Not long after, Chang Ting's hand holding the pen began to tremble. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was a slight stinging pain in her lower abdomen at first, and soon, it turned into a falling pain, and her sweat came down from the pain.

She gritted her teeth secretly, thinking in her heart whether to secretly take a pill, and then let Chenyan take her to see the doctor.

In her hesitation, she felt the familiar flow of heat......

She was startled, stood up suddenly, and subconsciously looked at the stool for the first time.

Luckily, there is no ......

Hua Muhan's frightened eyelids jumped, put down the book in his hand, sat up and looked at her, "...... you"

Before he could ask his words, Chang Ting buried his head deeply, pulled his legs and ran out, "I'm going back to Junziyuan to live today......

Hua Muhan heard her push open the door of the outer room and ran out, frowned and walked quickly to the window.

Looking out of the window, I only saw the hasty green bamboo umbrella in the dense autumn rain......

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Changting held an umbrella and fled from the falling flower garden in embarrassment.

As soon as she arrived in the dense forest, she held on to an ancient tree and slowly squatted down.

She's having her first period.

She had forgotten about it, and when she was over there, she didn't feel anything every time, but now, it hurts so much.

She thought to herself, it should be because she took that kind of pill and messed up the yin and yang a few times.

When she came here, taking that pill had no effect, and she had to leave the flower garden, in case she was caught by the dust and smoke to see the doctor, but she would be completely exposed.

Fortunately, it was the first time that there were very few flows, and there were no traces in front of Hua Muhan.

She squatted under the umbrella and shivered, and the rain was blown in obliquely by the autumn wind, and it was cold, which made the pain of the fall even heavier.

She raised her eyes and swept around, gritted her teeth and got up, holding an umbrella in one hand and covering her lower abdomen with the other, and stumbled towards Junziyuan.

It was a rainy day, and it was dusk, and there were no disciples wandering in the forest, which made her somewhat relieved.

When she insisted on returning to the room of Junziyuan, she couldn't stand up in pain, but feeling the ****, she could only force herself to rummage through her clothes, tear some strips of cloth, and hastily make a simple prayer bag.

When she took off her dirty clothes and put on a clean middle coat, she collapsed on the bed.

At this time, you should drink some hot water, but she is alone inside and outside the Junzi Garden, and she hasn't come back to live for a long time, where does the hot water come from.

She was in pain and shrunk on the bed, covered with a thick quilt, but her hands and feet were still cold.

The autumn rain rustled, and the house gradually became dark.

In the distance, there were footsteps, and the sound of doors opening and closing.

She gritted her teeth and frowned, secretly wondering, couldn't it be the dust and smoke that came here?

Just as she was flustered, the footsteps came closer and stopped outside the door.

She poked her head out and looked towards the door.

In the bitter autumn wind and rain, the door was opened from the outside, looking at the familiar figure, she called in a trembling voice of surprise: "Second senior brother?"

An Lan, who was glancing around the dark room with his eyes, was slightly stunned when he heard the sound, and then put down the umbrella in his hand and strode towards the bed, "Little junior brother, why did you rest so early?"

Changting felt the breath of rain rushing to his face, and struggled to get up.

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Changting really didn't expect that she, the most unreliable second senior brother, would be so reliable at a critical moment.

At first, An Lan thought she was sick, and without saying a word, he carried her to his back and took her to see the doctor. As he walked out, he scolded loudly, scolding Chenyan for not taking good care of his precious junior brother.

Chang Ting struggled again and again, and when he was about to reach the door, he finally slipped off his back.

It took her a lot of pain to explain to An Lan that she was not sick, but had some abdominal pain, and she would be fine if she drank some hot soup.

When An Lan heard this, in the blink of an eye, he disappeared in front of her.

Changting was stunned on the bed, and even forgot about the abdominal pain for a while.

Just as she was shrinking into the quilt and gritting her teeth and scolding the damned second senior brother for not being righteous, An Lan walked in again with a hot soup.

Looking at his wet clothes, Chang Ting snorted vigorously with emotion, for fear that he would not be able to control it and make some uncompetitive moves.

She didn't care how unpalatable the soup was, she ate it in a dry bowl and almost didn't startle An Lan's jaw.

After the hot soup and hot rice were eaten, the pain was really relieved, and An Lan saw this and let go of his hanging heart.

Changting was in good spirits, and began to shrink in the warm quilt, pestering him to tell him what he had seen outside.

An Lan naturally wanted to find someone to chat with, so he put the snacks he brought back for Changting on the pillow, sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, and started talking whimsically.

His words are definitely more effective than hot soup and hot rice, Changting listened fascinated, rolled back and forth on the bed wrapped in the quilt, and the tears of laughter came down, completely forgetting the pain.

On the edge of the bamboo forest outside the window, the tall man held a green bamboo umbrella, listening to the bursts of laughter coming from the room, and a trace of unhappiness flashed in his deep eyes.

With a crooked wrist, the cool rain wet his hair and his brocade clothes, and then disappeared silently into the dark rain curtain......

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The autumn rain lingers, and it starts to fall endlessly.

As soon as the sky was bright, Changting took an umbrella, kicked out of the Junzi Garden, and trotted towards the flower garden.

Listening to An Lan's nonsense for most of the night last night, she was in a good mood, and she couldn't help humming a tune unconsciously in her mouth, and along the way, she occasionally touched the flowers and plants hanging with rain.

In the distance, I saw that the doors and windows were closed, and there was no sound except for the rustling of rain.

She covered her mouth and smiled evilly, thinking about rushing directly into the dusty room with an umbrella for a while, and washing his face with rainwater.

However, when she jumped up the stone steps, she was stunned.

The joy in my heart suddenly turned into a deep loss.

Staring at the big lock on the door, she took two steps back, squatted down on her knees, despite the rain on the floor soaking the hem of her clothes.

On those big black eyes, the aggrieved water vapor began to gather, but before the water vapor gathered, she sniffed hard, and a cold breath mixed with wet rain penetrated her brain.

She got up suddenly, and without looking back, ran out of the flowerbed, completely ignoring the splashing rain, which soaked her shoes and stained her clothes.

She was angry.

Moreover, it is very angry.

She really couldn't figure out why she didn't tell her and left.

Although, the whole autumn was spent in anger, but she still couldn't help it every day and ran to the flower garden to take a look......

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When winter came, the valley was filled with a sense of slaughter, and the trees were bare, without a trace of life.