Chapter 49: Does It Still Hurt? (6 more)

Cheng Jingyuan spoke, of course Jiang Huaining couldn't refuse her, so she said wait a minute, tidy up the messy tabletop and help her move the table.

Cheng Jingyuan followed behind him with her schoolbag and smiled sweetly: "Thank you." โ€

A few girls watched with a little envy as Jiang Huaining helped her move the table, and she wanted to speak but was embarrassed, so in the end she could only ask other boys for help, or simply two girls carrying a table.

Lu Zhu cleaned up a little, sat in a daze, Jiang Huaining put Cheng Jingyuan's desk in front of him, Cheng Jingyuan dragged the desk back, and when he sat down, his back was just against the edge of the back desk.

Lu Zhu suddenly remembered that Gu Cheng's desk was still standing there alone, and she didn't know when he would come back, she swept her eyes around, saw Shen Huan idle, and called him: "Shen Huan, can you help Gu Cheng move the desk, he didn't come." โ€

"No problem." Shen Huan happily agreed, "Take care of the new tablemates." โ€

Shen Huan, Gu Cheng, and Zeng Xiang sat in the penultimate row of the third group.

The class is divided into four groups, three of which are two columns, that is, two single tables, and the other group is three columns, which are made up of three desks.

The third group is the three columns.

Lu Zhu originally wanted to carry it with Shen Huan, but Shen Huan resolutely disagreed, as if doing so would make him look weak, he waved his hand: "Go aside, I'll just come by myself." โ€

Shen Huan picked up Gu Cheng's desk and said secretly, "I'll go", his teeth clenched, his arm muscles tightened, and the lines came out. He was particularly incomprehensible: "Hell, is there a stone in Brother Cheng's drawer?" So heavy. โ€

Lu Zhu: "Why don't we carry it together?" โ€

Shen Huan: "No! โ€

The edge of the desk pressed against his abdomen, and he moved sideways like a crab, causing the books on the desk to fall to the floor with a slanted angle.

Lu Zhu followed behind to pick up the book.

Shen Huan felt very faceless, he obviously saw that Jiang Huaining helped people move the table easily and effortlessly, how could it be his turn to be this style of painting.

He's not as strong as Jiang Huaining? No way.

But Lu Zhu was a person who didn't have the eyesight, she put the book she picked up on Gu Cheng's desk, saw that he was sweating profusely, and asked him very "incomprehensibly": "Are you okay?" โ€

Shen Huan immediately stopped gasping for breath and waved his hand calmly: "It's okay, Soeasy!" โ€

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It took a week to get used to the new seat, and Lu Zhu's happiest thing was that her new table mate was Zhang Ying.

The two girls are happy every day, fetching water and going to the toilet together.

What is unhappy is that Cheng Jingyuan has to ask Jiang Huaining questions every class, except for Chinese, other subjects are not limited. Lu Zhu wanted to ask Jiang Huaining a question, but he could only wait in line with his eyes.

She always thinks about Jiang Huaining, there is only a ten-minute break between classes, he finishes talking to Cheng Jingyuan, there are no minutes left, and she will delay him if she asks again. He might need to take a break, she thought, or go out to the bathroom. Often Lu Zhu will hold it and ask when he is really free.

However, Jiang Huaining is really good, sometimes she is embarrassed to disturb him, he knows what is going on when he looks at her, and will take the initiative to ask: "Which question will not be?" โ€

Lu Zhu was very grateful to him, but he was still as polite as ever, and when he went to the commissary to buy something, he brought him a can of Coke as a thank you.

He didn't refuse, and put it on his desk.

The outer wall of the chilled can is condensed with fine droplets of water, which slowly converge into a column of water as time goes down, and the table is reflected in a circle of water marks.

Shen Huan passed by his seat, and when he saw Coke, he took it and drank it himself, but Jiang Huaining snatched it back, and glanced at him coldly: "Go buy it yourself." โ€

Shen Huan exhaled: "Stingy! โ€

Lu Zhu saw the two of them in his eyes and was accustomed to it, only Zhang Ying made a fuss, lying on her shoulder and biting her ear: "Jiang Huaining is handsome and hasn't been on the shelf, it's so rare." โ€

Lu Zhu didn't know what to reply, so he said the word "um".

Zhang Ying said again: "I think the school grass is very good to you. โ€

Lu Zhu didn't feel much about this, thought about it, and doubted himself: "Is there one?" โ€

"Yes." Zhang Ying said that her brain was too dull to feel it, "He always gives you a lecture and is super patient." โ€

Lu Zhu shook her head and smiled, she may have misunderstood, so she patiently explained: "No matter who asks him for advice, as long as he knows, he will explain carefully and carefully." You see that he often gives lectures to Cheng Jingyuan. โ€

"It's different." Zhang Ying retorted, but for a while, she couldn't tell what was different, she was silent for a while, and muttered, "Cheng Jingyuan always looks for him, I can see that he is a little impatient, you are different, he will take the initiative to ask you." โ€

Lu Zhu went back to the question at the beginning: "...... Have it? She didn't think it was any different.

Zhang Ying waved her hand: "Oh, I can't tell you clearly anyway." It's a gut feeling. โ€

It may also be because Cheng Jingyuan always asks Jiang Huaining questions with a strong purpose, asking questions is secondary, and chatting with him is the main thing, so Jiang Huaining is impatient. This boy is really educated, and his impatience never shows on his face, at most he has a slightly cold attitude. Lu Zhu is different, she asked Jiang Huaining for advice, she really wanted to know how to solve this problem, and she had no other ideas, so Jiang Huaining was extremely gentle and close to her.

In the second big class, the indoor radio sounded a passionate song, reminding everyone to go to the small playground to gather.

It's not that hot, and it's time to start doing radio gymnastics.

On the second day of Lu Zhu's menstrual holiday, his stomach hurt to death, like countless sharp spikes churning in his lower abdomen. In the first two classes, she covered her stomach with a hot water cup, but it had little effect.

As soon as the teacher left, she immediately grabbed a sanitary napkin and went to the toilet, there would be a lot of people in the evening, and she would have to wait for a long time.

Zhang Ying and Ye Zhenzhen were waiting for her at the staircase, and when they saw her pale face dragging her steps out, they stepped forward to help her and asked in a low voice, "Is it still painful?" โ€

Lu Zhu was speechless and nodded weakly.

Ye Zhenzhen sighed, about the problem of dysmenorrhea, as a girl, she can empathize very much, and sometimes she wants to commit suicide when she is in pain: "Find a teacher to ask for leave, don't go to the, suffer." โ€

Lu Zhu is used to the rules, and he is not willing to ask for leave until he can't move.

In the small playground, the class stands in line, and the students in front and behind are one arm apart, and do various stretching, turning, and jumping movements with the rhythm of broadcast gymnastics.

No matter what kind of action, Lu Zhu didn't dare to open and close, and he was paddling the whole time.

After the last action, she was really relieved, only to feel that this body was half dead. On the way from the small playground to the teaching building, she felt that something was not quite right behind her pants, and nervously pulled Zhang Ying's sleeve, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "You help me see if I have ...... behind my pants."

There were students all around, she didn't dare to make a big move, so she walked two steps in front of Zhang Ying and asked her to help her take a look without a trace.

The school uniform pants are black, and even if they are stained with blood, they are not obvious, but the color will be darker. Zhang Ying lowered her gaze and stared at her twice, and said to her, "No." โ€

"Didn't you?" Lu Zhu asked.

Ye Zhenzhen also said that she didn't see it.

Lu Zhu felt it seriously, and the whole nerve suddenly relaxed, probably because it was her illusion, thinking that it was leaking.

In the field of vision, a tall shadow overturned, Lu Zhu turned his head, and unexpectedly found that Jiang Huaining was behind her right. He was tall, with cold white skin and superior facial features, which stood out in the crowd.

Jiang Huaining looked at her, and his lacquered eyes seemed to be able to speak. What he was talking about, Lu Zhu couldn't understand.

She was stunned for a moment, and the first thought that popped into her mind was: He didn't hear it, did he?

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