Jiang Cuo lowered his voice and replied calmly, "I understand."
Jiang Cuo is always like this, making it impossible to discern his emotions.
With that, Su Qianqian lowered her head and went upstairs, looking very much like the little one who had become dejected after being ignored by her mother and mother for several days.
That way, I'll have an excuse to get into the top ten.
It is said that Jiang Cuo's tutoring led to his rapid progress and a significant improvement in his grades.
In this world obsessed with love, Jiang Cuo is not popular because of his obsessive love.
However, because she is a top student, most people are her die-hard fans, and no one would doubt her when Jiang Cuo is mentioned.
………
When Friday came, Su Qianqian deliberately took out her workbook during the break and asked Jiang Cuo for help, drawing everyone's attention.
When a classmate noticed her, she put her workbook away.
Jiang Cuo narrowed his eyes.
Su Qianqian asked her about her homework, but didn't ask her to explain it to her. She felt like she was being used like a tool.
They went back and forth like this several times, until the last physical education class of the morning.
In this physical education class, the girls were forced by the teacher to form a volleyball team to relax.
Su Qianqian knew that the original owner had a talent for dance and an exceptionally flexible body.
So they didn't refuse.
Jiang Cuo is well-rounded in moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, and labor education. Not only is he good at studying, but he is also outstanding in sports. Moreover, he is tall and is a skilled blocker and spiker.
Su Qianqian was forced by the teacher to be the setter, so she was quite close to Jiang Cuo, who was in front of the net.
The students around them made teasing noises and raised their eyebrows.
Some classmates deliberately bumped into Su Qianqian like they did during recess, causing her to fall onto Jiang Cuo. But that day, those classmates attacked from behind, so Su Qianqian didn't have time to react. This time, she was prepared, and Su Qianqian dodged the collisions one after another thanks to the original owner's soft body.
This caused her to keep a close eye on Jiang Cuo's position, focusing all her attention on him. She was so engrossed that she ignored the strangeness in her own body.
Su Qianqian dodged left and right, raising her hand to pass the ball. Her movements were fluid and graceful, giving her a sense of confidence.
After all, I've been stuck in the office in the original world for too long, and my arms and legs have become old and frail. Where have I ever felt so youthful?
This time, Su Qianqian truly understood what it meant to be young.
However, just as Su Qianqian was folding her hands together, her arms clenched, preparing to juggle and pass the ball, Jiang Cuo, with a cold face, suddenly took off his school uniform jacket, wrapped it around her entire body, covered her buttocks, and then tied the two sleeves of the school uniform around her waist.
Su Qianqian had just received the volleyball when it instantly fell to the ground. She was completely stunned. Falling the ball to the ground meant losing points.
The passion that had finally been ignited was interrupted.
However, before Su Qianqian could even ask, Jiang Cuo had already stepped forward and raised his hand to signal to the teacher.
"Teacher, Su Qianqian is not feeling well, I'll take her to the infirmary."
Su Qianqian: "?"
She didn't feel uncomfortable anywhere.
Just as Su Qianqian was stunned, Jiang Cuo grabbed her wrist and half-pulled her out of the volleyball team.
Behind her, the other classmates who played volleyball all smiled like doting aunts.
"It seems like Su Qianqian is on her period. Jiang Cuo is so thoughtful. It seems that the news that Su Qianqian is in a one-sided love is not so accurate after all."
"Oh, Su Qianqian is on her period? How did Jiang Cuo know? I didn't notice."
The person who guessed that Su Qianqian was menstruating was Jiang Cuo's classmate sitting behind him.
"I was just guessing. Su Qianqian was around this time last month."
After Jiang Cuo finished speaking, she immediately received strange looks from the other students. She quickly explained, "I'm just recording Qianqian's mistaken love, not what you all think. I'm not going to break up anyone who dares to break up my couple."
Only then did everyone withdraw their dangerous gazes, wondering to themselves how Jiang Cuo had figured it out.
However, as Jiang Cuo pulled her along, Su Qianqian already felt some discomfort in her lower abdomen.
Suddenly I remembered that the original owner's period was around these few days.
It turns out that Jiang Cuo tied the school uniform around her waist to cover her buttocks in order to help her hide the bloodstains?
How did Jiang Cuo discover it? If it was just a tiny bit, it wouldn't be noticeable without careful observation. Judging from everyone's stunned reaction, the bloodstain probably wasn't very large. Could it be that Jiang Cuo had been intentionally watching her all along?
When they arrived at the infirmary, the two had already walked a short distance. At this point, Su Qianqian could no longer maintain her composure, as waves of pain in her lower abdomen came one after another.
How could the original owner be so young and not know how to take care of herself? Why did she have such pain during her period?
Upon seeing the hospital bed in the lounge, Su Qianqian instinctively curled up on it.
Jiang Cuo found a spare sanitary napkin in the lounge.
"Put this on before you sleep."
Su Qianqian was already wincing in pain, and could only subconsciously obey Jiang Cuo's words and run to the bathroom.
Then, like a dead fish, he ran back to bed and curled up in the blankets.
She now not only has lower abdominal pain, but also feels cold in her hands and feet, is trembling all over, and has a throbbing headache.
In her dazed state, Su Qianqian felt something burning hot in her stomach. When she reached out and touched it, she found it was a hot water bottle.
She wasn't sleepy at all, but the pain in her lower abdomen was so intense that she couldn't help but close her eyes and shut out her senses, as if that was the only way to alleviate the pain.
"Don't sleep yet. Call your housekeeper. You've spilled it on your pants. Do you want to ask for leave to go home or continue with class?"
Su Qianqian was huddled under the covers, feeling that Jiang Cuo's voice was somewhat ethereal, but she could still hear every word clearly.
It was as if Jiang Cuo was bending down on her blanket to speak.
She didn't know if it was because the pain in her lower abdomen was so severe that she was having a hallucination, but she felt that Jiang Cuo's words were so gentle, as if he was coaxing a child.
Su Qianqian had never experienced such intense lower abdominal pain before.
She felt as if there was a ball of fire in her stomach, or as if an excavator was digging and expanding inside, or as if countless tiny needles were pricking her stomach. She wanted to turn over and twist, but the pain left her completely powerless, and she didn't know how to relieve her pain.
As if due to the pain, Su Qianqian, who was so radiant when playing volleyball, was now listless, and even her lips were chapped, so she could only subconsciously lick them.
The first time Su Qianqian heard Jiang Cuo's words, she wanted to refuse and not move.
It felt as if the only thing I could rely on was the hot water bottle in my arms, drawing heat from its heat.
After Jiang Cuo finished speaking, she saw that Su Qianqian in the quilt only wriggled a few times perfunctorily, as if responding to her words, and then made no sound.
After letting out a soft sigh, she sat down on the edge of the bed.
The metal bunk bed creaked twice, making Su Qianqian frown.
So, Jiang Cuo gently grasped a corner of the blanket covering Su Qianqian and slowly lifted it, revealing Su Qianqian's head.
"Inside the blanket, all you breathe is carbon dioxide, and the only heat you get is from your farts. It's no good. Get out and call your housekeeper to bring you some new clothes."
Jiang Cuo maintained his indifferent tone at this moment.
Su Qianqian could only frown impatiently and turn over to face Jiang Cuo.
But they still didn't make the slightest move.
Jiang Cuo's usually cold phoenix eyes were devoid of any chill at this moment, and he remained extremely patient even though Su Qianqian was in pain and throwing a tantrum.
Fortunately, no one else saw it, otherwise anyone who did would have exclaimed, "How did this extremely aloof academic genius become like this?"
It's weird... weird enough to give me goosebumps.
There was something about his eyes that seemed to be filled with emotion.
Jiang Cuo hesitated for a long time, then raised his slender fingers and slipped them into Su Qianqian's blanket, searching for her pocket, wanting to help her take out her phone.
Su Qianqian was frowning and had her eyes closed. She didn't know that after she turned over, she was very close to Jiang Cuo.
She felt a hand rummaging around in her bed, preventing her from getting a proper rest, and her face was full of resentment.
"Stop messing around, stop touching me! My stomach hurts so much, can't you let me rest for a bit? Jiang Cuo, why are you still trying to take advantage of me? I'm already like this, if you touch me again I'm going to call for help. You have to take responsibility for me, you know? Are you scared? If you're scared, then don't touch me."
Su Qianqian still retained a sliver of reason, but it was now completely overwhelmed by pain.
For the first time, she experienced what it meant to feel like dying when you have your period, as others in the original world described it.
After speaking, her lips, which had finally been moistened by saliva, became dry and cracked again, so Su Qianqian could only stick out her tongue to lick them.
Jiang Cuo's gaze was instantly drawn to Su Qianqian's glossy, moist lips, which had been licked.
They froze, even the hand gripping the background hung suspended in mid-air.
Su Qianqian was extremely thirsty.
The water murmured.
But she was in so much pain that she was sweating profusely and felt extremely cold. The hot water bottle made her feel extremely hot, and she had no strength at all. She couldn't even lift half a finger, and she was so exhausted that she couldn't even open her eyelids.
"The hot water has been cooled down, but it's still a bit hot. We'll drink it later."
Even Jiang Cuo herself didn't realize that when she said those words, her voice was slightly hoarse, and she unconsciously lowered her tone, making it deep and seductive, like a fine wine that had been aged for many years and deliberately tempted people to get drunk. It was clearly a very strong wine, but it pretended to be refreshing and made people want to drink it.
Jiang Cuo saw that Su Qianqian's lower lip had healed and there was no trace of injury.
He extended his index finger and gently touched Su Qianqian's lips, then recalled the unexpected kiss during the morning exercise break.
He got up from the flimsy iron bed frame, slowly squatted down, and got closer and closer to Su Qianqian's curled-up profile.
The gentle autumn sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating Su Qianqian and Jiang Cuo's faces. The two faces were framed together, creating a beautiful, hazy scene, like an oil painting that could be captured forever.
The temperature in the previously slightly chilly infirmary suddenly rose, making everyone's faces feel hot.
Jiang Cuo's eyes were dark, his breathing became increasingly rapid, and the pad of his index finger caressed Su Qianqian's lips.
He lowered his body further and further, his breath brushing against Su Qianqian's butterfly-like eyelashes.
She murmured, "Su Qianqian, is this... how you take responsibility for me?"
A note from the author:
Jiang Cuo: I must have been possessed.
Su Qianqian: Huh?
I checked this chapter twice, but for some reason my eyes kept missing typos. Ugh, I'm so sad! If you guys find any, please point them out, and I'll fix them the next day. I'll kneel down and beg you all for forgiveness.