At this moment, I suddenly felt a little weird, a warm current flowed out of my body, this weird feeling made my finger that was poking Tsunaki froze instantly.

Maybe it was too obvious. Tsuna, who was stumped by my question and didn't know how to answer, was very keenly aware of something wrong with me, and raised her eyes in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

As he said, his eyes subconsciously wandered around me, his face changed in vain when he touched a certain place, he jumped up from the ground as if frightened, pointed at my skirt and lost his voice: "Bleed—you're bleeding!"

I suddenly covered my skirt, only feeling that the temperature on my face was about to burn.Immediately glared at him, tried to put on a fierce look and ordered: "Turn around, don't look!"

"Yes Yes!"

Tsunade was startled, and quickly covered her eyes: "I'm sorry—"

Although similar knowledge was taught in the health care class, when it really came to this moment, I knelt and sat there stiffly, not daring to move.

The edge of the skirt has been dyed a dark color. During this time, the temperature has warmed up, so I changed my uniform to a summer one. The short shirt vest can't cover the traces on the skirt at all.

I blocked left and right, my eye circles were red with anxiety, I closed my mouth and held back.

Why can't you say hello before something like a menstrual period comes? I'm not ready yet!

"Hina-chan, are you alright?"

Kyoko who was sitting opposite hurriedly put down the bento box, stood up, took my hand, and led me to her.

Kurokawa frowned and walked up to me. Compared with girls of the same grade, he was much taller and could completely block me.

She bent down to look at the hem of my skirt, and clicked her tongue softly: "Let's go to the bathroom first—Jingzi, did you bring that?"

Jingzi was taken aback for a moment, nodded hurriedly, and left in a hurry after saying "I'll go back to the classroom to get it."

At this time, I couldn't care about lunch anymore, Kurokawa took my hand in Kyoko's place, and led me towards the entrance of the rooftop.

"wait wait wait!"

A young man's hoarse but warm voice suddenly sounded behind him.

I turned around subconsciously, but saw Tsuna Kichi covering his injured eyes with one hand, and handing over the uniform jacket that he took off at some time with the other hand.

Gangji: "Use this to block it first..."

His exposed left eye was tightly closed together, as if avoiding suspicion, he did not dare to open it.

Kurokawa frowned and looked at me, but did not make a sound knowingly.

I thanked him, took the jacket from Tsunayoshi, covered the skirt with the back, and tied the two sleeves around the waist in front.

Looking around, it seems that the discolored skirt has been successfully covered.But because it was a boy's clothes, no matter how I thought about it, I felt strange, and said a little awkwardly: "I will return it to you after I wash it."

Gangji closed her eyes and shook her head frantically: "No, it's okay, I'm not in a hurry!"

The planned lunch was interrupted, and Kurokawa and I waited in front of the women's toilet on the floor until Kyoko came back from a trot.

I put the tampon I borrowed from her into place, and when I came out, I felt that my legs didn't look like my own anymore, and it was weird how I walked.

Even with the cover of the coat, I still worry that the unnatural places on the skirt will be seen.So I sat in the chair all afternoon without moving, and just endured until school was over.

For the first time since the beginning of school, I waved goodbye to Tsunayoshi and chose to go home with Kyoko and the others.

I walked slowly along the way, only feeling chilly in my lower body, for fear that my strides would lead to murder.

Kyoko matched my pace with a good temper, and followed me leisurely, looked at me and blinked and smiled: "Hina ちゃん looks like a kitten that just learned to walk."

I was stunned, inexplicably feeling that I was underestimated, so I quickly puffed out my chest and quickened my pace, pretending to be nonchalant: "Why? A kitten can't walk so fast!"

"Yes, Hina ちゃん is not a kitten."

Kyoko was amused again, and after walking a few steps to catch up with me, she couldn't help but bend her eyes, with a bright and sweet smile: "Hina ちゃん is a fast walking kitty——"

I stopped, faintly aware that I was being teased, and couldn't help puffing up my face and said, "I just haven't gotten used to it yet! It should be fine tomorrow... right?"

In the end, I suddenly became uncertain.

This is the first time in my life that I have my menstrual period. I am used to walking without burden, but now I feel that nothing is right.

Speaking of which, shouldn't girls have stomach pains during their menstrual period?

I have acted several times in TV dramas, and every time at such times, the male lead will deliver boiled brown sugar water to the female lead.

I touched my unfeeling lower abdomen, and once again fell into the confusion that the reality was not equal to the information I received in the past.

Parting from Kyoko and Kurokawa at the intersection, I watched them leave until their backs gradually moved away, then turned around like thieves, and returned to the state of small steps at the beginning.

Unlocking the door and entering the house, I kicked off my shoes indiscriminately, ran into the living room, and couldn't wait to announce to my mother who was crouching on the sofa, eating melon seeds and watching a drama: "I'm on my period——"

I have grown up!

From today, I am no longer the little girl I used to be!

My mother was taken aback by me, and one of the melon seeds in her hand fell out, and she quickly picked it up and put it back in her hand.

"I was scared to death, I thought it was a fire outside..."

My mother patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief. She turned her head to see me, and was stunned: "Whose coat is yours? Could it be that you secretly made a boyfriend without telling the adults?"

I puffed up my face and was very dissatisfied with her question that missed the point: "Are you listening to me again?"

"Yeah, I heard that, the menstrual period is here."

Mother nodded perfunctorily, and after dealing with it, she couldn't help asking: "So is that boy handsome? Is he tall? Is he good to you? Did you chase him first or did he chase you first?"

I:"……"

I was stuck, and the appearance of Tsuna Ji subconsciously appeared in my mind, and my eyes drifted to the side guiltily.

"Why does it have to be a boy's coat? Isn't it okay for a girl's coat?"

I was stubborn and didn't want to admit that I felt a sense of resistance from the bottom of my heart about telling my parents about the person I had a relationship with.

The relationship with Gangji itself started because of the game, not the love between the two as people often say. If you tell this to your parents, they will definitely be unhappy.

Moreover, and I don't know why in my heart, there is always a feeling of floating in the sky and never being able to land. This feeling makes me very uncomfortable.

Seeing through at a glance that I was lying, my mother clicked her tongue twice, and said clearly: "So that boy is about the same size as you? This is not acceptable, it will affect the child's future height."

I looked at her dissatisfied: "I said that the point is not this!"

It turns out that I often fail to grasp the key points and it is my mother's fault!

Mom let out an oh, and walked down from the sofa, swept the eaten melon seeds into the trash can, clapped her hands and came to me, and patted my head like a puppy, showing melancholy.

Mom: "It's over, menstrual period is so early, it won't grow taller in the future, right?"

I:"……"

I slapped her hand away and went upstairs angrily.

I took off the uniform jacket that Tsuna had lent me, checked it carefully, and made sure that there was no suspicious blood on it, then rolled it up and threw it into the washing machine.

I couldn't wear my summer uniform anymore, so I took off my skirt and soaked it together with my shirt and vest in cold water, planning to wash it by hand.

Now that the weather is getting hotter every day, it is impossible for me to wear an autumn uniform.

So I had to dig out the spare summer uniform from the back of the closet and put it on the back of the chair, and took out a pack of mother's sanitary napkins from the bathroom cabinet and put it in the interlayer of the school bag.

After doing this, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Hopefully tomorrow I can get used to it.

With good wishes in mind, I turned around and went to do the laundry.

The next day, I got up early as usual.

I came to the balcony to touch the clothes I washed last night. Probably because the temperature was still a little low at night, every piece of clothes was damp and I couldn't wear them at all.

I took off Gangji's uniform, dragged out the dryer that I would only use in winter from a corner of the room, blown the dust on it, and dried it carefully for half an hour.

Because it is the clothes that will be worn in autumn and winter, the fabric of the uniform is a bit thick.

Logically speaking, it should be baked a little longer, but because it has been dried all night, after the heat dissipated, I touched it, and it was almost dry.

Folding the uniform that didn't belong to me, I found the storage bag and put it in it carefully.

Speaking of which, this is the second time I've worn Tsunayoshi's clothes, and the last time was when I went to the zoo.

But this time it seemed a little more awkward than last time.After all, I didn't wear it this time, but used it for other purposes.

Looking at the time, it was already past 8 o'clock. I ate two bites of breakfast casually, then picked up my schoolbag and went to school.

In early summer, the temperature has entered the most comfortable temperature for human beings. After a night of tempering, I have basically returned to normal speed, and within a few steps, I came to the crossroads that I pass every day.

A familiar figure was leaning against the blue-gray stone wall, and his brown hair looked extraordinarily warm in the sunlight.

"Ah Gang-kun?"

My heart moved, and before my brain could react, I called out his name first.

The boy standing against the wall seemed to be in a daze just now. After hearing my voice, he moved slightly, turned his head, and accurately caught my direction.

The moment their eyes met, Tsuna Kichi stood up straight as if she had been scalded, and her casual posture when she was alone returned to her usual tense and helpless appearance.

It was rare for him not to dodge his eyes, he just looked at me in a daze, and called my name in a low voice: "Yangcai."

My eyes lit up, and I trotted up to him. I couldn't tell whether it was joy or excitement, so I thanked him foolishly: "Are you waiting for me? Thank you!"

Gang Ji touched his nose, hummed uncomfortably, but did not refute.

Immediately, my mood index increased by a few points, and I pushed the things in my hand towards him like a treasure: "Your uniform! I have already washed it."

"Uh-huh!"

Gang Ji was taken aback, reached out to take it, subconsciously smiled and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome!" I shook my head and smiled at him.

I handed him the bag I was holding in my arms, and I belatedly realized that Tsuna had changed into a summer uniform today. The British-style shirt vest is obviously also very suitable for boys. The snow-white shirt is reflected in the sun It looks a little dazzling.

I looked at Gang Ji carefully for a while, and found that the top button of his shirt was not fastened, revealing his slender collarbone, and his tie was loose, casually sandwiched between the shirt and the vest.

I was surprised: "Hey, your button here is open."

I couldn't hold it back, I reached out to help him fasten it, but Gang Ji stepped back with a rare and sensitive reaction, and managed to avoid it.

"I, I'll do it myself!"

Gang Ji turned his back, buttoned up his shirt in a hurry, and pulled out the tie stuffed inside his vest, heaved a sigh of relief as if he had escaped a catastrophe, then turned to me and said, "Well, it's okay this time. Bar?"

I looked at him carefully and nodded.

Indeed, he looked much sharper than before.

We changed into a side-by-side posture and walked towards the school together.

Perhaps it was because I was in good spirits when I went to bed early and woke up early. I looked sideways at Tsunaki's soft and delicate face, and felt an inexplicable joy in my heart. The embarrassment of yesterday disappeared overnight.

Me: "Speaking of which, why did you suddenly think that you would be waiting for me here today? It seems that this is the first time we have gone to school together."

Suddenly thinking of this question, I was curious and couldn't help asking directly.

Gangji let out a groan, and the hand that was originally resting on the shoulder strap of the schoolbag tightened reflexively.

He seemed sensitive to my gaze, lowering his head uncomfortably, his soft brown hair hanging down, blocking my view.

After a while, he said in a muffled voice: "It's nothing, it's just that it's rare to get up early in the morning. I have nothing to do and I don't want to go to school too early, so I just stood there for a while."

I groaned, not understanding his logic, "Why don't you want to go to school too early? Aren't you afraid of being late again?"

It has already been severely repaired by the Disciplinary Committee twice before, so why does it still look like it doesn't have a long memory.

Gangji said vaguely: "It doesn't matter... I'm used to it anyway..."

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, I had no choice but to let go of this topic: "That's good."

Seeing him walking with his head down, he couldn't help poking his shoulder: "Do you know what you look like now?"

Gang Ji was poked by me, subconsciously raised his head.

I looked into his clear brown eyes and continued, "You look like a little quail."

With a shrunken head and fluffy hair, it's a little cute.

"Varied--"

Gang Ji was stunned, and when his eyes met mine, the base of his ears quickly turned red, and even the fundus of his eyes began to flicker, like ripples in a pool of clear water.

He struggled not to look away, retorted as if suppressing embarrassment, and seemed a little dissatisfied: "What quail! I'm not—"

"Okay..."

I nodded, and changed my words politely: "Gang-jun is a little quail who can blush."

Gangji: "..."

His expression looked like he was madly complaining in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

As I walked, my thoughts began to diverge again.

Me: "If you like being late so much, why don't you go to school by bicycle?"

Although Bingzhong's location is very close to the residential area, when time is tight, a bicycle should be faster than two legs.

Gang Ji froze, as if someone had grasped his weakness, subconsciously straightened his back, and forcefully retorted: "Where are the students living around here riding bicycles? Don't everyone walk to school? "

I thought about it, and agreed: "It seems to be the same."

After a pause, I said unwillingly, "But it's really convenient to go to school by bicycle. You can wake up 10 minutes later in the morning."

It's a pity, because when I was a child, I saw the neighbor's sister learn to ride a bicycle and fell all over her body, which left me with a serious psychological shadow.So I haven't mastered the skill of riding a bicycle yet.

Thinking of this, I turned my head to look at Gang Ji, who started to shrunk his hair and pretended not to exist, and asked curiously, "Can Ah Gang know how to ride a bicycle?"

"...!" Gang Ji raised his head in a jerk, his back was tense, his eyes looked around guiltily, and he scratched his face as if nothing had happened: "Well... well, right?"

I believed it was true, happily hammered my palm with my hand, and immediately decided: "Then you come and teach me how to ride a bicycle!"

Gangji: "..."

Gangji's eyes widened suddenly: "Hey——"

I turned my hands away in a good mood, tilted my head and blinked at him: "Then we'll see you tonight."

I hope that the menstrual period will not hold me back too much.

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