A Young Woman's Heart

"Xiaoyao's face looks good whether she has short or long hair," Li Wanyan commented.

Mo Xueyao looked embarrassed.

She suddenly wondered if the girls in her junior high school days had described her in the same way.

However, he never had a single relationship throughout his entire junior high school years.

Does that mean that the more handsome a guy is, the less likely he is to have girls pursuing him?

"Hmm, if Xiaoyao had short hair, she would look like a gay man from abroad, wouldn't she?" It's surprising how much Chali knows.

Mo Xueyao was stunned for a moment before she realized what was happening.

"Not necessarily, it could also be a lesbian!"

What's wrong with you? No matter how you look at it, you don't seem like a normal person.

Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes, finding the girls' interests quite strange.

"By the way, during the day today, the instructor seemed to say that Mo Xueyao's eyes are dark blue?" Li Wanyan asked.

"Uh... it's probably because my father is of mixed Chinese and Russian descent, so I probably inherited some of that bloodline."

"Wow, so Xiaoyao is practically a foreigner now?" Wang Jiale asked in surprise.

“I think it’s more accurate to say she’s a quarter of a foreigner, unless her mother is also a foreigner.”

“My mother is a genuine Han Chinese…” Mo Xueyao answered softly.

"Speaking of which, what race does Mo Xueyao belong to now?" Li Wanyan asked curiously.

“My grandfather was an immigrant, and my father was already Han Chinese.” Mo Xueyao recalled her childhood. “I remember when I was just starting elementary school or about to start elementary school, my grandfather said that my great-grandfather would take us back to the Soviet Union to visit, but I didn’t expect that it would disintegrate so soon after.”

"Yes, I remember the disintegration; it was all over the country reporting on it back then." Li Wanyan paused, then continued, "Speaking of which, is Xiaoyao's great-grandfather still alive?"

"It's still there, it's almost ninety now."

"Four generations under one roof, that's really nice," Li Wanyan said with a touch of emotion.

"Hey, speaking of which, our school seems to have a school counselor. Have you guys met her?"

The topic was once again shifted to other things by others, which made Mo Xueyao breathe a slight sigh of relief.

She should just listen to the girls' conversations.

Anyway, there are more than twenty girls, so it's not like she's the only one who has to talk.

“I’ve seen her before~ She came specifically to deliver meal tickets to Xiaoyao,” Wang Jiale replied. “She seems very young, like a middle school student. Is she really a teacher?”

Mo Xueyao found it strange that the topics always seemed to have something to do with her...

"It's probably just that she looks young."

"Perhaps he has dwarfism?" some people have raised this question.

"Her head doesn't look big, the proportions are normal, just like a normal junior high school girl." Wang Jiale denied this possibility.

"According to the senior students, we have a lot of new teachers this year, and many of them are young female teachers."

"Yes, it seems they were all brought by the new principal."

"The medical affairs office used to be staffed by physical education teachers, but this year a formal medical affairs teacher has joined. It seems to be an intern teacher who just graduated from medical school."

Have you seen it?

“I saw it when I passed by the medical office before, um... I saw the principal chatting with her.”

"Speaking of which—the principal is quite handsome too!"

"Yes, yes, he has a mature, weathered charm."

The topic shifted elsewhere once again.

Mo Xueyao felt that if she joined in the girls' conversation, she probably wouldn't be able to keep up with the pace of the topic shifting.

Then, they talked about the principal, famous handsome men in modern times, famous concubines of emperors throughout history, Chang'e, and beautiful female monsters in mythology.

Mo Xueyao was somewhat dazed during a large part of the conversation, and when she came to her senses, she realized that they had somehow started talking about sex between men and women.

Various poses, various scenes, various flirtatious words, even more explicit than conversations between boys.

Hearing this made Mo Xueyao feel hot all over, and she subconsciously hid her head under the covers.

However, there was no way to escape it.

Because Hua Yinyin, who was standing next to her, was the one who was talking the most enthusiastically.

"Having a good chat?" Just then, the sound of the female instructor and the rattling of a keychain came from the doorway.

The attic, which had been bustling with conversation just moments before, suddenly fell silent, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

It was as if the girls had fallen asleep in an instant.

"Since you guys are so energetic, why don't you go for a few laps?"

"I'm warning you, if you keep making this noise when you come down, you're all going to go for a run."

The female instructor said coldly, and after a while, the 'tap-tap' sound of people going downstairs was heard.

"Alright, everyone, let's go to sleep," Li Wanyan said softly, stopping Hua Yinyin, who wanted to continue chatting. "It's getting late, and if we don't sleep now, we won't have any energy tomorrow."

"Uh-huh……"

"It's time to sleep."

Goodnight, everyone.

"Time for bed~"

Then, the attic fell silent.

Mo Xueyao's tense nerves could finally relax.

She let out a sigh of relief and subconsciously rolled up the blanket before remembering that Hua Yinyin was sleeping next to her.

I had no choice but to lie there, even though it wasn't quite right for me.

Surprisingly, Hua Yinyin, who was standing to the side, did not make any strange movements.

After observing carefully for a while, she realized that Hua Yinyin had actually fallen asleep.

It's only been a few seconds!

Isn't that an exaggeration?

Or is it that she, who looks energetic and excited, is actually very tired?

Once no one was talking to her anymore, she quickly drifted off to sleep.

Thinking this, Mo Xueyao grabbed her pillow from the wall not far away, comfortably rested her head on it, and drifted off to sleep.

But that night, she seemed to have a nightmare.

She dreamt that she was thrown into an endless ice field, her whole body was almost frozen, especially her lower abdomen, which was so cold that it hurt...

……

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Morning in the Mountains

The mountain mornings already carried the chill of winter.

The light rain continued all night without stopping.

At 4:40 a.m., Mo Xueyao was woken up by the alarm clock that had been set in advance.

At the same time, it also made the other girls open their eyes in a daze.

But most of them just turned over and went back to sleep.

Li Wanyan was woken up by Mo Xueyao's alarm clock. Still a little groggy, she sat up and, seeing Mo Xueyao sitting up beside her, asked, "Awake?"

"Hmm... Class monitor... Good morning." Mo Xueyao yawned widely, and just as she lifted the covers to climb out, she shivered from the cold air and crawled back in.

"It seems to still be raining," Li Wanyan murmured to herself, gazing out the window.

"Hmm... Speaking of which, yesterday our homeroom teacher said we had to get up at five o'clock. So what time is our formal military training supposed to start?" Although these precautions were mentioned in the opening speech of the military training, Mo Xueyao didn't pay any attention to them at that time. There was too much nonsense, and the useful information was ignored.

“5:30,” Li Wanyan answered confidently. “So it’s still early, no need to worry. But… it’s better to get up and wash up early, otherwise three bathrooms will definitely not be enough later.”

"Hmm..." Mo Xueyao shivered and forced herself to get out of bed despite the cold outside the blankets. The cold wind blew into the blankets, making Hua Yinyin's round little face tremble. Then she rolled up the whole blanket and wrapped herself up tightly.

Mo Xueyao put on the military training camouflage uniform she had worn yesterday, but it didn't provide much warmth.

Compared to the early morning of this season, the crudely made camouflage uniform was far too thin.

Moreover, she also felt a vague stomach ache.

It felt similar to the pain before the surgery, but with a cool sensation.

It's like putting her lower abdomen in the refrigerator separately.

My whole body felt cold, and my hands and feet were ice-cold.

This prevented her from straightening up; she could only hunch over and clutch her stomach to relieve the cold pain.

Now, she finds herself somewhat nostalgic for that hot summer day...

At least it's a little better than cold weather, right?

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Li Wanyan had already put on her camouflage uniform. She jumped up and down lightly, as if trying to warm herself up.

"Uh, it's okay, it's just that my stomach hurts a little..." Mo Xueyao said with a forced smile.

"Did you eat something bad? Or did you catch a cold?"

"I don't know..." Mo Xueyao frowned, hurriedly clutching her stomach as she ran towards the bathroom. "I need to use the toilet..."

She felt as if something was about to flow out of her body uncontrollably, and she hurriedly sat on the toilet, only to feel a bone-scraping pain.

It was as if a sharp knife had slid out of her body.

It felt as if the inside of my body had been scratched.