiao's smile, however, was somewhat awkward.

Mo Xueyao glanced at the two sisters with a strange look, feeling that there was something more to Mo Zhuyou's words.

But the naive Wang Jiale was completely unaware.

While everyone was joking around, the class monitor walked over alone. She looked unwell and her steps were a little unsteady.

"Our class monitor has been acting strange lately, have you guys noticed?" Wang Jiale lowered her voice, as if she were talking about some secret.

"Maybe something happened at home," Mo Xiaoxiao said meaningfully, as if she had been through it all.

"It seems like her parents got divorced," Wang Jiale said softly, a rumor she didn't know where it came from.

"It's best not to say anything that's not certain," Mo Xueyao said softly, smoothing her skirt, which had been wrinkled by Hua Yinyin.

"It seems that Teacher Ye Wen is already helping her coordinate things at home." Mo Zhuyou seemed to know something.

"Really?" Wang Jiale's eyes widened. "So it really is a divorce?"

“It doesn’t seem to be a divorce, it might be more serious than that… I heard it involves the underworld or something.” Mo Zhuyou said, looking at her older sister, “My sister should know more than I do.”

"Hmm... I overheard it at the office door last time. It seemed like her father was in debt and then gangsters came to her door... I didn't hear the rest clearly, but in the end, it was because the class monitor couldn't concentrate on her studies." Mo Xiaoxiao shook her head. "But I'm not too sure if that's true, because I only heard a few words. Anyway, don't worry, with the homeroom teacher coordinating, things should be resolved."

The four of them watched Li Wanyan's departing figure and fell into silence.

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Chapter 43 Pre-Check

On Saturday morning, the sky was clear with hardly any clouds, and the bright sun hung high, casting its warm rays upon the world.

This is one of the most comfortable weather conditions of the year; even wandering aimlessly on the street feels like a pleasure.

Her father rode his bicycle with her on the back, passing through one street after another.

Some places are deserted, while others are bustling.

Some places are prosperous, while others are dilapidated.

Road construction, house demolition, house building... everywhere you look, it shows the city's vibrant vitality.

Today I went to the hospital to check on my post-operative condition.

This is what is known as a re-examination.

Normally, I would have a check-up once a month, but since this is the first check-up after being discharged from the hospital, it's better to get it done earlier to avoid any potential problems.

Secondly, Mo Xueyao is going to military training next Monday, so her parents can only let her participate after checking her physical condition in advance and confirming that there are no problems.

My mother left early this morning. She has been taking on a lot of nanny jobs lately, and even if it's the same morning, she might be going to different people's homes on different days.

The father, on the other hand, had a bit more free time, because he had already discussed things with Aunt Jin (whom Mo Xueyao should call Grandma Jin according to their seniority), and was just waiting to sign the contract and pay six months' rent after everything was ready.

In fact, the father had originally planned to give a deposit first, but the other party did not accept it and just told him that he could go directly after he had thought it over.

Now, my father is thinking about what kind of shop to open.

The original plan was a fruit store, but there are several other options. Right now, we're just researching the market to determine which store is the most suitable and profitable for us.

The main reason is that fruit shops can suffer significant losses, since fruit needs to be fresh to sell, and it just can't be kept for very long...

This is the main reason for the hesitation.

Today, my father took Mo Xueyao to the hospital, and also planned to check out the fruit shops near a hospital in Hangzhou.

Mo Xueyao squinted and turned up her collar to block the breeze blowing in her face.

Because it's a day off, she finally doesn't have to wear the girls' uniform from Yukong High School. Today she's wearing a set of long-sleeved and long-legged casual clothes that can be worn by both boys and girls.

The feeling of being completely covered made her feel much more at ease; at least she no longer had to worry about her skirt being blown up by the wind and revealing too much.

"Squeak—" Father squeezed the brakes and slowly brought the bicycle to a stop. "We've arrived at the First Municipal Hospital. Xiaoyao, get off."

"Oh!" Mo Xueyao nimbly jumped off the back of the bicycle and stretched out a big yawn.

I made an appointment with the doctor yesterday and will come today.

After all, Mo Xueyao is a special case, and she is registered in hospitals in both Hangzhou and Shanghai.

We had already notified the First Municipal Hospital, and several doctors were scheduled to come and examine her condition.

The doctor the hospital assigned to her this time was a female urologist. Judging from her voice on the phone, she seemed to be a college graduate.

But when we actually met, I found out that she was actually thirty-four years old, but she was very well-maintained and exuded the charm of a mature wife.

"Hello, Mo Xueyao. We might meet again a few more times in the future. My name is Yunmeng." The other person smiled and extended their hand.

Mo Xueyao shyly reached out her hand and let the other person hold it and shake it.