The wife said that women bleed every month, how could he not know that? He had been living with his wife every day for more than a month, and he had not noticed such a thing, showing how little he cared about his wife.
Seeing her husband zoning out, Xiaoxiao immediately urged, "Hurry up and put me back, I’m really okay."
Yang Ming, still dazed, agreed and tenderly put his wife back on the bed.
Once Yang Ming had placed Xiaoxiao back on the bed, she felt extremely embarrassed. She hadn’t even put on a sanitary pad, and the quilt was stained. She felt that if she moved even slightly, there would be a warm flow below, her menstruation was so heavy, it was almost like a river of blood, and she felt she couldn’t bear it.
Her stomach was hurting terribly, her forehead continued to sweat cold sweat, feeling like her body was about to give out. She struggled to prop up her frail body when she heard her husband’s panicked voice asking.
"Why are you getting up? Lie down quickly, what do you need? I’ll take care of it."
Seeing her husband so anxious about her, her eyes moistened. She felt so fragile at the moment, fragile enough that she couldn’t tell if she was crying from the pain or moved by her husband’s care, but tears quietly began to flow.
Seeing his wife’s tears, Yang Ming became even more panicked and reached out to wipe the tears from her face, saying awkward yet heartfelt words, "Wife, don’t cry, don’t cry."
"Wife, don’t cry," such touching words, stirred a warm current in Xiaoxiao’s heart. Although she was in pain, she still managed to squeeze out a sweet smile, her eyes curving like crescent moons, "Okay, I won’t cry."
"What do you need? I’ll take care of it." Seeing that his wife had stopped crying, Yang Ming quickly asked.
"There are homemade pads in the cabinet, in the lower left corner, made of cotton cloth bags, can you get them for me?"
Xiaoxiao was very thankful that she had made these items when she first arrived here, just in case, otherwise, she would really be in a mess.
Yang Ming followed his wife’s instructions, opened the cabinet, and found the cloth bags in the lower left, "Is this them? Here you go."
Xiaoxiao took the homemade pads, expecting her naive husband to politely go out and wait for her to change, but the silly husband stayed, staring at her and instead began to ask questions.
"What are these for?"
"..." This silly, slow-witted man.
Xiaoxiao felt both annoyed and amused. If he wanted to listen, she would explain, "Because my butt is bleeding, right? If I don’t pad it, won’t it stain everything? This is for padding the butt."
Hearing his wife mention her butt again and again, Yang Ming’s face turned red. He suddenly remembered the feel of holding his wife and the moment he had just helped her with her pants, which made him panic.
"..." Having explained it so clearly, why hadn’t he left yet?
"Yes?" Her calling snapped him back to reality.
"Why haven’t you left yet? Do you want to watch me change?"
"Oh." Only then did Yang Ming realize, embarrassedly getting up, "I’ll go out first."
Yang Ming was about to touch the doorknob to leave when he heard his wife’s voice from behind, "This is the menstrual cycle you asked about last time."
"Got it." Yang Ming replied softly, quickly opened the door, and hurried out.