A Young Woman's Heart

So it's a science fiction movie?

"No, there are differences." She finally decided to explain, after all, it was something she liked and she didn't want to be misunderstood. "Special effects films use special filming methods to depict things that don't exist in reality."

"Isn't it pretty much the same as a science fiction movie?"

"Well... mainly, tokusatsu films rely on filming techniques, while sci-fi films mostly rely on special effects," Mo Xueyao explained. "The monsters in tokusatsu films are costumes, and the houses are models, while many in sci-fi films are composite images, that's roughly it."

"Oh... So, which kind of tokusatsu show does Yao Yao like the most?"

"Hmm... Ultraman, cough cough!" Mo Xueyao coughed, but the expected mockery did not come. She looked up and found Hua Yinyin thinking seriously. "Actually, I like all kinds of anime."

"Is this how Ultraman is?" Hua Yinyin's pencil began to move, and a simple outline appeared on the drawing paper. Although it was not very detailed, it already had the spirit of Ultraman.

Is this it?

"Yes... the one you drew is the original Ultraman, which is also considered the most classic Ultraman image."

"And what was the transformation device like? I don't remember very well," Hua Yinyin asked.

"It's cylindrical, and you can pop it out by pressing here. It's called the Beta Magic Wand." Mo Xueyao started talking nonstop. "I loved it when I was little. I even wanted to buy a transformation device, but it was too expensive. When I first saw Ultraman, I thought I wished I could transform."

"Oh~ Little Yaoyao really likes this kind of thing. Did I draw it correctly?"

“No problem, no, no, this flower kiss is Jack’s, it’s drawn wrong, it should be like this…” Mo Xueyao gestured.

Ultimately, the image of the original Ultraman was vividly depicted on the paper, with Hua Yinyin adding some collapsed buildings as a backdrop.

The simple sketch is now complete.

"Amazing!" Mo Xueyao exclaimed sincerely.

"Do you like it? It's yours~" Hua Yinyin casually tore off the sketch.

"Really?" Mo Xueyao asked excitedly.

"Of course! Hehe~ If you come to my house and be my model, I'll paint as many of these paintings as you want. How about it, are you tempted?"

"..." Mo Xueyao looked at her with droopy eyelids. Hua Yinyin's serious moments never lasted more than a few seconds.

"Aren't you tempted? My house is huge! And the bed is huge too!"

Why emphasize that the bed is very big?

Mo Xueyao subconsciously moved half her body to the side.

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Chapter Sixty-Four: Autumn Grows Cooler

Time flies, and two days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The date was Thursday, October 21, 1999.

Mo Xueyao's first period didn't last as long as she had imagined; it finally ended this morning.

The pain in my lower abdomen has almost subsided, as if the wound had healed overnight.

Although the light rain has stopped, the temperature has dropped considerably, and the chill of late autumn can be felt even more in the mountains.

Fallen, withered leaves carpeted the ground, and a cool breeze swept across the mountains.

Early in the morning, Mo Xueyao had just finished washing up and walked out of the attic without tying her hair up. She stood on the balcony, squinting as she watched the golden leaves dancing around her in the wind, letting her long, black hair be gently blown about.

"Good morning, Mo Xueyao." Li Wanyan greeted her with a refreshed expression and stood beside her with a smile.

In the past few days, people around her have taken care of her, and although the class monitor is not that close to her, he has also taken good care of her.

As a result, their relationship was brought much closer.

"Good morning, class monitor. You get up this early every day."

"I'm used to it." Li Wanyan brushed her bangs, which were obscuring her vision, back up.

Mo Xueyao gazed at the distant cliff while tying her hair into a simple black ponytail.

"Mo Xueyao always wears a single ponytail, right?"

"yes……"

"Because it's convenient?"

"Yes..." Mo Xueyao smiled awkwardly, "Does the class monitor think so too?"

"Yeah, so I also like to wear a single ponytail, but sometimes I'll change my hairstyle."

"Huh?" Mo Xueyao didn't understand what it meant.

"Because changing your hairstyle means changing your mood..." She smiled, a rare occurrence, and then tied her hair into pigtails.

This was the first time Mo Xueyao had seen Li Wanyan with pigtails.

She was still wearing those black-rimmed glasses, only her hairstyle had changed.

But he seemed like a completely different person; that sharp, serious, and earnest feeling had faded considerably, and he was no longer so intimidating.

And because of the twin tails, she looks even cuter.

Li Wanyan noticed Mo Xueyao's gaze and asked softly, slightly shyly, "How was it?"

"Ah...it looks great." Mo Xueyao scratched her head sheepishly. "Uh...she seems more approachable than usual."

"Really?" Li Wanyan smiled. "Then let's keep this hairstyle today."

"Really?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

“I think... other people will be very surprised.”

And as it turned out, Mo Xueyao's intuition was correct.

The girls were all very curious or even surprised by Li Wanyan's new hairstyle.

The class monitor, with her pigtails, seemed to have become more approachable. At least in Mo Xueyao's eyes, she got along better with others than she had a few days ago.

Even Ye Wen was surprised by her and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Has our class monitor decided to change her style?"

Li Wanyan replied somewhat awkwardly, "Occasionally..."

"Oh my, you're even shy now, that's rare!"

The class monitor tried his best to keep a straight face, but because others had seen him blush earlier, he looked quite adorable even with a straight face.

It is precisely because of the contrast that it is easy to leave a deep impression.

Mo Xueyao thought to herself.

Today, there are many white clouds drifting in the sky. The sun has not yet fully risen, and the clouds further obscure the already weak light.

When they arrived at the playground, most of the students looked like they hadn't woken up yet.

Although I've been getting up this early for several days in a row, it's still not so easy to get used to it.

In fact, most people are doing their best if they can get up at this time.

It's impossible to avoid feeling sleepy.

Although going to bed earlier can solve this kind of problem.

But the problem is, also because of habit, I can't fall asleep too early.

When the boys, who were like a pile of loose sand, saw Li Wanyan with her hair in pigtails among the girls, their expressions were quite interesting.

"Holy crap, when did we get a new girl in our class?" Gao Yuan asked with an exaggerated expression.

"Are you stupid? That's the class monitor."

"I didn't recognize him."

"This is the first time I've ever seen a class monitor with pigtails."

"It feels like there's less of a sense of pressure."

"So, does the class monitor's intimidating aura mostly come from his hairstyle?"

Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, a clear and resonant whistle rang out.

The students quickly lined up, ready to begin their morning exercise.

"Today's race is a run, from the mountain to the bottom and back! One round trip, let's begin!" the camp leader shouted.

No one dared to object, and everyone followed the group down the mountain.

Since it was just a slow jog, Mo Xueyao could keep up.

It's best not to run.

But she always prefers to persevere when she can.

To put it simply, I just like to show off.

Mo Xueyao, who hadn't run in a long time, felt out of breath after only a short while.

It felt like a broken bellows, breathing at a high frequency, but not much fresh air was being inhaled.

This is still downhill, so the main thing the body needs to do is prevent itself from falling because it's running too fast.

If I had to run up again, I would be exhausted.

In fact, when she ran down and then back up, Mo Xueyao finally couldn't hold on any longer.

Even when jogging, her legs felt as heavy as lead, making it impossible for her to take a step. Her face turned purplish-red, as if she were about to suffocate.

"Mo Xueyao, are you alright?" The formation had become scattered due to running, and the class monitor had somehow gotten behind her, seemingly having been watching her for a long time.

Mo Xueyao couldn't even speak anymore, she could only gasp for breath.

"Wait, she'll go into shock if this continues." Li Wanyan immediately grabbed Mo Xueyao's wrist and pulled her to the side of the mountain road.