Chapter Twenty-Three: Postgraduate Entrance Examination

  Mo Xiao has never been determined to take the postgraduate entrance exam since she entered university, just like herself, she has never been obsessed with anything. So, for the devastating thing like taking the postgraduate entrance exam, she thinks she doesn't have the perseverance to do it.

  It wasn't until Yang Yanjie appeared that she made up her mind to do something, in Mo Xuanxuan's words, she had been obsessed with two things for over 20 years, one was loving Yang Yanjie and the other was taking the postgraduate exam.

  One thing made her lose, who knows if another thing will make her win!

  It seems that after the Yang Yanjie incident, Mo Xiao felt she had grown a lot. Previously, she didn't understand what it meant to struggle. She muddled through each day, relying on her strengths in certain subjects to barely pass primary school, junior high and high school, and then stumbled into this ordinary second-tier university that wasn't particularly well-known.

  Nowadays, Mo Xiao's shoes are holding various English books and studying hard every morning. Although she doesn't know what they mean and isn't sure if her pronunciation is correct, she is working very hard and diligently. Every year, she sets a goal for herself to strive for, and if it weren't for the pressure of graduate school entrance exams, she seems to be preparing to take another screenwriting exam!

  Miss Mo's writing journey has been quite smooth, with many satisfactory works, and she has slowly trained herself into a god-like figure. Habit, sometimes it can be really scary, have you ever seen someone who after attending over ten hours of classes still dreams about writing at night? Miss Mo is one of them, it seems that if she doesn't write for a day, she feels like something is missing in her life, perhaps this is a way for her to express her emotions.

  To Yang Yanjie, outsiders may think that Mo Xiao has already forgotten, but only she herself knows whether it's true or not. Mo Xiao is very clear that she has the motivation to do these things and complete them, simply because her power and faith are in Yang Yanjie, everything else doesn't count.

  Mo Xiao has always believed that Yang Yanjie is not dead and will not die, without any basis, just believing, just thinking to herself, just like Mo Xiao thinks Yang Yanjie still likes her, still loves her.

  It was during his junior year that Mo Xiao Xiao met Xia Xuan, who had transferred to their school. Xia Xuan's diligence intimidated Mo Xiao Xiao, as he was always the first to arrive and last to leave the study room. If you wanted to see Xia Xuan, there were only two places to go: the study room or the library. Mo Xiao Xiao naturally looked up to him with great admiration, and their friendship began in the library.

  "This version of the book is not good, I'll bring it from home for you tomorrow." Xia Xuan said with a smile as he took over the book that Mo Xiao had just pulled out from the bookshelf.

  "Xuan Xuan, the number of books you've read should be counted in thousands!" Mo Xiao Xiao had personally witnessed that every time Xia Xuan ate in the cafeteria, he was always holding a book.

  "It's not that exaggerated!" Xia Xian smiled calmly.

  "When can I be like you?" Mo Xiao Xiao silently asked the sky, her grades were far ahead in junior and senior high school, but after entering university, she discovered that indeed there are people outside of people, and heavens beyond heaven!

  Especially after seeing Xia Xuan, Mo Xiao didn't even dare to say that she had read books herself. After seeing Xia Xuan, she knew what a real talented woman was!

  "Let's start from now on! We can supervise each other, right? Why don't we form an alliance and advance or retreat together?" Xia Xuan casually picked up a philosophy book.

  Take a look at the book "The Wisdom of Life", written by Arthur Schopenhauer. If I hadn't read the introduction, I wouldn't have known this uncle at all.

  "Schopenhauer is a famous German philosopher, the founder of willism and modern pessimism. It was precisely because of "The Wisdom of Life" that Schopenhauer became a world-renowned philosopher. I remember you seemed to have read "The System of Society", which is not an easy book for beginners in philosophy, and it seems like you haven't studied Greek either!" Xia Xuan handed the book to Mo Yan, laughing as he spoke.

  Mo Xuanxuan's reading system is complex, covering everything but not mastering anything, knowing a little about everything but not being proficient in anything, and being content with just having an impression. She positioned herself as "not stupid" which was enough!

  "Xuan Xuan, I've decided! From now on, I'm going to learn from you!" Mo Xiao Xiao's expression was as if she were staring death in the face, causing Xia Xuan to mistakenly think that she was being "forced into prostitution".

  Miss Mo's senior year was quite fruitful, passing the postgraduate entrance examination smoothly and even in Yang Yanjie's place; her writing career has entered the right track, that is to say, she is now a working person who can feed herself with her pen, barely able to "supplement" her family expenses, and is still a relatively well-known kid in her hometown literary society; for this child who still had some difficulty seeing red and green lights, she surprisingly passed the driver's license test at once, which was quite a blow to her dearest cousin, that child who started playing with cars from his early teens but took three times to pass the driver's license test...

  Miss Mo became the pride of the Mo family overnight. This big family had never had a master's student before, and they usually graduated from undergraduate studies directly to work. Mo Xiaoqian happened to be in an era where finding a satisfactory job was more difficult than finding a satisfactory husband. Moreover, because she wanted to keep her promise with Yang Yanjie, Mo Xiaoqian chose to pursue further studies with ease.

  Before leaving, Mo Xiao went to the cemetery, where her best childhood friend Xiaoyu was buried. It seems that it is no longer now, the construction of new countryside is in full swing, and most of the cemeteries have been forced to relocate, Xiaoyu naturally belongs to this category as well. However, because Mo Xiao had moved four times since she was a child, it was not easy for her to accurately find that location again, especially for someone who couldn't tell east, south, west and north apart.

  This legendary cemetery is now a poplar forest, lush and verdant, with dense branches and leaves. She was dressed in a black outfit that seemed to have been out of fashion for many years, but she exuded an aura that intimidated others, her words and actions subtly revealing an extraordinary self-confidence.

  In a certain sense, she is successful.

  "Do you still remember? We used to love eating preserved plum snow, a harmony of the soul and nature. People without a sense of wonder wouldn't have such refined tastes. But over the years, you've left me alone to savor and reminisce, you're no longer here." Mo Xuanxuan placed a transparent jar in the place of memories, with a few pieces of red plum floating inside, seemingly infused with snow water.

  Xiao Yu was a playmate that Mo Xiao Xuan met when she lived with her grandmother. It can be said that the happiest days of Mo Xiao Xuan's life were spent with Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu suffered from leukemia and passed away at the age of nine due to the inability to find a suitable bone marrow match. At that time, Mo Xiao Xuan moved for the second time, and when she went back to look for Xiao Yu, only ashes remained.

  One thing that has been weighing on her mind all these years is that she and Xiaoyu had not yet made amends when Xiaoyu passed away.

  The two children were still young, and friction was inevitable. Because of what they quarreled about, Mo Xiao had almost forgotten it all, but when she wanted to apologize, she realized that it was no longer possible to fulfill this wish. Little Jade was gone.

  Thinking of this, Mo Xiao has always been resentful about Yang Yanjie's surgery. She thought it was her fault that Xiao Yu died, thinking that Xiao Yu got sick because she quarreled with herself and was angry. In fact, this had nothing to do with her. Yang Yanjie's surgery, Mo Xiao always thought it was because of her own reason, but she forgot, everyone has their own reasons for doing things.

  And so, because of her forgetfulness, she has waited until now...