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For Bai Zhi, the most feared thing in a month is the few days when the aunt visits, because of the cold, so every time she comes to the aunt, she is very painful, her stomach hurts her waist and she has a sore back, and she has a faint cold and fever.

In the past, she always came in the morning, but she didn't expect it to be changed to evening this time.

Her eldest aunt has always been inaccurate, so she didn't care too much, and it was estimated that it would hurt after a while, so she called Song Xue and Weiwei and canceled the meeting.

In this case, she really has no way to get out.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for her stomach to hurt, so she boiled hot water for herself, drank a drink, and then got into the bed.

There is no way to describe the feeling of dysmenorrhea, not all women have this problem, so not everyone can understand it, and men have no way and opportunity to experience it.

It was a feeling of wanting to die at any moment.

Bai Zhi curled herself up into a small shrimp in pain, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

She wanted to move, but now she didn't even have the strength to move, and she didn't even have the strength to answer the phone when it rang on the table.

At this moment, she is the only one here, she didn't feel anything before, but now she suddenly gets angry and a little sad, and feels that she is really pitiful, and now it's just a menstrual cramp, so if she really has something, or dies here, will no one know?

How nice would it be if Xingzhi could be by her side at this time?

But......

Forget it, don't think about it, just bear with it, it'll be fine tomorrow morning.

Bai Zhi didn't know when she fell asleep, but when she woke up, it was already more than four o'clock in the morning, and the pain had passed, but her mental state was not very good.

At this time, it was the dead of night, and everyone slept the best, but she sat on the bed alone, holding a cup of hot water, and the loneliness that seeped into her bones made her feel tired from the bottom of her heart.

His eyes suddenly fell on his mobile phone, and he couldn't help but jump when he remembered the call he hadn't answered last night.

She got out of bed and turned on her phone, but the heart that was beating wildly fell steadily.

Not him.

She couldn't deny her mood at this time, she was indeed lost.

But thinking about it, I feel that this time I am thinking too much, the two of them are in the cooling-off period, and if you go a little further, that is, the two of them have broken up, how can he still call?

Put down the phone, drink the water, and then get back into the quilt, although a little hungry, but now is really not the time to eat, so I can only endure it first.

Maybe I slept too much before, and I couldn't sleep even when I was lying in bed.

If a person can't sleep, he will start thinking crankily, thinking about some things in the past, thinking about what may happen in the future, but most of these things are related to Duan Xing, so the more he thinks about it, the more chaotic he becomes.

Dongfang's belly was finally exposed, Bai Zhi got up, boiled porridge for herself, boiled an egg, and went out after a simple two-bite meal.

The streets still smell of New Year's festivities, but people are still in a hurry.

Bai Zhi squeezed onto the subway and arrived at the company.

Stand under the building, tilt your head slightly.

It's a new year, she should have a new beginning, whether it's work or relationship, she has to do well.

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