A Young Woman's Heart

"..." Mo Xueyao had no idea how to answer.

That said, why do these girls like sleeping with her so much?

Even Mo Xiaoxiao started teasing, "Xiao Yao~ do you want to sleep with us two sisters?"

"Hey, didn't Lele agree to sleep with me?" Cha Li's voice rang out from outside the door, her tone as if she had caught them in bed together. "I was here first!"

Mo Xueyao helplessly covered her forehead, deciding to block out all external noises and immerse herself in the world of the book.

"Little Yaoyao, is the sheet you're using thick enough?" Hua Yinyin asked.

"what……"

"If it's not thick enough, use one of my pads. It will be softer to sleep on that way."

"Well……"

"Get up, get up, let me put a layer on top!" Hua Yinyin's words didn't sound like a question, but rather an instruction, and then she took action on her own.

He pushed Mo Xueyao aside and then put her bed sheet on top of her.

Seemingly feeling it wasn't enough, they added their own bedding on top.

This is definitely soft enough.

"Well, since I'm sharing a quilt with Xiaoyao, I'll put mine underneath her too." Hua Yinyin said to herself as she crawled into bed, dragging Mo Xueyao, who was standing helplessly to the side, into the quilt as well.

Okay, now I have no choice but to sleep in the same bed with Hua Yinyin even if I don't want to.

The setting sun outside the window finally disappeared completely, and a chilly breeze blew into the room, carrying a slightly damp feeling.

"Tap tap, tap tap..."

Then, a light drizzle began to fall outside the window.

"Hey, it's raining!" Hua Yinyin exclaimed excitedly, "No military training tomorrow!"

"Maybe it'll clear up tomorrow," Mo Xueyao said dejectedly.

"It's not unusual for this kind of rain to last for two days."

"...If it rains, where should we go for military training?" Mo Xueyao pondered this question.

"Why bother with military training! When it rains, of course we should stay home and rest!" Hua Yinyin said matter-of-factly.

“…There must be places where military training can be conducted when it rains.” Mo Xueyao felt that the school couldn’t possibly be so oblivious as to not have considered this.

Perhaps it's an indoor stadium, or maybe it's just a temporary canopy?

"No, no, absolutely not!" Hua Yinyin muttered to herself, trying to deceive herself, then curiously approached Mo Xueyao's book cover. "This book is so strange, why is the title so long? What's it about?"

"Hmm..." Mo Xueyao, who had only read two pages, was also a little confused. She randomly picked a few more pages and flipped through them, and then finally determined the main content of the book. "Uh... this is actually a... cookbook."

"?!"

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Chapter Fifty-Six: A Lively Night in the Attic

As more and more people finished showering, the attic became increasingly lively.

Everyone chose their preferred spot and laid out their bedding.

Of course, the later you are in the group, the fewer choices you have.

Because they were sleeping directly on the floor, many people found that thin sheets were not very effective. So the girls learned from Mo Xueyao and Hua Yinyin to combine their bedding into one, using one person's blanket as a mattress and the other's blanket as a cover.

The fact that two people were sharing a quilt made everyone quite excited.

Only the class monitor slept alone.

That said, with twenty-one girls, one of them is bound to be left out.

"Mo Xueyao, could you move your luggage and backpack over there?" Li Wanyan pointed to the corner opposite. "I'd like to sleep here, is that okay?"

"Ah, of course." Mo Xueyao crawled out of bed and moved the suitcases and backpacks that were there, including Hua Yinyin's.

Their suitcases are piled here, originally intended as a screen to block the view, but it doesn't really matter if they're not used.

Besides, the class monitor is a really nice person, and he had copied her notes before, so Mo Xueyao had even less reason to refuse.

The class monitor has friends in the class, but none of them are very close.

This also makes her always seem lonely.

After thinking about it carefully, Mo Xueyao also realized that she seemed to be alone most of the time.

Do students with good grades not like making friends?

That doesn't make sense either.

The class monitor might have a rather serious personality, which makes him seem unapproachable.

Eleven beds were laid out in the attic, and because they were all in one room, everyone could hear whoever spoke loudly.

Some people lay on their beds chatting at a distance, while others, seeing that it was still early, chose to gather together and chat about all sorts of gossip instead of getting into bed.

Wang Jiale even took out a board game and played it with several other girls.

Mo Zhuyou, who was sleeping opposite Mo Xueyao, took out a radio and was listening to a radio station with a poor signal.

The radio signal wasn't very clear; even though Mo Zhuyou fiddled with the antenna for a long time, she still couldn't avoid the crackling sound.

However, after getting used to this noise, it actually has a somewhat hypnotic effect, making people feel incredibly at ease.

Mo Zhuyou seemed to really enjoy the atmosphere with so many people around. She was humming a song playing on the radio while crossing her legs, as if she was completely absorbed in it.

Hua Yinyin took the cookbook with the long title, which was actually a recipe book, while Mo Xueyao opened an ordinary urban novel and started reading it. This novel was about various urban legends.

Most of them are horror stories.

Even when she's at home, or if there are other people around, she doesn't dare to read these kinds of books when she's alone in her room.

But today, because there are enough people, even if the story is terrifying, I don't feel scared at all.

After all, more people together gives you courage!

Just then, the closed door was gently pushed open, and Ye Wen looked at the attic full of girls with some surprise and said, "I was wondering why I couldn't find you downstairs. So you all came to sleep in the attic?"

"Hello, homeroom teacher!"

"Hello, Wen~" the girls greeted each other very familiarly.

"Who came up with this idea? It's so interesting that everyone sleeps in one place, and they're so clever, they even put two people's blankets together to form one..."

"It was a brainstorming session," Wang Jiale said with a smile, waving at Ye Wen. "Wen, wanna play some Ludo?"

"Hey, if you're going to call me, just call me Wenwen. Calling me A-Wen feels like calling a middle-aged woman." Ye Wen pouted. Outside of school, she looked like a vibrant young woman. "I'm not that old, am I?"

"Huh? Is it okay to call her Wenwen?"

"sure."

"Wenwen~"

"Wenwen!"

So the girls all started calling out in a sweet, melodious voice.

Ye Wen narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, as if her bones were about to melt.

What are you all playing?

"I'm playing Ludo here," Wang Jiale replied.

"We're playing cards, Wenwen, do you want to join?" another group of girls called out. "It's Dou Dizhu!"

"You guys really know how to enjoy yourselves..." Ye Wen walked from the door of the attic all the way to the innermost part of the attic, looking at each bunk. Seeing that the students seemed to be quite happy, she was also pleased. "Well, everyone should still remember to rest. Tomorrow is a full day of military training, and you have to get up at five in the morning."

"So early!" Wang Jiale's eyes widened. "I feel like I can't get up..."

"You have to get up whether you want to or not. I'll wake you up later, so try to go to bed early. Also, the instructors will be checking the dorms later, so don't be too noisy." Ye Wen touched Miao Man, who was still a little damp from washing. "The class monitor is responsible for maintaining order. Cha Li, as the discipline committee member, you should also help out."

"No problem, Wenwen~" Chali blinked. She was letting her side ponytail down. If there was nothing else, it would probably be more comfortable to let her long hair down.

At least that's what Mo Xueyao thinks.

"Mm." The class monitor nodded slightly.

"Hey, Wenwen, if it rains again tomorrow, do we still have to do military training?" Hua Yinyin put down the cookbook with its long title and asked.

"I'm not sure yet. If there are any other arrangements tomorrow due to rain, I'll let you know. Don't worry~" Ye Wen said, snatching a lollipop from Wang Jiale. "Hehe, I got it~ Okay, I'm leaving now. You guys should go to sleep early too."

"Where is Wenwen going? Isn't she going to sleep with us?" Wang Jiale suddenly remembered the drink she was going to give Mo Xueyao. As she asked this, she placed a large bottle of Liziyuan milk, along with the straw, next to her.

"I have to sleep with the other teachers. Their dormitories are also in this villa. Okay, okay, I'm leaving now~" Ye Wen waved to the students with her back to them, then pushed open the door and left.

A moment later, the sound of the large door being slammed shut could be heard.

The girls' voices became louder as a result.

The small attic was bustling with activity.

When Mo Xueyao looked up after reading an urban legend, she noticed the Li Ziyuan milk placed beside her.

"Huh, whose is this?" she muttered to herself in confusion.

"This is from Xiao Lele." Hua Yinyin seemed to really like using reduplicated words, and she would add "Xiao" before other people's names.

"Wang Jiale? You gave it to me?" Mo Xueyao asked to confirm.

"Yeah, why does Xiaoyao still call me by my full name?" Wang Jiale pouted. "It feels so distant!"

"No, no... I'm just used to it." Mo Xueyao awkwardly touched her forehead, looked at the bottle of plum blossoms Wang Jiale had given her, and finally accepted it. "Thank you."

"It's nothing, just a bottle of drink."

Wang Jiale's answer, however, seemed completely indifferent.

But Mo Xueyao secretly kept in her heart every kindness she had shown her.

Or rather, she will remember everyone who has been kind to her, and when she is able to do so, she will repay that kindness.