Lu Mian hugged the quilt and curled up on the bed.
Soon, Zero's text message also arrived.
Ling: [Brother Mian, how is your health today? That... it's time to come?]At the back is a "JPG of Dysmenorrhea Mushroom".
Mian: [Well, today.]
Ling: [Damn, your monthly catastrophe! I will look for you?]
Mian: [Jinjing Xiao's family lives next door to me, please don't show up.]
Zero seems to have paused for a long time, and finally sent a sentence [The old man in the family said that it will not hurt after giving birth. Do you want to find someone to live with one?]
Mian: [Go away.]
Zero: [I'm serious!]
Mian: [Take a taxi and get out!]
After sending the text message with trembling fingers, she casually threw the phone under the quilt.
She had dysmenorrhea, the kind that hurt to death.
This is not brought from the mother's womb, but the sequelae left behind during that kidnapping.
Once a month, the body is bound to suffer the pain of being torn apart and reassembled, torn apart, and reassembled again.
She recovered her life, but she had to pay the corresponding price.
Maybe she will have to endure this kind of torture for the rest of her life.
Lu Mian pursed her lips, her face was crushed like paper, even though she was trembling with pain, she still didn't make a sound.
She still insisted on walking from the bed to the bathroom.
Then from the bathroom, lie back on the bed.
She swallowed five painkillers halfway through, but it didn't help, so she took it too.
The doorbell rang at this moment.
She frowned, fiddled with the watch, and a small human face appeared on the dial.
It's Xiao Qimo.
She clicked "Agree", and the anti-theft door opened automatically.
And when Xiao Qimo walked in, Lu Mian had already breathed a sigh of relief, and stood in front of him as if nothing had happened.
It seemed that it wasn't her who was tearing apart in pain just now.
"Is there something wrong?" She crossed her arms and quietly leaned against the shoe cabinet.
The neck was slightly drooping, and the expression on his face was a bit world-weary and tired.
Xiao Qimo laughed at himself and said that he would be suspected one day, and then mentioned the health-preserving meal in his hand, "My family came to find my chopsticks."
While speaking gracefully and calmly, he entered the room on his own.
"..."
Lu Mian followed him silently all the way, only feeling that the four words "gentle scum" were very appropriate to describe Xiao Qimo.
On the surface, he appears to be a gentleman and polite, but in fact he is black-bellied and shameless.
She watched the men put the health-preserving meals on the table one by one, and went to the kitchen on her own initiative, took out the pair of chopsticks she borrowed, and placed them neatly on both sides of the seat.
Lu Mian just looked at his back without stopping.
But he soon heard his slow and dignified voice, with his back to her, coming softly.
"Lu Mian, if it hurts, stop pretending."
The girl's heart was inexplicably hit by something.
In the next second, the elegant man had already come to her side, he held her shoulders in a gentlemanly manner, and led her towards the bedroom.
The paleness of her face had long since proved that she was uncomfortable.
It's an excuse to deliver food, but I just want to see how she is doing.
She was really uncomfortable, but she was still whitewashing the peace and trying to lie to him.
What a little liar!
Lu Mian was in a complicated mood. He helped her back to the comfortable big bed, hugged the quilt, and said a little bored, "Don't think you know me very well."
"Then... Would you like some hot water?"
"..." Lu Mian paused, and her voice became more muffled: "Drink."
Xiao Qimo took a cup of warm water for Lu Mian, handed it to her mouth, and asked her to drink it.
From the beginning to the end, it is a gentleman's care, neither far nor near, just right.
Perhaps because of this kind of subtle care, she felt that the pain didn't seem so painful.
Is it an illusion
She was in a daze.
"Om..."
The sound of the phone vibrating brought her back to her senses. Lu Mian dragged her body to reach for the phone left beside the bed, but found that the phone was picked up by a man first.
She immediately narrowed her eyes, and there was a bright or dark glint in her eyes.