Born to be pregnant

Chapter 290 Menarche
Fu Zimu blushed slightly, it was as if he was suddenly stripped naked and standing in front of the crowd in the hall, a little at a loss as to what to do.

Fortunately, Shang Shuhan only smiled and nodded. There was someone called Wu Han, and Wu Han entrusted Fu Zimu to Shang Shuhan: "This man is rich, so you can build relationships and get more sponsorships."

Wu Han explained as if no one was watching, and Fu Zimu was a little petrified, as if he was being taken advantage of.

Shang Shuhan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Understood, Sister Wu Han, go get busy."

The scene fell silent again, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Shang Shuhan raised his delicate long fingers, brushed the strands of hair that had fallen down to the back of his head, and looked at him silently: "Are you really going to help here?"

He stared at her bright black eyes and fair face, and nodded.

Shang Shuhan snorted, turned around and took a small red vest from the side: "Then you wear this."

The vest was sponsored by an unknown small clothing factory. The material was almost the same, and there was a small advertisement printed on the back. It looked ridiculous. Fu Zimu's expression showed his disgust. The business letter was actually intentional. Seeing that he was displeased, he took the vest back: "It's okay, if you don't want to wear it, don't wear it."

"Who said I don't wear it." Fu Zimu followed in a fit of anger, not wanting to be looked down upon by others, so he pulled the little vest over and put it on himself.

Shang Shuhan pursed his lips, seeing that his face was stinky, but he still put on his clothes, he was still a little happy, and he couldn't be more handsome than an adult, he really looks good in anything he wears.

Even such a thing, when worn on his body, he still looks a bit suave and suave.I
Sighing, looking away, Shang Shuhan pointed to the two boxes of mineral water on the ground and said, "Then trouble you, help me move this over there."

The sky is bright, and there are more people in the square, and this activity base can also be busy.

Many enthusiastic citizens came to donate clothes with their clothes in their hands.

Wu Han was in charge of the overall situation, and several other people were busy collecting clothes. In order to thank the citizens, Fu Zimu's character was to provide a mineral water to every citizen who came to donate.

Many grandpas and aunts would look at Fu Zimu more and have a heated discussion when they saw Fu Zimu.

Shang Shuhan went there to help organize the clothes and sort them into different categories. By the time of noon, several boxes of water had bottomed out.

The clothes over there are also piled up like a mountain.

Seeing the situation in front of them, Wu Han said to them: "Okay, it's almost the end of today, please keep the letter and see if there are any people who come to donate, and accept some. You, you, you, yes, I'm talking about you , Fu Zimu -- come here --" Wu Han wore a white peaked cap and shouted all morning, his voice was hoarse, but he was still very loud when he called Fu Zimu, "Come here, help move these clothes to the front On the big car, we have to find a place to clean it later before sending it to the old people."

Fu Zimu pointed to his nose in disbelief, he, go to move those dirty looking clothes?

Wu Han saw through his thoughts at a glance: "Yes, it's you, not you, is it still me, or let the letter go?"

Apart from Fu Zimu, there was only one male left at the scene, who was already moving back and forth over there without complaint. Seeing this, Shang Shuhan stepped forward and rolled up his sleeves: "Well, sister Wu Han is fine, then I will move."

At this point, how could Fu Zimu see it anymore? If he didn't stand up, he would be a man in vain. He stopped Shang Shuhan's thin body and said angrily: "You are here, I will move."

Then he walked towards the pile of clothes that he would never despise in his life.

Seeing him walking back and forth, Shang Shuhan stood there with a tense expression on his face.

Wu Han took a bottle of water and handed it to her: "Do you feel distressed?"

Startled, Shang Shuhan shook his head: "No."

"No? Duplicity, look at you like that, everything is written on your face, tell me, he is the heartbroken man?"

Shang Shuhan is also an old man of this voluntary association. He has been helping here since high school, and he is also close to Wu Han. Except for the time when he was abroad, he has not been here. In fact, he has always been in contact with Wu Han.

Wu Han only vaguely knew that the reason for her going abroad was because of a man, but she didn't know the specifics.

Shang Shuhan looked back at her: "Sister Wu Han, don't say that, he is not a heartbreaker."

"It's not a heartbreaker, what are you doing abroad?"

"I can't explain this one or two sentences clearly. The matter is a bit complicated, but he is really not a heartless person." Shang Shuhan tried his best to help him clarify.

Wu Han snorted: "Got it, look at you like that, you broke up, and you can tell you can't let it go. Since you are not a heartbreaker, why aren't you here? You see, he is alone, and you are alone. If it weren't for You, he won't come here at all."

Shang Shuhan looked at Fu Zimu who was obviously bent over and took off his hot red vest. He was a little worried: "Why don't I go over and help."

"Why help? He is such a big man, he can't bear to move such a little thing? No need to go."

Shang Shuhan had no choice but to stand and watch as Fu Zimu and the volunteer moved everything into the car.

They received more things today than they expected, so it is enough to leave only one person here to guard in the afternoon. When it was time for dinner again, Wu Han handed a bottle of water to Shang Shuhan and motioned her to take it to Fu Zimu over there.

She pursed her lips and walked towards him.

After Fu Zimu moved the last box of clothes, he was so tired that he couldn't straighten his back, but he didn't show it. Instead, the guy next to him sat down on the ground.

He was very hot and a little thirsty. At this time, a bottle of water was handed to him, and he looked up. It was a business letter.

He took it, she nodded, went to the side again, and gave the guy a bottle, Fu Zimu unscrewed the cap and gulped down a couple of gulps, seeing Shang Shuhan bowed his head to talk to the guy, walked over and looked down at the guy: "Young man, you are not in good shape. You are so tired after just a few trips. You need to practice more in the future."

The boy opened his mouth, dumbfounded.

Wu Han came over from there, and followed the interface: "That's right, look at how good Fu Zimu is. If that's the case, go, and help us move those tables and chairs into the car."

Stumbling under his feet, Fu Zimu almost knelt on the ground.

Wu Han looked at his suddenly startled face, and suddenly felt: "Can't you?"

Shang Shuhan also looked at him quietly.

"Okay!" Fu Zimu gritted his teeth and walked towards the table over there.

Wu Han glared at Shang Shuhan from behind and smiled secretly, but Shang Shuhan hit her and scolded her for playing tricks.

Fu Zimu didn't eat breakfast. After working for so long, his physical strength was overdrawn and he was sweating white. After a few trips, Shang Shuhan couldn't bear it. Live: "Let me help you."

After tidying up everything, Wu Han clapped his hands and called everyone together: "Okay, everyone has worked hard today, let's go to dinner together, I will treat you at noon."

Everyone cheered, only Fu Zimu, who was quiet, Wu Han looked at him sideways: "Why, Young Master Fu doesn't like our work lunch, but there is no way, we ordinary people with flat hair have limited funds."

Fu Zimu touched his nose and smiled: "I don't dislike it, I can bend and stretch."

Wu Han was speechless for a moment, and then whispered a few words in the letter of business: "I will find an opportunity later, and Lala will sponsor you."

Wu Han was really worried about these orphans and old people. Shang Shuhan also knew her personality, so he nodded, although he felt a little embarrassed to say it.

Lunch was eaten at a small restaurant nearby. Indeed, the conditions were a bit crude, far from those high-end clubs that Fu Zimu usually visited.

Although the expression is a bit disgusting, but the performance is not bad.

It's time to eat and sit down. Shang Shuhan was worried that he was not used to it, but he was a little worried about his mood.

Fu Zimu also noticed Shang Shuhan's nervousness, so he calmed down, and he put a piece of chicken into her bowl.

After a meal, Fu Zimu settled the bill on his own initiative. Wu Han expressed his relief, and at the same time gave Fu Zimu the car repair bill from the 4S shop: "Remember to transfer the money to my card."

Fu Zimu took it apart and looked at the amount on it, and said, "You asked them to repair your whole car, right?"

"Who said that, it was you who hit it!"

Fu Zimu didn't bother to argue with her, so he closed the list.

Wu Han showed a satisfied smile again: "Okay, I'm going back to the service center with my clothes, Fu Zimu, you can write a letter, she still has something to do in the afternoon, others, just go back with me if you have nothing to do, and if you have something to do, just go back with me." Leave each other alone."

When going out, an accident happened. A group of people went out in a file. Fu Zimu walked on the edge. The restaurant here is an old-fashioned iron gate. Shang Shuhan accidentally tripped over it. In order to stabilize Shang Shuhan's body, Fu Zimu reached out to pick her up, but his other arm slid across the sharp gap in the old-fashioned iron door.

The iron gate tore through his clothes, Shang Shuhan looked at him worriedly, but he just frowned slightly and said, "It's okay."

Everyone nodded and continued to walk out.

Shang Shuhan came by Wu Han's car, and when she walked outside, she said, "Don't worry, I can take a taxi back by myself."

"Don't dare to ride in my car? Afraid of what I will do to you?"

Shang Shuhan looked at Fu Zimu, he had already walked to the side of the car, opened the door, she thought for a while, and got into his car.

"Where are you going?" Fu Zimu asked.

Shang Shuhan replied: "Go to the city library."

The car was very quiet, and Shang Shuhan noticed that Yin Hong's blood seeped from his sleeve where he was scratched just now.

"Stop!" Shang Shuhan exclaimed, but Fu Zimu didn't care, "It's okay."

Shang Shuhan shook his head: "No, it's bleeding, the wound must be treated, and it will be troublesome if it gets infected. Why didn't you say it earlier!"

After driving all the way, but didn't find any pharmacy, Shang Shuhan said anxiously, "Go to my place."

...Turning around, Fu Zimu drove the car to Shang Shuhan's residence.

This is where Shang Shuhan lives outside, a [-]-square-meter single apartment. Fu Zimu has been here several times, and some romantic events have happened here. Now that he comes here again, he feels a lot.

Shang Shuhan took the home medicine box out from inside, and asked him to take off his coat. Looking at the blood-stained shirt, Shang Shuhan exclaimed, blaming him for wearing black spades. She didn't notice him for a while. The wound was so deep.

Facing her nervousness, Fu Zimu didn't seem to care.

Shang Shuhan looked at the bone-deep wound: "This is not good, you take off your clothes, or you won't be able to take off your clothes after applying the medicine."

When Fu Zimu heard this, a smile flashed in his eyes, but he obediently took off his clothes.

Shang Shuhan also noticed the smile and was stunned: "Why are you laughing? It's not what you think, okay? At this time, I'm still in the mood to think wildly."

Fu Zimu felt wronged: "I didn't say anything, how do you know that I am thinking wildly?"

After taking off his clothes, his muscular upper body was exposed. Shang Shuhan didn't dare to look directly at his chest, so he hastily twisted an alcohol swab and concentrated on disinfecting him.

All of Fu Zimu's charming thoughts disappeared the moment the alcohol touched the wound, and his face turned pale from the pain.

Shang Shuhan glanced at him, and said worriedly: "Be patient, it will be fine soon."

I really have to bear it.

He didn't feel it just now, he only felt a slight tingling pain, but now, it's a pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

Shang Shuhan put down the sterilized cotton swab on his hand, and put some liquid medicine on him. Cold sweat dripped from Fu Zimu's head. Although he didn't say anything, Shang Shuhan could still feel his pain.

She helped him put his clothes on, and found a pillow to put on him: "Lie down for a while and take a rest."

Fu Zimu leaned on the sofa, watching her come back and walk around in the living room, wipe his sweat with a towel for a while, and feed him water for a while. This feeling is very happy. He is a little drowsy when he is so happy. willing to wake up.

Shang Shuhan saw that he had closed his eyes, so he persuaded him: "Go to sleep for a while, there is a lot of blood, the body must be weak."

When Fu Zimu was in a daze, he heard her talking next to him, and said to the man: "I'm sorry, I can't go there, and I'm sorry, but I actually have a boyfriend, so I can't go on a blind date with you, sorry. "

It turned out that she was going on a blind date in the afternoon.Make an appointment for a blind date in a place like the library...

Before Fu Zimu fell asleep, a barely visible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When I woke up again, it was already evening, and the sky was full of sunset clouds.

There was a faint fragrance coming from the small kitchen. Fu Zimu looked up, and it was Shang Shuhan wearing an apron standing in front of the stage, trying carefully.

He saw a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth, then turned off the fire, and turned around, Fu Zimu was still lying there with his eyes closed.

She came over and untied her apron, as if hesitating whether to wake him up.

She squatted down beside his sofa, staring at him quietly.

With thick black eyebrows, a tall nose bridge, and a three-dimensional outline with sharp edges and corners, Fu Zimu has grown into a mature man after several years of experience and wind and frost.

He didn't know if his panic had changed, but she still didn't.

I love this man more than ever, how many times she dreamed back at midnight, she hid in the quilt and cried secretly, it hurt her heart to think about it.

This time, taking advantage of the opportunity of Tang Mowan's marriage to go back to China, it is actually to see him.

His ex-wife was actually her cousin. She wanted to sigh a little, wondering whether he had let go or not.

The afterglow of the orange sunset penetrated the window lattice and fell warmly on his face. Those thin lips seemed to be a silent temptation.

She couldn't help it, and leaned over. Originally, she just wanted to touch the water, but when she wanted to retreat, her slender waist was suddenly fixed by someone, and she pressed hard into his arms.

Her cherry lips were pried open by him forcefully and captured by force.

Shang Shuhan forgot to speak, and after realizing it, he pushed him hard, but heard his low muffled groan, it was the pain from the wound being pressed, she didn't dare to use any more force, and was forced to bear his plunder, But soon, the body slowly softened.

The familiar atmosphere and the longing of strong longing occupied her heart, only she knew how reluctant and sad she was, and how crazy she wanted to get close.

In the beautiful sunset, the body is obsessed.

Shang Shuhan still obeyed his heart and became one with him.

Of course, his wound was naturally bloodstained.

Even her body was stained with his blood.

When helping him deal with it again, he grinned in pain, but smiled like a child. Shang Shuhan's heart was sweet and sour, but he didn't drive him away.

Let him drink porridge, and let him stay at the same time.

Naturally, he couldn't help it, and there was another lingering and intense moment, but at the last critical moment, Fu Zimu stopped the car and whispered in her ear: "Xihan, I love you."

These three words brought tears to Shang Shuhan's eyes.

Has he finally learned to love?
Hugging him silently, the fit was even tighter.

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Taking advantage of this return to attend the meeting between Lu Yunshen and Fu Ziyao, Fu Shaoqian and Tang Mowan stayed at home for a few days.

When the old lady came back, she went to dance in the square, and she was a little disappointed that she didn't see Grandpa Zhang, but she didn't dare to ask openly.

On the other hand, a good neighbor said excitedly when he saw her: "Siqing, you are back, do you know that Lao Zhang is hospitalized?"

"Hospitalized?" The old lady's heart skipped a beat, her swaying waist slowly stopped, and she looked at her neighbor in disbelief, "What's going on?"

Someone brought up the topic, and more people joined in. Another person said: "It's not because you're not here. Lao Zhang has been in a trance and very sad during this time. Didn't he just download it two days ago?" Rain? He fell on the way to your house to see if you didn’t come back.”

"Yeah, the fall was quite serious. I heard that he was broken. His sons and daughters are all abroad, and now he is alone in the hospital, and he doesn't know who is taking care of him. It's really pitiful."

The old lady was stunned, and put away the big red fan: "I won't dance anymore, I'll go back first."

She deliberately ran to Lao Zhang's house to have a look. Sure enough, the door was closed and there was no light in the house.

Fu Shaoqian and Tang Mowan were taking Fu Jinyan and Fu Jingjing out for a walk. Seeing the old lady running in in a hurry, Tang Mowan asked concerned, "Little grandma, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, it's okay." The old lady shook her head and went back to her room.

Tang Mowan and Fu Shaoqian looked at each other strangely.

The old lady tossed and turned all night and didn't sleep well. The next morning, she must be looking bad.

Fu Shaoqian and Tang Mowan were having breakfast, and looked at her worriedly: "Little grandma, what happened?"

The old lady put down her chopsticks and said to Fu Shaoqian: "I'll go out later, let me use the driver, Aunt Li, cook some more porridge, and I'll take it away."

Tang Mowan understood, but didn't point it out: "Little grandma, then you should be safe by yourself."

The old lady came to the hospital with a heart in her heart. At the door of the ward, she was still a little hesitant, but when she heard the sound of glass shattering coming from the ward, she couldn't help it, and pushed the door open.

In the ward, Grandpa Zhang was wearing a white and blue hospital gown, standing alone by the side of the hospital bed, bending over to remove broken glass on the ground.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned around and was very surprised to see that it was the old lady.

The old lady looked at the shards of glass on the ground, and at Grandpa Zhang who was standing there safe and sound, and suddenly felt cheated.

After Grandpa Zhang was surprised, he showed an excited expression: "Xiaoqing, why are you here? When did you come back? Why didn't you notify me?"

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, the old lady calmed down and stared at his leg: "They said you broke your leg, what's going on?"

"No." Grandpa Zhang said in surprise, "I just feel a little uncomfortable in my heart. The doctor advised me to observe for a few days, and I didn't break my leg."

The old lady fully understood that it was those old friends who co-operated with her who lied to her.

Putting down the thermos bucket in her hand, she turned around and was about to leave, but Grandpa Zhang made a move and stopped her: "Xiaoqing—" Grandpa Zhang called out, "I finally came here, so why just leave as soon as I came back this time? Don't go."

The old lady wanted to take her hand out, but he held it even tighter: "Xiaoqing, we are all so old, and my foot is already in the coffin, how much time do we have to wait?"

"Don't talk nonsense." The old lady reacted with a straight face, "You stepped into the coffin with one foot, so what am I, did you both go in?"

Grandpa Zhang was taken aback: "I didn't mean that, Xiao Qing, I just wanted to say that we are all getting old and time is running out, I don't want to wait any longer, I know you have me in your heart, don't you, let me Let's take care of you."

The old lady is still hesitating.

Grandpa Zhang said again: "Then you can take care of me, okay? The doctor said I have heart disease and high blood pressure. It's dangerous to live alone."

"...Let me think about it." The old lady was a little awkward.

Grandpa Zhang struck while the iron was hot, and was very excited: "I take it as your promise."

"Is your child okay? I still have to consider what Fu Shaoqian and the others think."

"My child has no objection." Grandpa Zhang nodded vigorously. Outside the door, Tang Mowan suddenly pushed the door open and said to the old lady, "Grandma, we have no objection."

Fu Jinyan nodded along: "Grandma, we have no objections."

"You..." The old lady stared dumbfounded at the group of people who suddenly appeared, "When did you come?"

Tang Mowan chuckled, of course the Shanren had their own tricks.

The old lady had been alone all her life, and Tang Mowan and the others were happier than anyone else to have a companion in her later years.

The old lady still has concerns: "I am so much older than him..."

"It's not that big, grandma, you only look 60 years old, and Grandpa Zhang looks old, he looks like he's going to be [-] years old."

Grandpa Zhang nodded hastily: "Yes, yes, Xiaoqing looks old to me."

"..."

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In the end, the old lady was left to take care of Grandpa Zhang. Fu Shaoqian and Tang Mowan walked out with the two young ones. Halfway through, Fu Shaoqian received a call from the company.

Chen Mo quit on strike, Fu Shaoqian was not in the company, no one in the company was in charge of the overall situation, and it became a mess. The senior managers could only call him. Fu Shaoqian frowned: "Why do I spend so much money to support you?" .”

Of course, Tang Mowan also knew that Fu Shaoqian hadn't been to the company for a long time, and it was almost the end of the year, so there must be a lot of things to do, so she persuaded: "You should go to the company to have a look."

"Yeah, Dad, you can't go out of business, otherwise, Jingjing and I will have no money to spend." Fu Jinyan said in a spirited manner.

"..."

In view of the fact that there were too many things to do in the company, Fu Shaoqian really had no way to spare, and Tang Mowan had to go back to study, so Fu Shaoqian was kept, the old lady also stayed here, and the children naturally had to stay with him.

Tang Mowan set off alone to go back.

But the time of separation is not long, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and this year is a lively one.

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On the night of the Lunar New Year's Eve, all shops and shopping malls closed early, and the company had been on holiday two days ago. The usually bustling and magnificent office building seemed a little lonely and desolate at the moment.

In the office on the top floor, a man turned off his computer, wearing a crisp gray shirt and navy blue silk tie, stood up from the large boss chair, walked to the side of the bed, and looked down at the deserted street below.

The whole city seemed to be quiet, there were no people, everyone went home, it was a day of family reunion.

Only he, alone, stood quietly by the window, guarding this solitude and loneliness.

The most golden age for a man, his career is in full swing, but he is still single.

Xie Mingtang has become the most valuable diamond king and fifth in the industry, and many women flock to him.

Today is an extremely ordinary day, and an extremely unusual day.

He looked through the phone's address book from beginning to end, but he couldn't find anyone who could accompany him out.

At this time, the phone rang, and Xie Yiren's name jumped on it, and the corner of his mouth naturally raised a slight arc.

Xie Yiren's clear and cheerful voice sounded over there: "Brother, where are we? We're home. Why aren't you here?"

"You and Lu Lifeng go back to Lu's house. I'm outside and I already have an appointment, so I won't go back." Xie Mingtang said looking at the gray sky.

"You have a date with someone? Who is the date?" Xie Yiren just didn't want to leave Xie Mingtang alone for the new year. In previous years, they were brothers and sisters who stayed together, so today they rushed home with Lu Lifeng and his daughter anxiously. , As a result, the house was deserted and Xie Mingtang was not there.

"Can't I have some friends of my own? Leave me alone, you go back."

Xie Yiren suddenly laughed strangely: "Brother, don't you live with your girlfriend? Are you really going to find me a sister-in-law?"

"Go back." Xie Mingtang didn't want to talk more, so he ended the call.

In the evening, snow fell in the sky, and the boiling snowflakes fell in the sky like fine feathers and dissipated in the window.

There were more group text messages of various blessings, and the phone rang non-stop. He was a little annoyed, so he simply turned off the phone and left the company.

There are always some places that accommodate distinguished guests like him, and there are always some places that are open day and night throughout the year.

Xie Mingtang sat in the dark and quiet private room with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the snowy night, his mood calm.

Not long after, the door opened, and he followed the prestige. In the backlight, he saw a young girl wearing a white Korean-style sweater, black pencil pants, and a pair of creamy white wedge shoes came in with a bottle of red wine.

The girl has big watery eyes, an oval face, fair skin, but not pale, with a slight blush on the pink skin, about 20 years old.

A head of long black hair hangs over his shoulders, and his words and deeds are pure, gentle and cautious, looking a little timid.She put the wine on the coffee table in front of Xie Mingtang, and stood a little awkwardly.

Such a young and fair girl, with such a pair of misty and moist eyes, is easy to make a man feel good about her.

Xie Mingtang is as tall and tall as a tree. He is not as handsome as Fu Shaoqian, nor as easy-going as Lu Lifeng, nor as deep and gentle as Lu Yun, but he combines the advantages of these people at the same time. How should I put it, he is not the most handsome, but he has a With an unparalleled calm demeanor, being close to him seems to make people feel at ease.

Although the girl was cramped, she was relieved. Xie Mingtang smiled and pointed to the sofa in front of her: "Sit down and talk to me."

"Okay, what do you want to say." The girl opened her mouth, whispering in a soft language unique to the Jiangnan water town, which made people feel like a spring breeze, and the body naturally relaxed.

Xie Mingtang finished smoking a cigarette in his hand, and lit another one, holding the cigarette between his slender fingers, showing a suave and suave posture, the sparks flickering on his fingertips, the girl dared not look him in the eyes.

This is the golden cave in the city where there are nightly entertainment and singing. He is a pleasure-seeker in suits and leather shoes, but he is drunk with money and money.

The girl couldn't figure out what to say in order to please the benefactor in front of her.

Of course, their place is not an ordinary gold-selling cave. She came from a famous university, and the people who can enter here are all carefully selected and well-trained. It's hard to guess the mind of the guests.

But the man in front of him gave him a very different feeling. He didn't seem to come here for pleasure, but simply to relieve loneliness. There are not many people on duty here tonight. She is homeless, so she chooses to stay here. What about the expensive man in front of her.

"Let's talk about why you are here." Xie Mingtang exhaled a puff of smoke, a white smoke ring curled up into the air, surrounded him, and passed into her nose. It didn't smell very good, but she didn't reject it. .

The girl was silent for a moment, and then said: "I am an adopted child. My adoptive father is in poor health and has a serious heart disease. He needs money for medical treatment, and I have to earn tuition fees, so this is a last resort. Then you Well, what kind of story is there, a successful man like you is not short of money, let alone women, but why, you look desolate and desolate, if it is not because of money, it is because of women, you have Loved woman, but she left you, right?"

beloved woman?Xie Mingtang looked at her blurred face through the thin smog in front of his eyes, and naturally thought of Xu Yi.

The girl he had adopted for nearly 20 years.

She should be 27 years old this year, Xie Mingtang has blurred her age, he seems to never deliberately remember her, but those memories are like a raging tide.

In my memory, I have a deep impression on Xu Yi since she first had menarche when she was 14 years old.

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2002, summer, June [-]st.

This is a festival that all children love.

Xie Yiren was that year. Xie Yiren had just entered junior high school from the sixth grade. The 24-year-old Xie Mingtang had already secured the position of the company president. After nearly 12 years of hard work, he finally grew from a young boy to a group of people in the shopping mall. A ferocious and restrained wolf, he can finally prop up a safe harbor for his sister with peace of mind.

That day, Xie Yiren pestered him to go to the playground, eat western food, and do things that every child likes to do.

Because she said: "Brother, I am already in the first grade of junior high school. This is my last Children's Day. After this, I will no longer be a child, so you have to accompany me through it."

Xie Mingtang played with her until very late that day, she ate at the western restaurant, went to the mall to choose a lot of gifts, and bought two identical dolls.

Xie Mingtang bought two for her, she said she likes it, girls like such things.

Xie Mingtang didn't say anything, but he thought of another girl.

He hasn't seen Xu Yi for a long time. To him, this girl exists like a shadow. He doesn't often think of her. Her monthly living expenses are also handled by the secretary.

She is as old as Xie Yiren, and she is also in junior high school this year.

Xie Yiren handed him a lot of things he bought, and went to the bathroom by himself.

Xie Mingtang thought for a while, then went back to the counter, bought a doll to take with him, put it in the car, and after sending Xie Yiren home, he received a strange call.

He often receives calls from strangers, and he has long been used to it. He said in a business-like tone, "Hi, hello, I'm Xie Mingtang."

There is silence over there, and the sound of extremely low, extremely low breathing is almost invisible.

Xie Mingtang really didn't like receiving such silent calls, so he said it again: "I'm Xie Mingtang, hang up if I have nothing to do."

He was about to hang up the phone, when finally there was a very soft cry: "Brother Xie, it's me, I'm Xu Yi."

"Xu Yi?" Xie Mingtang was very surprised when he received this call, because Xu Yi had never called her privately, and he was still crying, which made Xie Mingtang feel puzzled and worried, "What happened?"

"Brother Xie, I'm about to die, woo-woo--" The girl on the phone seemed to be unable to restrain her grief anymore, and her sobs grew louder.

Xie Mingtang was stunned, and quickly realized: "What's going on?"

"I bled so much, I felt like I was dying—"

Xie Mingtang's heart tightened, he frowned, then grabbed the car keys left on the table and walked out, worrying about her all the way, and even called 120.

But he is faster than 120.

Rushing upstairs, without a key, you can only ring the doorbell. If no one comes to answer the door, he will break in.

Surprisingly, the door opened. Xu Yi looked pale, but she didn't seem to be in any serious trouble. Xie Mingtang looked her up and down, but didn't see where she was bleeding.

On the other hand, Xu Yi, as soon as he saw him, seemed to see a savior, and threw himself into Xie Mingtang's arms, crying loudly: "Brother Xie, are you here to see me for the last time, sorry, maybe I I won't have the chance to repay you in the future, sorry..."

Xie Mingtang pushed her body away with some headaches, he was not used to strangers being so close to him, but he still worried: "Don't cry, isn't it bleeding? Where is the bleeding?"

Two red clouds suddenly appeared on Xu Yi's pale face, as if he was frightened, but also ashamed to speak, under Xie Mingtang's questioning eyes, he faltered and said: "I...I'm bleeding below..."

Is there blood down there?
Xie Mingtang looked down at her naturally. She was wearing a pair of black trousers and slippers were pulled on her feet, and she didn't see anything unusual. Xie Mingtang was still a big boy, so how could he understand this? She frowned: "Xu Yi, if you want to come to me for help, tell me directly, you don't need to make up such a lame lie."

Hearing this, Xu Yi's face became paler in an instant, and he waved his hands again and again: "No, brother Xie, I didn't lie, I was really bleeding—it's down there, between my legs, I..." Of course Xu Yi couldn't take off the clothes. The trousers were shown to Xie Mingtang, but she was so anxious that she didn't know how to explain it. She wiped the trousers behind her with a tissue, and the paper was stained with blood.

She wore white trousers in the morning, but when she came back in the afternoon, the trousers were all dyed through. She took off her trousers and saw the blood all over the trousers. She was so frightened that her whole body was cold. She was bleeding so much, was she going to die?

Xie Mingtang looked at her weeping and sad face, and then heard the sound of an ambulance from downstairs, for a while, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Although he didn't understand, he still had basic common sense. When Xu Yi said that there was blood between his legs, Xie Mingtang already understood.

She has her period and she has grown from a little girl to a teenager.

He took a deep breath and asked her, "Where's Aunt Xu?"

Xu Yi replied in a low voice: "I let her go a long time ago. I don't need to spend money to hire someone. I can take care of myself." If it was not a last resort, she would not call Xie Mingtang.

But here, besides him, she really doesn't know who else she can turn to. He is the beacon in her heart, the lighthouse, the mountain, and the protection of safety. Only he can make her feel at ease.But she won't bother him easily.

Xie Mingtang saw her pale face and petite figure, she looked so fragile and thin, but her eyes were so determined.

Xu Yi asked again: "Brother Xie, will I die?"

Xie Mingtang took a deep breath and said to her: "You won't die, wait, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back soon."

"I really won't die?"

"No. You go to your room, take a shower, and change your clothes."

"Oh." Xu Yi believed in Xie Mingtang. She didn't understand why she was bleeding, and she obediently went to take a bath without asking any further questions.

Xie Mingtang met the medical staff who went upstairs on the stairs, told them that it was a misunderstanding, and the medical staff left.

He drove to a nearby convenience store and stood in front of a row of shelves, but he felt like he couldn't make a move.

So many brands, so many packages, and so many people...

Although he is the all-powerful and dominating young overlord in the mall, he has never done such a thing.

buy sanitary napkins...

In the end, he endured the surprised eyes of customers and cashiers, and bought a bag full of sanitary napkins of every brand...

(End of this chapter)