Chapter 12 The Mountain of Pads
When I got home, I saw a mountain of sanitary pads piled up.
Expensive ones, cheap ones, all kinds of brands, stacked in the living room.
Si Han sat in the middle of the pad mountain, coldly playing with her phone.
Even though she was seriously playing the role of the vicious mother,
I immediately understood.
She had bought all these pads.
I had only ever told her about how poor I was as a child, how I couldn't afford sanitary pads and was mocked for it.
Sensing that I was looking at her, she finally lifted her eyelids and said impatiently,
"So annoying. Standing there like a pillar, blocking my view!"
"Ji Shijing said you got your period. Hurry up and go to your bedroom upstairs. Don't bring bad luck to me here! There's red sugar water I didn't finish in the kitchen. Go drink it."
Si Han's tone was very rude.
But I knew she was being forced by the system.
After all, her most unforgettable punishment was being turned into a long-haired female gorilla for three whole days.
Even so, she still couldn't help helping me sometimes.
Last winter break, she helped me with my homework and was punished with nonstop rhinitis for a whole month.
The day before yesterday, she brought me a cup of milk tea and got punished by walking into the neighbor's exploding toilet and getting covered in feces.
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What I saw in the kitchen was a bowl of steaming red sugar rice wine tangyuan with a soft-boiled egg inside.
This was the thing I had been craving the most.
The last time I had period cramps, I casually mentioned to Si Han that I wanted to eat the red sugar soft-boiled egg my grandmother used to make.
I didn't expect her to still remember.
"Salty tears mixed with red sugar water. Must taste pretty special, right?"
An extremely mood-ruining voice interrupted my beautiful thoughts.
Ji Shijing leaned against the doorway with one hand, his face full of provocation.
Considering he had helped me during the day, I decided to endure it this time.
I ignored him.