Chapter 174: Chapter 174: Do You Understand Menstruation?
“Where?” Luo Mengmeng hadn’t come to her senses yet.
Tong Mo was both embarrassed and desperate, “It’s the place where we pee!”
“Here…” Mengmeng understood.
Tong Mo was also on her period.
And she was even more panicked than herself.
Just as she was about to tell her it was nothing to worry about, she heard Tong Mo continue.
“Chun Meng, before I die, I need you to promise me one thing, okay?” She clutched Mengmeng’s arm tightly, her face filled with begging.
Mengmeng was just about to tell her it wasn’t any life-threatening illness when she was interrupted again.
Tong Mo’s eyes were brimming with tears, “Chun Meng, don’t speak now, listen to me first, my time is running out, I can’t delay any longer.”
Yes, there really wasn’t much time!
She had been bleeding ever since last night, and the amount of blood loss was off the charts. She would eventually die from excessive blood loss.
So, every second now was incredibly precious; she had to cherish this little time and hurry up and finish her will.
This is what you told me not to talk about!
Mengmeng really didn’t speak anymore. She sat obediently and quietly listened to her will.
Tong Mo was in utter despair, one hand clutching her aching stomach, the other covering her sobbing mouth, “Chun Meng, when I die, please don’t tell my mom about it. She’s already a vegetable, miserable enough, and I’m afraid if she finds out I’m dead, she might not make it…”
“If, if there’s a day she wakes up and finds out I’m gone, just tell her that my scumbag brother sent me abroad to study, okay? No matter what, you have to keep this from her!”
“As a reward, I’ll give you all the savings I’ve amassed over the years. The money is hidden in the bottom drawer of the wardrobe in my room…”
Tong Mo’s eyes were red, her mouth cried like a scoop, and she tightly grasped Mengmeng’s hand, “Chun Meng, this is all I ask for my will, you must help me!!”
Mengmeng looked at her as if she were staring at a fool.
She thought that treating her period as a miscarriage was dumb enough, but who would have guessed that Tong Mo would treat her period as a terminal illness and come to her to dictate her last words!
“If you don’t speak, I’ll take it as your agreement,” Tong Mo saw she didn’t say a word and simply made the decision herself.
Then, she slid down to the floor in despair, crying and pounding the ground, “What sins have I committed? I’m only thirteen, why did I have to get a terminal illness of unstoppable bleeding? The heavens envy the talented, envy the talented!”
“To think Tong Mo had a lifetime of glory, yet now I have to die young at the bloom of life, it’s so unfair! Unfair!”
Tong Mo yelled with all her might.
Mengmeng dug at her ear, unable to listen for even a second longer and rolled her eyes at her, “Please, if the heavens actually didn’t let you bleed, that would be the real injustice, okay?”
Tong Mo paused for a moment, looking at her through tearful eyes, “What, what do you mean?”
How come it sounded like not bleeding, this “terminal illness,” was actually a good thing?
“Sister, don’t you know this is a phenomenon unique to us girls during our menstrual cycle?” Mengmeng, faced with her ignorant look, dangled her little legs and held up a cup of brown sugar water, leisurely asked, “Menstrual cycle, do you understand?”
At that moment, Mengmeng sat on the sofa looking down at Tong Mo, who sat paralyzed on the ground, with a “you’re an idiot” glare.
Completely forgetting that just a few hours ago, she was in the same state of ignorance.