Everyone's been reborn, so who would bother finding a wife on their own?

Chapter 55 I'm going to die

After the brief period of joy at the school sports meet, everyone returned to their busy academic lives.

Compared to elementary school, junior high school has many more subjects, especially science subjects, which everyone finds very challenging.

Song Huan did very well in science subjects in junior high school; his only headache was science in high school, otherwise he wouldn't have only gotten into a second-tier university.

Song Huan remembered that Xiao Yunqing's science grades were pretty good in high school, but he just couldn't handle the questions in junior high school. It seems that he was a late bloomer.

The two had agreed to go to school together to discuss physics today, but Song Huan waited downstairs at Xiao Yunqing's house for a long time without seeing Xiao Yunqing.

He looked up at Xiao Yunqing's window; the curtains were drawn and the lights were off.

Looking down at the parking spaces, Xiao Haifeng's black Audi was not there.

At this time normally, Xiao Yunqing would have already bounced down the hill, her ponytail swinging, holding a milk bottle in her hand, shouting, "Song Huan! I'm late! I'm late!"

It's unusually quiet today.

He went upstairs and knocked on the door.

No one answered.

After knocking a few more times, slow, dragging footsteps came from inside, like walking on cotton.

The door opened a crack, and Xiao Yunqing stood behind it, wearing pajamas, her hair disheveled, and her face as white as a sheet.

His lips were pale, and there was a bluish-gray ring under his eyes.

Song Huan was taken aback. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Her voice was hoarse, completely different from the usually chatty Xiao Yunqing.

Where's your dad?

"I'm away on a business trip."

Where's your mom?

"I'm going to work," she said, her brow furrowing slightly. Her hand unconsciously pressed against her lower abdomen before being lowered.

Song Huan frowned as she looked at her.

Did you ask for leave?

Xiao Yunqing shook her head.

Song Huan didn't say anything, squeezed past her, walked to the living room, and picked up the landline.

Xiao Yunqing leaned against the door frame, watching him dial a number. She wanted to say something, but then her stomach hurt again, and she swallowed her words.

The call was connected.

"Hello, Teacher Gao, this is Song Huan. Xiao Yunqing isn't feeling well today, could you please ask for a day off for her?"

Gao Xiao asked a few questions, and Song Huan answered them one by one, "Yes, she has a slight fever... Okay, thank you, teacher."

After hanging up the phone, he glanced back at her.

Xiao Yunqing stood there, took a blanket from the room and wrapped it around herself, leaving only her face exposed.

It's white, small, and has bluish-gray under its eyes.

"You'd better hurry, you're going to be late," she said, her voice muffled.

Song Huan looked at her but didn't move.

"Let's go," she said again, her tone a little urgent.

Song Huan nodded and turned to walk towards the door.

After taking a couple of steps, I heard a very soft inhale behind me, as if someone was holding back something.

He didn't turn around, opened the door, walked out, and closed the door behind him.

The hallway was quiet; the motion-activated lights were off, and the room went dark.

Xiao Yunqing stood in the living room, staring at the closed door for a few seconds.

He turned and slowly walked back to the room, his steps dragging on the floor.

After walking a few steps, her stomach started hurting again. She bent over, pressed her hand to her lower abdomen, and bit her lip.

[He just left like that.]

Xiao Yunqing felt a little empty inside.

[It's not that I want him to stay; what would he do there? He wouldn't understand.]

But... I just feel a little empty inside.

She lay back down on the bed, pulled the blanket up to her chin, curled up on her side, and looked at the sliver of light coming through the gap in the curtains.

My stomach was cramping, like something was twisting inside.

She closed her eyes, feeling drowsy, unsure whether she was asleep or awake.

"Ring ring ring".

Suddenly, the phone rang in the living room.

Xiao Yunqing was stunned and immediately poked her head out from under the covers.

"Feed?"

"Teacher Gao, it's me again. Yes, I also need to ask for leave to take care of Xiao Yunqing."

She froze, and the sound came from the living room.

She propped herself up and looked towards the door. The door wasn't closed properly; there was a crack.

Song Huan stood in the living room, her back to her, holding a microphone in her hand.

Gao Xiao seemed to say something on the other end, and he smiled, "It's okay, I won't fall behind in my studies. Okay, thank you, teacher."

After hanging up the phone, he turned around and saw a pair of bright, red eyes peeking out from under the door.

He walked over and pushed open the door.

Xiao Yunqing sat on the bed, the blanket piled up around her waist, her hair messy, her face still pale, but her eyes were brighter than before.

"How could you..." She opened her mouth, but didn't finish speaking.

"What's wrong with me?" Song Huan leaned against the door frame.

"Didn't you close the door and leave?"

"I stole your house key and then secretly opened the door."

"You...you don't go to school?"

"I just asked for leave."

"Did Professor Gao agree?"

"Agreed."

Xiao Yunqing looked at him for several seconds, then lowered her head. "Why did you come back?"

The sound was very soft, like a mosquito's hum.

But Song Huan heard it, and she heard her innermost thoughts, soft and gentle, like cotton candy soaking in warm water.

He's back.

He didn't leave.

He turned and went to the kitchen, poured a glass of hot water, and carried it back.

The glass cup, steaming, sat on the bedside table.

"Drink some water."

Xiao Yunqing did not move.

He didn't urge him, but pulled up a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed.

After a while, she slowly reached out, picked up the cup, and took a sip.

It was hot, so I pulled my tongue back and took another sip.

Song Huan pulled a thermometer out of the drawer, shook it, and said, "Open your mouth."

Xiao Yunqing obediently opened her mouth and put the thermometer in her mouth.

After holding it in her mouth for a while, Song Huan pulled it out and looked at it against the light.

"Thirty-six and a half degrees Celsius, no fever." He reached out and touched her forehead, then touched his own. "Not hot."

Xiao Yunqing was startled when he touched her, and blushed.

It turns red quickly, fades quickly, and remains white.

"You probably have a cold," he said. "Have you taken any medicine?"

Xiao Yunqing shook her head. Song Huan stood up and went to the living room to rummage through the medicine box.

After flipping through the box for a while, he came in with several boxes of medicine, squatted down in front of the bedside table, and read the instructions for each box.

Xiao Yunqing leaned against the pillow, looking at the back of his head.

My hair has gotten a bit long; it's time for a haircut.

My shoulders are a little wider than before; I don't know when they grew.

He was reading the instruction manual very carefully, his brows slightly furrowed, and he was muttering to himself.

As she watched, her nose suddenly stung with tears.

Tears welled up without warning, clogging my eyes, hot and sticky.

She bit her lip, trying to hold back her tears, but the more she tried, the more they flowed, and tears fell, dripping onto the back of her hand, one drop, then two.

Hearing the sound, Song Huan looked up and saw her sitting on the bed, tears streaming down her face, biting her lip, with tear streaks on her cheeks.

He panicked, "What's wrong? Does it hurt a lot? Should we go to the hospital?"

Xiao Yunqing shook her head, her tears falling even more fiercely. She sniffed, her voice hoarse and trembling with sobs.

"Huanhuan...I'm going to die..."

Song Huan nearly dropped the medicine box in her hand. "What did you say?!"

"I'm bleeding..." she whispered, her voice muffled and strained, as she covered her face, "So much blood... Am I going to die...?"

Song Huan was stunned for three seconds, then he saw her hand on her lower abdomen, her pale face, and her panicked eyes.

In that split second, a thought suddenly flashed into my mind.

He breathed a sigh of relief, a very heavy sigh, and his shoulders slumped.

Xiao Yunqing saw him smiling through her fingers and pounded the bed in anger. "You're still laughing! I'm about to die and you're still laughing!"

Song Huan immediately stopped smiling and removed her hand from her face. Her eyes were red, her nose was red, and her face was covered in tears, making her look pitiful.

"You're not sick, and you're not going to die," he said, his tone as serious as when he was reading the instruction manual.

Xiao Yunqing was stunned. "Then what happened to me?"

Song Huan opened her mouth, then organized her thoughts, "This is called menstruation, also known as period. Girls all get it as they get older, it happens once a month. It's not an illness, it's a normal physiological phenomenon. The fact that you're getting this means you're growing up!"

Xiao Yunqing's eyes widened, her face turning from white to red. "You...how did you know?"

Song Huan almost let slip, and coughed, "I learned about it in biology class."

"We haven't reached that section yet!"

"I studied it in advance."

Xiao Yunqing looked at him, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything.

She lowered her head, buried her face in the blanket, and her ears were so red they looked like they could bleed.

The room was silent for a few seconds. Song Huan cleared her throat and softened her tone.

"It's normal to be a little nervous the first time, but you'll get used to it. Stomach aches are normal, drink plenty of hot water, keep warm, and avoid cold and spicy foods."

Xiao Yunqing peeked out from under the covers with one eye, red and bright, "You... how do you know everything?"

Song Huan smiled, stood up, and pulled the blanket up to cover her shoulders.

"Cover yourself up, don't catch a cold." He stood by the bed, looking at her, and suddenly blurted out, "It's your period, sweep away the hunger and be yourself again."

Xiao Yunqing was stunned for a moment.

"Every pain you experience is a successful transformation. Through the trials of blood and fire, you will surely be reborn."

His tone grew increasingly serious, as if he were reciting a textbook: "You will eventually return as a queen, spread your wings and soar high, young lady!"

After listening, Xiao Yunqing's face turned red, whether from anger or embarrassment, it was hard to tell.

She reached out from under the covers, grabbed the plush bear from beside her pillow, and threw it at his face.

"Are you crazy?!"

Song Huan didn't dodge and was hit squarely.

The little bear was soft and cuddly; it bounced once and fell to the ground.

He bent down, picked it up, dusted it off, and put it back next to her pillow.

"Are you calm now? If not, smash it again."

Xiao Yunqing stared at him for two seconds, then burst out laughing.

He laughed for a while, then frowned and placed his hand on his lower abdomen.

"Stop laughing, it hurts." Song Huan quickly stopped laughing. "Are your parents coming back at noon?"

Xiao Yunqing shook her head. "My dad is away on a business trip for three days, and my mom won't be back for lunch."

"Okay." Song Huan turned and walked out.

Where are you going?

"Going grocery shopping." He walked to the door, glanced back at her, and said, "I'll cook for you. Lie still, cover yourself with the blanket, and walk slowly to the bathroom so you don't slip."

"Oh, by the way, I'll borrow your house key for now, so I don't have to ask you to open the door when I come back from grocery shopping."

Xiao Yunqing lay on the bed, watching him walk out, listening to his footsteps as he passed through the living room, opened the door, and closed it.

The moment the door closed, she pulled the blanket up to cover half her face.

The blankets were warm, still warm from when he pulled the corners of the blankets up.

She closed her eyes, feeling a warm glow inside.