i was my mistake

"—Sanitary napkin!" Wan Qing gritted her teeth.

But Ye Chen was even more at a loss: "What is that?"

"Haven't you seen mom use it?"

"I, how could I pay attention to that kind of thing!" He suddenly flushed with shame.

"Idiot, just go to a grocery store or a supermarket and ask the clerk if they have sanitary napkins for sale, any brand is fine, buy whatever you want, hurry up... Hiss—it hurts again..."

"what……"

Seeing that the white dress was about to be completely stained red, Wan Qing scolded him in a good and funny way: "Go quickly, you think there's a river of blood here!"

"oh oh!!"

……

7. Sanitary strips

At night, the streets are lit up with colorful lights, but those street lights are not too bright, and the middle of the road is still dark, and it needs to be illuminated when a car passes by.

This is a place close to the city center, so the streets are not deserted at the moment, but rather noisy.

Ye Chen clutched the ten-yuan note in his pocket and walked alone, various advertisements were displayed on the colorful light boxes, and the smell of kebabs was faintly wafting from the long street.

"Didi, Didi——!" There was a slightly sharp sound from the pocket of the man walking in front of him.

He picked up the belt with his left hand, touched the leather bag hanging on the waist of his trousers with his right hand, flipped it off lightly with a 'click', and picked up the pager connected to the belt with a metal chain.

The black pager was very small, only half the size of a palm, and it was vibrating violently while making a sound, and a not-so-bright green light appeared on the small long screen.

People generally call it a BB machine, probably because it makes such a rapid 'beep' sound every time it rings.

Although I heard Wan Qing talk a lot about the future, I know that in the future there will be mobile phones as thin as glass, on which people can easily slide their fingers to achieve many functions.

But after all, he is a person in this era, and no matter how longing for the future, he will not get what the future has.

But the pager was something he could actually see and possibly buy.

There was a bit of envy on his face. After watching the man pick up the pager and glanced at it, he hurried into the public phone booth beside him.

When he walked by, the glass door also closed with a bang, probably with too much force, and trembled slightly for a while before stopping completely.

Pagers were the most popular in this era, but they were still not a consumer product that everyone could afford.

Even if you buy it, you still have to pay high communication fees every month.

Ye Chen looked at a brightly lit communication company business office on the side of the road. A large poster was pasted on the light box in front of the door. The three words "Shocking Price" were in huge red fonts, and the number representing the price below was also particularly conspicuous. .

"Stunning price, the monthly package of the pager is as low as 12 yuan..."

He whispered to himself, even a little reluctant to look away.

But he really couldn't afford it or use it.

After all, you must know that the wages of ordinary people working in cities in this era are only about 80 yuan.

If you save a little, 12 yuan is even enough for a month's food expenses.

Ye Chen licked his lips, and suddenly remembered that he still had something important to do, so he quickly looked away and ran forward.

He is not familiar with the neighborhood, but it is impossible that there is not even a grocery store in such a bustling street.

Sure enough, not far ahead, there was a small grocery store that sold tobacco, alcohol, and daily necessities.

The glass cabinet is both a merchandise display shelf and a cash register.

There were packs of rough red toilet paper inside, and a few packs of white ones were placed on top, marked with two or three times the price.

Walking into the store, his eager mood was suddenly suppressed by a kind of embarrassment and tension rising from the bottom of his heart. He looked around and didn't know how to speak for a while.

The grocery store was so small there wasn't even a place for him to hide.

"Young man, what do you want to buy?" The shopkeeper was a middle-aged woman who had just taught her son a lesson with a feather duster. When she saw a customer coming in, she raised her head again with a smile on her face.

Ye Chen's eyes fell on the rotatable chewing gum display stand on the glass counter, and it took him a long time to choke out a sentence: "I...I'm here to buy...women, for women...hygienic...hygienic..."

"Sanitary strips?" The proprietress also looked away a little embarrassedly, "Would you buy it for your mother?"

"A...it seems to be..."

"There are also... some places are called hygiene...belts."

"Probably? No...it seems to be called, is it called...sanitary napkin?" Ye Chen's brain suddenly brightened, and he remembered exactly what Wan Qing said just now.

"I'm sorry, young man, I don't have anything to sell here, why don't you go to the small supermarket across the road? There should be some for sale?"

"well!"

Like a weasel who was found stealing a chicken, Ye Chen quickly ran out. The air in the bustling street made him feel so fresh for the first time.

"As expected of me in the future, I know so much about girls, and I'm not shy at all, so calm and calm. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to think of what to do...?" He whispered to himself, scratching his head. With his own hair, he walked quickly to the sidewalk.

But there are no traffic lights here, and none of the vehicles coming and going give way.

He can only follow those courageous people to go forward.

Crossing the road is as dangerous as swimming across a river.

"Hurry up, hurry up..." He kept urging himself, and ran into this small supermarket called 'Century Hualian'.

Although the order of only one word is different, the internal size and pattern are quite different.

The small supermarket is not as big as the real Lianhua Supermarket, but it is not too small. There are many shelves in it, just enough for people to walk. If there is a shopping cart, it will be blocked at the door.

He looked back and forth, but couldn't find what he wanted.

Mainly because he didn't even know what packaging this thing was in.

Walking around the corner, a young girl with a somewhat familiar face came towards her. When she saw Ye Chen approaching, she seemed to be startled, her face flushed.

She subconsciously covered the shopping basket with her hands, and then exhaled softly in surprise: "Huh? You are... the boy who came to eat noodles that day?"

"Ah? Ah...?" Ye Chen looked at her blankly, and the latter smiled a little embarrassedly, "It's in Pianerchuan."

"Hmm...Pianerchuan?" Too many things have happened recently, and he doesn't want to recall the memories of the days when his mother passed away.

"That day, the girl next to you told me that there would be a car accident at the entrance of the noodle shop and asked me to go out later. In the end, a car accident really happened. If it had been a few seconds earlier, I would have walked out."

"Ah! It's you?" Ye Chen finally remembered, "It's fine..."

"That's amazing, is she the daughter of a fortune teller?"

"Uh...well." Of course, Ye Chen couldn't tell the truth, so he was a little vague.

Moreover, he is in a hurry to buy things now, and he is really not in the mood to chat with this girl who is not a few years older than him.

"Looking for something?" she asked with a smile.

"Ah... find... find... that..." Ye Chen stammered a bit, he licked his dry lips, and gestured abruptly, "It's the kind, used by women and girls, during birth and menstrual period... Every, every month, that, that thing that needs to be used...!"

The face of the young girl working in the noodle shop flushed suddenly, she lowered her head slightly, staring at the concrete floor of the small supermarket: "You, what do you want...to do?"

"To use..."

"Pervert! Hooligan!" She widened her eyes in panic, took three steps back with the shopping basket in her arms, and half turned around, as if she was about to run away.

"No, no, no!" Ye Chen also panicked, "It's not me, it's me, my family, my family... I..."

Because he was too nervous, he couldn't even think of how to explain who Wan Qing was to outsiders.

In fact, as long as it is my sister or even my girlfriend.

But his mind was blank, and even basic thinking almost stagnated.

In this age when many people are ignorant and innocent, even a woman would be embarrassed to buy these things that are closely related to women's privacy, let alone a big boy like him.

"Buy it for your mother?"

"Ah... yes, yes, yes!"

The girl in front of her face was so red that she could drip water, and the pimple on her forehead became more and more red: "I just... just asked..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, so that Ye Chen couldn't hear it clearly.

"What, what?"

"The more convenient sanitary napkins are, have been used (sold) out!" She took two steps forward, "You, if you want to buy...go to the boss at the counter to ask for...sanitary...sanitary strips..."

"Ah good……"

"Remember to buy some soft napkins and go back, I, I'm leaving!" Her cheeks were so hot that she seemed to be smoking, she turned around and ran out quickly.

Ye Chen scratched his scalp vigorously, his hair, which had not been taken care of much, looked even messier now.

He took a deep breath, pretending that he was just here to pack chewing gum, and walked slowly to the cashier.

But when he opened his mouth, he stuttered again: "You, you are good...I-help, help my mother buy...that uh..."

The woman at the cash register was probably in her 30s, and she asked in a low voice, a little embarrassed: "Is it a sanitary strip? The sanitary napkins are sold out."

"Correct!"

"It needs to be used with this kind of delicate and absorbent napkin." She raised her voice a little, and took out a large bag of expensive-looking white tissue paper from the counter.

"it is good……"

"It's three dollars and five."

Ye Chen was even too embarrassed to open his mouth to speak, and just remembered to nod vigorously.

The cashier squatted down, took out an invisible object from the cabinet, quickly put it into a black opaque bag, and then put the bag of toilet paper into it.

He hastily handed over ten yuan bills, picked up the black bag and was about to leave.

"Hey, wait, I haven't given change yet!"

"Oh!" He turned back in embarrassment, took the change he found, glanced at it briefly, put it in his pocket, and then ran out as if to escape.

The small shops selling pagers and color TVs on the road could no longer attract his attention, and now he wanted to run home quickly.

It was obviously only a short journey, but for some reason, it felt extremely long at this time.

"Wan Qing should be fine, right? It's embarrassing to buy this thing - and I bought it alone... I'm a boy, boy, if I go to ask about this kind of thing, people won't think I'm a pervert, right? Maybe They think I'm just making an excuse - although it's a lie..."

Everyone on the road seemed to be laughing at him, which made him gradually quicken his pace, and the gate of Yinkong Apartment was finally in front of him.

……

8. Will not use

"Click, bang!"

The door was opened and then closed again, and the sound of the TV was briefly overshadowed.

My father fell asleep on the sofa with his head up. The beard he hadn't shaved for a few days had grown a lot. There were a few more cigarette butts in the new glass ashtray. The scattered beer bottles seemed to have been rearranged. bottle, but only drank half of it.

Wan Qing's voice could not be heard in the room, so Ye Chen couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Walking into the kitchen, she was still squatting, her skirt had been completely stained dark red with blood, she was leaning against the corner very weakly, barely supporting herself with her head against the sink.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she opened her eyes slightly, the originally pure black pupils seemed to reveal a bit of dark green under the pale light.

"I, I bought it back!"

"Hmm..." Wan Qing responded with a snort, exhaled a mouthful of warm air, raised her hands slightly, "Help me, a little..."

"Ah, alone, is it okay in the toilet?" Ye Chen was a little worried that she slipped and fell in the bathroom.

"Bring another... chair." Wan Qing tried to lift her heavy eyelids, she was obviously not sleepy, but she couldn't open her eyes.

Ye Chen put one of her arms on his shoulder, and with some difficulty to lift it up, the two of them staggered and almost fell to the ground together.

"Am I that... heavy?" Wan Qing wanted to joke, but her tone couldn't fluctuate too much.

"Slow down." Ye Chen didn't have the time to respond, "Are you sure you're okay? Isn't this reaction too violent?"

"Fucking hell knows... what's going on." She laughed and cursed, and even felt that her breathing became much easier after scolding.

From the kitchen through the living room and into the bathroom, blood dripped all the way, and those who didn't know it might think it was a crime scene.