Rebirth: Those Years When I Was a Bad Student

Zhang Yumian hid in the bed and felt that she was too embarrassed to go to school. It was simply a large-scale social death scene.

I have never been so embarrassed in my two lifetimes.

She was originally quite curious about why Cheng Yao handed her the coat.

When I heard him say that he was going to the bathroom to take care of it, his eyes were evasive and his face turned red.

How could she not understand after living two lives? She just said that she had a stomachache just now.

She always thought it was because the hot pot was too spicy and didn't think about it in that regard at all.

According to the previous schedule, she would have her period next year. How come it came a year earlier? Could it be that she is not picky about food and keeps exercising, so her health has improved?

So I came early.

But it's so embarrassing and socially awkward.

When Zhang Yumian reacted, she tightened her clothes and quickly ran to the store to buy a pack of toilet paper.

Rushing towards the public restroom as fast as possible.

Cheng Yao looked at her in a hurry and didn't know what to say. In the end, he just raised his leg and walked towards her.

When she arrived at the bathroom, Zhang Yumian felt like she was going to die. Why didn't she wear a pair of black pants today, but had to wear a pair of blue jeans? It was too obvious.

Wuuuuu, she really was too embarrassed to see anyone.

After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Yumian came out of the bathroom and found Cheng Yao standing at the door.

She walked forward slowly and said, "I'll wash that dress and return it to you on Monday."

Cheng Yao hesitated for a long time and said, "Are you okay?"

Zhang Yumian shook his head. "It's okay, it's normal. I won't go to the Internet cafe today. I'm going home. You go by yourself. I'm leaving first."

After saying that, he ran away without even daring to look at Cheng Yao or waiting for his reply.

Because it was cold today, Zhang Yumian did not ride a bicycle. It was also difficult for her to get a taxi. Just then a bus came and she got on it. At this moment, she just wanted to escape from this place.

Watching the girl fleeing, Cheng Yao suddenly thought of the rabbit. It ran quite fast, which meant that it was really fine.

He was relieved.

Cheng Yao originally wanted to take a taxi home, but then he remembered that he had just taken out his cell phone and the money was all in his shirt pocket, so he decided to walk home as it wasn't very far.

The weather is still a bit cold today. The weather forecast said last night that it might snow next week. Thinking of that, I couldn't help but quicken my pace.

Zhang Yumian returned home, changed her clothes, and washed the dirty clothes while enduring the discomfort.

Finally, I put Cheng Yao's clothes in the washing machine and took them out to dry.

I returned to the room and lay on the bed with the thermos in my arms. As I was thinking, I became a turtle and buried my head in the quilt.

When Lin Cai'e came back in the evening, she gave her a lot of instructions, telling her not to touch cold water, not to eat spicy food, not to do strenuous exercise... and how to count the days.

In short, he gave me detailed instructions and I drank a glass of brown sugar water at the end.

Zhang Yumian had never felt any discomfort during her previous periods except that the dates were inaccurate.

But this itself is the biggest discomfort, because you never know when it will come.

You can only be prepared at all times.

After returning home, Cheng Yao received a call from Cheng Mingjiang, asking him to keep warm as the weather was cold.

When Cheng Yao asked about his mother, Cheng Mingjiang remained silent, and he still felt a little lost.

I comforted him by saying that after he graduates, he will work hard to become stronger and they will look for his mother together.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Yao lay on the sofa for a long time before he got up, poured a glass of water, and went back to the room to start doing his homework.

Write on the sticky note, No. 1 Middle School Rocket Class.

This is when Zheng Yue asked Zhang Yumian why she worked so hard, she said, "The rocket class of No. 1 Middle School has a 90% admission rate to key universities."

I don’t know if it was because of the hotpot she had the day before, but the next day Zhang Yumian really felt the pain of dysmenorrhea.

I used to always hear my friends talk about dysmenorrhea, and they would say that they had never had it before, and everyone envied them for being so lucky.

She had seen it with her own eyes: a classmate in college fainted due to dysmenorrhea and missed an exam and had to retake it later.

This time she finally understood what it was like. It was so uncomfortable that she took a painkiller and went to sleep.

The next day I dragged my tired body to school.

When Zheng Yue arrived at school, she saw Zhang Yumian lying limply on the table.

Seeing her tired face, she asked, "Mianmian, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhang Yumian replied weakly, "No, it's dysmenorrhea."

"Ah, Mianmian, why don't you take a leave and go back to rest? You are in such a bad condition, you have pain every month."

Zhang Yumian thought it shouldn't be that serious. "No, it's the first time and I ate hot pot yesterday, so it hurts. It shouldn't happen again in the future."

Zheng Yue was a little uneasy, so she leaned over and asked quietly, "Mianmian, is this really your first time here?"

Zhang Yumian nodded.

Zheng Yue looked Zhang Yumian up and down, "Mianmian, you're a little late in development."

She had come here when she was in the first grade of junior high school. I didn’t expect Mianmian to come now. Besides, many girls had come here when they were in the sixth grade.

Zhang Yumian couldn't help but roll her eyes. In her previous life, she was indeed late in development and maturity, but isn't it good now?

At least my mental age is 28 now.

Seeing that Zhang Yumian was really uncomfortable, Zheng Yue went out to get a cup of hot water to warm her up.

After Zhang Wentian came in, he asked Zheng Yue, "Zhang Yumian, what's wrong?"

Zheng Yue was a little embarrassed and said, "Don't ask about things between girls."

"Mianmian, would you like to drink some hot water?"

Seeing Zheng Yue's worried look, Zhang Yumian comforted her, "Yueyue, don't worry. If it still hurts later, I'll take a painkiller and it should be fine tomorrow."

"Don't worry, it's okay, it's normal."

Cheng Yao thought it was normal, as he had to take painkillers every month due to the pain.

How painful this is.

Cheng Yao had just arrived in the classroom. After he sat down, he found clothes on the table with a piece of paper saying "Thank you" on it, and the money he had left in his pocket on top of it.

It was only when Zhang Yumian went to hang out the clothes that she discovered there was money, luckily there was nothing else.

The clothes must have been washed. He smelled the scent of detergent, the same jasmine scent as hers.

Seeing how uncomfortable she looked, Cheng Yao picked up his water cup and went out to get a bottle of hot water.

After coming in, he handed it to Zhang Yumian and looked at her confused eyes. "Put it on your belly. It should feel better."

Zhang Yumian originally wanted to refuse, but then she thought about what she had said to him that day and felt that it would be too hypocritical to do so now.

Zheng Yue took it and stuffed it into Zhang Yumian's arms, "Yes, Mianmian, warm up soon. Why didn't I think of it? Cheng Yao is really thoughtful."

Zhang Yumian couldn't help but think of the scene on Saturday again. He could only say thank you and turned away.

But her cheeks were still rolling. To be honest, this was the first time in her two lives that a boy cared about her during her period, and the boy was the one she once had a crush on.

Still somewhat shy.

But I still have a sweet feeling in my heart. What's going on?

Cheng Yao also wanted to help her share the burden, but he was powerless and could only change the hot water for her a few more times.

Only Zhang Wentian, a straight man, thinks that being a girl is troublesome, but there is nothing wrong with this sentence.