Shi Keke has always thought that in a man’s life, he should buy sanitary napkins for his woman at least ten tis.
Because one day, a woman will bear him a child, be pregnant for ten months, and for at least ten months, she won’t have her nstrual cycle.
Many n think that they are lucky because if it weren’t for them, won would still endure the pain of nstruation every month.
But few n realize what kind of physical toll it takes on a woman to bear a child for him.
So, people often say that n are selfish, only wanting montary pleasure.
However, Shi Keke knows very well that Shi i is not a selfish man. When facing any situation, he puts himself in others’ shoes, whether it’s in the past or present, with others or her.
He can set aside his dignity, his pride, to buy sanitary napkins for his woman. That shows that he is a true man.
Such a man is the most charming, even if today he is just an ordinary man with a monthly inco of a few thousand, even if his appearance is plain, he still radiates a captivating glow.
Shi Keke stood ten ters away, watching him, watching him take one pack after another of sanitary napkins from the shelf and put them into the shopping cart, she couldn’t help but smile.
Although this wasn’t his first ti buying sanitary napkins for her, she still felt very surprised.
She didn’t expect him to know her nstrual cycle, nor did she expect him to guess what she needed because of one word from her.
To say she’s not moved would be a lie.
At least now she knows that before she confessed to him today, he was already paying attention to her. Although he often seed indifferent to her, he actually cared.
Unbidden, she thought back to when she was little, the first ti she got her period, she thought she had so terminal illness, scared to death.
At that ti, she was still living at the Shi Family house, because her parents were abroad busy with business, ignoring her, and her aunt was also sowhat neglectful due to work; she couldn’t find anyone to confide in, she felt helpless, and locked herself in her room crying all night.
Until the next morning, her brother smashed the door open and dragged her out of bed, she was still crying, her eyes puffy like a stead bun, looking terribly ugly.
As she cried, she hit him, called him a bully, said no girl would ever like him.
But he calmly replied, "Even if no one likes , I won’t settle for you."
She retorted, saying even if she can’t get married, she wouldn’t settle for liking him, but he pointed to the large red stain on the bed sheet and said, "Promise you won’t bleed to death first before you say that."
Scared, she cried even harder, then huddled in the corner of the wall, wiping her tears and snots, feeling as aggrieved as ever.
He couldn’t take it, searched "female physiology knowledge" online for her to read, explained nstrual knowledge to her. Then he went out to buy sanitary napkins for her, day-use, night-use, extended-use, as long as they had different functions, he bought them all, and taught her how to use them.
At the ti, too naive to understand love between n and won, so there was no feeling that sothing was inappropriate in their interaction.
Only now, looking back, she realizes that many years ago, sothing called "love" was already budding between them.
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