Hear the sound of flowers blooming in my heart

Xia Xiyue didn't care too much about the fact that she called Xiao Yiye "husband" while drunk. After all, it was just nonsense said by a drunk person and could not be counted.

Life is a long journey, and everyone has times when they lose their mind.

Besides, whether she called Xiao Yiye "husband" or not is still an unsolved mystery. Maybe Xiao Yiye was just teasing her.

It's just a joke, don't take it seriously.

As for the clothes, seeing how Xiao Yiye had brought them back from Aunt Fang's house in a threatening manner, and Xiao Lingling's indirect accusations, it seemed that Aunt Fang could not wash them in the future.

What else can I do? I can only wash it myself.

Ugh!

Xia Xiyue let out a long sigh.

She glanced at the dress she had just changed out of, pondered for a moment, then picked up the clothes and went downstairs.

She wandered around downstairs for a long time before finally finding a basin that was relatively clean and intact. She followed the instructions on her phone, put the clothes in, added some water, and went to find some laundry detergent.

After searching for a long time, I didn't see any trace of laundry detergent, but instead found a bag of washing powder.

She squatted on the ground, poured detergent in, and started rubbing it with her hands.

When Xiao Yiye went out, he saw Xia Xiyue's thin figure squatting on the ground washing clothes.

More than an hour had passed, and when he came in from outside, she was still squatting there.

Xiao Yiye's eyebrows moved slightly, and he walked over confidently.

Xia Xiyue didn't do any laundry, she just held her stomach with both hands, her face was pale, and beads of sweat were oozing from her forehead. She looked very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Yinye frowned and leaned forward to ask.

"My stomach hurts." Xia Xiyue raised her head when she heard the voice, staring blankly at Xiao Yiye in front of her, tears slowly sliding down her face.

She has always had some menstrual cramps.

In the past, her parents and the maids took care of her when she had menstrual cramps, but now she really doesn’t know what to do.

An overwhelming feeling of helplessness enveloped her.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Yiye suddenly understood what was going on.

Xia Xiyue seemed to be in great pain. She curled up and even her starry eyes dimmed.

Xiao Yiye snatched the basin from her hand, put it aside, and helped her up.

Maybe it was because she had been squatting on the ground for too long, or maybe it was because her stomach was cramping, but as soon as she stood up, she felt dizzy and staggered. She almost collapsed to the ground. Fortunately, Xiao Yiye was quick to catch her.

Adhering to the principle of proximity, Xiao Yiye helped Xia Xiyue to his room.

After Xia Xiyue lay down, Xiao Yiye turned around and left quickly.

After a while, Xiao Yiye came back in a hurry.

When Xia Xiyue saw the transparent bag in his hand, her lips suddenly curved up and she couldn't help laughing: "Why don't you take a black bag?"

Xiao Yiye twitched the corners of his lips and smiled slightly: "The boss gave it to me."

It was the first time he bought this thing for a woman, and he didn't know it had to be put in a black bag.

At that time, he was anxious and rushed into the supermarket. Like a thief, he ran over in a panic with a red face. He stood beside the shelf, looking left and right, but couldn't understand anything.

He was dazzled by what he saw and didn't know where to start.

He scratched his hair irritably.

He had never been so embarrassed before. He was not panicked even when fighting a group of people alone, but when standing in front of the sanitary napkin shelf, he was a little panicked.

It can be used at night or during the day, it can be used as a panty liner or sanitary napkin...

There are so many varieties!

Seeing someone walking towards him, he just picked up a few bags and left the shelf.

When he was checking out, the boss tried to sell him brown sugar ginger and other things. He didn't know whether those things would help his stomachache or not, so he just let him put them all in.

After paying the bill, the boss packed the food for him and he rushed home without giving any further thoughts.

Xia Xiyue: "You're just walking around the streets with it like this, aren't you afraid of people gossiping about you?"

"What do I have to be afraid of? My reputation is already bad, how much worse can it get?" Xiao Yiye turned his back and was boiling water, preparing to make brown sugar ginger water for her.

The thin figure is shrouded in layers of loneliness and despair.

Xia Xiyue: “…”

Suddenly, Xia Xiyue thought of that day outside the barber shop when a group of middle-aged women told her that she was pregnant.

At that time, those aunts were pointing fingers at Xiao Yiye, but he didn't argue or explain. Instead, he went home alone.

I originally thought that he was afraid that others would misunderstand him and ruin his reputation.

Now it seems that he is protecting her, fearing that others will misunderstand and ruin her reputation.

It turned out that he was protecting her, not himself.

Xia Xiyue felt a warm feeling in her heart and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but she was speechless for a moment.

Xiao Yiye's mouth curled up with self-mockery: "You've been here for a long time, and sooner or later you will hear many versions of my story. Just don't get scared when the time comes."

Xia Xiyue said seriously: "I'm not that easily frightened. I wasn't brought up to be frightened. What's more, I don't believe what others say about you. I only believe what I see in my own eyes."

Don’t believe what others say about you, only believe what you see in your own eyes.

A simple sentence, profound and insightful.

Confident, sunny and determined.

Only she could say such words.

Xiao Yiye, who was brewing brown sugar ginger tea, had a slight gleam in his eyes and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

In the eyes of others, I am smelly, rotten and bad.

He couldn't stop the gossip, so he could only let it go and throw the jar into the ground.

It has already come to this, so it doesn’t matter.

She is completely different from the people here. She has her own thoughts and opinions. She doesn't just follow the crowd.

This made him look at it with new eyes.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Yiye said sullenly: "You may have heard something from Luo Yanze's mother and Aunt Fatty..."

Xia Xiyue looked at his back and fell into deep thought.

It turned out that he saw everything that day, but he didn't ask anything.

He doesn't care at all how others see him.

He was suddenly curious about how he looked to her.

Xiao Yiye turned around, crossed his arms over his chest, raised his chin, and stared at Xia Xiyue lying on the bed: "What do you think of me? Tell me."

Xia Xiyue pursed her lips, thought for a long time, then slowly said seriously: "In my eyes, you are, first of all, handsome, very handsome, especially handsome."

This is the truth. This was her impression when she first saw Xiao Yiye.

She had actually seen many handsome guys, but when she saw Xiao Yiye, she was still filled with emotion.

For the first time, she realized that men could be so handsome!

This was the first time Xia Xiyue praised him.

Xiao Yiye was amused: "That's it? Of course I know this, do I need you to tell me? I know myself very well, handsome and self-aware. Understand?"

"Well, I don't deny this. You can indeed use this as an excuse to show off like a peacock spreading its feathers. You do have the potential to be a sea king."

Speaking of this, thinking of Xiao Yiye's injured mouth that day, Xia Xiyue murmured the second half of the sentence in a low voice: "Maybe he is already the Sea King."

Xiao Yiye didn't hear the second half of the sentence.

"What else?" Xiao Yiye asked with interest.

"Second, you're a bad mouth. You've scolded me countless times since I got here. No one dared to scold me before." As she spoke, Xia Xiyue curled her lips, rolled her eyes at Xiao Yinye, and looked aggrieved.

Xiao Yiye coughed dryly a few times, and said with a half-smile: "That's because you look down on others and act like you are the only one who is superior to others."

"Where can I have it?"

"How could you not? It's written all over your body that you look down on everything here and the people here."

"You haven't yet? Your disgust for me is written all over your body."

"Where can I have it?"

"You are just like that. You are always mean to me."

"I do not have."

"You have!"

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