Chapter 37: Man's Plans Are Not As Good As Heaven's Plans - The Matter of the Girl (Part 1)

  Shu Zimo still couldn't hand in his homework on time, so "Zou Liucheng" punished him to stay after school and redo the homework twice before going home. Qiao Anyulian was also at fault for not supervising Shu Zimo well enough, so she had to stay behind too, watching Shu Zimo finish his homework and then escorting him back to the dormitory before she could go home herself. The city gate is on fire, and the fish in the moat are affected. Qiao Anyulian felt wronged in her heart.

  After coming down from the rooftop, Qiao Anyu felt that her stomach was very uncomfortable, with a dull ache in her lower abdomen, as if something inside her was surging. Despite feeling unwell, she had no choice but to stay behind, listlessly lingering in the empty classroom. She could only blame Shu Zimo again.

  "I say, woman, you can go back first. I'll finish my homework and hand it in to the teacher myself," Shu Zimo said sternly, as if he was really considering Qiao Anyu's well-being.

  "No way! Don't think you can just slip away and drag me down with you. I'm not that naive to believe someone like you." Fortunately, Qiao Anyu's words cut through his thoughts and firmly rejected his "good intentions". Shu Zimo was no stranger to being criticized by the teacher, he had already developed a thick skin that could withstand any attack. Being criticized again would be nothing more than a mosquito bite, not painful or itchy. But if he were to be criticized along with her, his face would be unbearable."

  Softly grinding and hard bubbling to no avail, Shu Zimo had no choice but to obediently do his homework. With an old dad pressing down on him, he couldn't help but put up a show, at least not rebel too much.

  Qiao Anyu felt the pain in her lower abdomen becoming more and more pronounced, more and more unbridled. Sweat beads kept seeping from her forehead. She lay on the table, rubbing her lower abdomen with her hands nonstop, only feeling a slight relief. The drowsiness at noon was gone, her attention fully focused on the abdominal pain.

  When people are uncomfortable, they feel that time is crawling slowly. Qiao Anyu's tightly strung nerves also relaxed in the wear and tear of time, gradually loosening up, and fell asleep drowsily.

  "Hey, woman! The work is done." Amidst the daze, someone nudged her arm. Qiao Anyu slowly lifted her head, her face covered in sweat, and even the arm that was propped against her forehead was completely wet.

  "Good heavens, woman! Why is your face so pale!"

  "I'm fine." Qiao Anyu shook off her numb arm and stood up, taking Shu Zimo's homework with her as she left.

  But then she saw a patch of blood red on her white pants, Shu Zimo was stunned, and couldn't help but blush, hesitating whether to chase after her to tell her. When Qiao Anyu disappeared from the doorway, he took a deep breath and rushed up to stop her, his face still flushed, stuttering: "You... your pants... are dirty." He said, pointing to her backside.

  Qiao Anyu suddenly saw that Shu Zimo didn't seem to be joking, and when she glanced at the back of her pants, there was a conspicuous bloodstain on the white fabric. Her face turned red with shame, and she hastily ran back to the classroom, sat down in her chair, feeling anxious and unsure of what to do. When she had just woken up, she felt that her pants were damp, thinking it was because she had sweated all over and gotten them wet, but it seemed she had been too careless.

  What to do? Is there no way to go home? Qiao Anyu was half-understanding of the situation, seemingly understanding but not really. Her mind was a mess right now, and she had no idea what to do. She hadn't even mentally prepared for her first period, and it came so suddenly, and to make matters worse, it was in front of Su Zimo, the person she disliked the most.

  Shu Zimo thought for a moment and returned to the classroom, looking at Qiao Anyu who was so anxious that she almost cried. Originally, he should have been lucky to be in trouble, but since she had worked so hard waiting for him, he might as well help her out.

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