Chapter 57: False Alarm
Last night was a full moon, a night of harvest!
The reason it’s called a night of harvest is that in that short night, no… I should say within the short hour that Ye Zhibai had set— Ye Zhibai reaped her long-desired fruit.
On that fluffy, snow-white bed sheet, two small crimson “blood flowers,” completely mismatched with the whiteness, were Yun’er’s harvest.
Two blood flowers—one came from Ye Zhijun.
The other, naturally, is from Ye Zhibai.
Yun’er was already strong, and with the heavy artillery “artifact” in hand this time, she finally fulfilled her wish, offering her most important gift to Ye Zhibai.
As repayment, Ye Zhibai, naturally, had to give Yun’er something equally precious in return.
The symmetry of their artifacts mirrored this perfectly.
Love is mutual, face-to-face, requiring both sides to work together to achieve such a great feat!
The harvest wasn’t just Yun’er’s alone.
Ye Zhibai had her share of gains too!
Besides the same happiness that Yun’er experienced, Ye Zhibai learned a deep and unforgettable truth in this short moonlit night.
That is: the length of the battle line does not equal its intensity.
She had once naively thought that as long as the time was short enough, she could stand undefeated, reigning supreme on the bed.
But the events of last night proved—
She was wrong.
Maybe… extending the battle line with a softer approach would be more suitable for health maintenance.
When all the firepower of a war is concentrated within a short hour, it becomes an overwhelming, never-ending barrage of heavy artillery!
Whether it’s using ten hours to crush the enemy or one hour to crush the enemy, both are crushing victories, but which one has a stronger impact? No need to calculate, the answer is obvious.
At the very least, Even after slipping into a hazy dream, the image lingering in Ye Zhibai’s mind was still the shadow of Yun’er’s swaying back and forth.
Her physical prowess was perhaps truly extraordinary by nature.
Guang Yu had once said, that as long as Ye Zhibai didn’t pass out with her eyes rolled back, it would count as a victory.
If that were the standard for evaluating the battle afterward, Then Ye Zhibai had lost terribly!
She had no face to meet the fox again!!
The next morning.
In reality, Ye Zhibai woke up very early.
Logically speaking, after being knocked out by Yun’er’s firepower, she wouldn’t usually wake up until noon, or even the afternoon.
But today, she opened her eyes wide before 8 AM.
She stared up at the ceiling, the light and shadows distorted by the curtains, giving a strange, surreal feel that was very much in tune with the morning atmosphere.
Guang Yu had already finished basking in the moonlight and had turned back into a small tea-colored cat, sleeping soundly on the floor.
And the one holding Ye Zhibai’s right arm was none other than the warm, non-bony, completely naked Yun’er.
Of course, there were also the two small red flowers at the foot of the bed, and the still-damp “artifact.”
Everything was quite peaceful.
The morning atmosphere seemed to be beckoning, urging them to go back to sleep.
But Ye Zhibai couldn’t fall back asleep.
Even though her head was still foggy with exhaustion, almost unable to think, she was sure—she couldn’t sleep.
Her waist and back ached—likely the result of last night’s exercise.
The night before last had the same aftereffects, so that was normal.
But the worst part wasn’t that.
She now felt a bit dizzy… her lower abdomen hurt and she was completely drained of energy.
Even thinking felt taxing, and she didn’t want to use her brain.
This feeling had only started after she woke up, and the discomfort was growing worse.
Right now, her mind was filled with four words.
This shouldn’t be happening!
The intensity of last night’s battle wasn’t higher than before, and yet she didn’t feel this awful last time.
Why was it so much worse this time?!
Ye Zhibai tried to close her eyes and assess her condition.
Forget it, closing her eyes didn’t help.
Her head was buzzing; it was unbearable.
In her past life, she had been a medical student, but she had only learned the theoretical basics and wasn’t anywhere near able to diagnose herself on the spot.
And even if she were the world’s best doctor, the one thing she couldn’t treat would be herself.
Besides, Ye Zhibai was now both tired and confused; her brain could barely function.
With her hazy and uncomfortable consciousness, she could only guess at the most basic possibilities. Maybe it was because her stomach had been exposed to the cold outside the blanket all night.
Or maybe when Guang Yu came back from the courtyard, she hadn’t closed the window, letting a draft chill her head?
Both were possible.
Ye Zhibai shifted her body slightly to the left.
It seemed to relieve some of the pain.
But as she shifted—
Ye Zhibai froze.
“?!”
She felt something warm and wet flowing down her thigh?!
Huh?!
What is that?!
Ye Zhibai suddenly snapped to attention!
Her head was still fuzzy, but not as bad as before.
Her first reaction was to quickly move her hand down to her thigh.
Sure enough, she touched a lot of liquid!
She anxiously pulled her hand back from under the blanket, moving it in front of her.
“……”
And then her face went pale.
In the dim light filtering through the curtains,
She could vaguely see that her hand was covered in dark red.
This dark red was completely different from the crimson color on the bed sheets from last night.
It was far more sinister.
But the two did have one thing in common—
Both were blood.
Ye Zhibai’s pupils shook.
With half-closed, sleepy eyes, she glanced at Yun’er beside her.
Then she glanced at Guang Yu, still sound asleep on the floor.
The girl took a deep breath.
Her expression gradually hardened.
She quickly used her unblooded elbow to jab Yun’er’s shoulder frantically!
Her other hand grabbed the pillow and tossed it at the sleeping tea-colored cat!
“Meow?!”
Stop sleeping already!!
Come take a look at little Zhibai!
This isn’t a collapse;
This is the end of me!
It turned out to be a false alarm.
Yun’er, now dressed in a new nightgown, carefully folded the blanket stained with dark red blood.
She smiled wryly as she explained to the bedridden Ye Zhibai.
“Sister, don’t worry, it’s just your period, you know, that time of the month for girls~ It comes a few days each month. But… sorry, it’s my fault. I thought your period was still like before, at the end of the month. Since you were in the hospital for a few years, I didn’t realize your cycle had changed from two years ago.”
“……”
Ye Zhibai should have guessed.
I guessed my foot!
How could she have so quickly thought of such a reasonable yet absurd possibility from the perspective of a girl?!
She never imagined that in her lifetime, she would get a period!
Sob sob, with her period now here, Ye Zhibai had no choice but to face the reality of being a girl with even greater clarity.
There’s no saving me anymore!!
To be honest, when she first saw the blood, her immediate thought was that Yun’er had been too rough last night!
Cough cough, good thing it wasn’t, otherwise that would have been too brutal!
There had indeed been a bit of blood last night… but that was the blood of happiness, Yun’er’s gentle gift.
Of course, Ye Zhibai’s pride had just been dealt another blow.
Yun’er had fetched a sanitary pad from her room, and without waiting for Ye Zhibai to figure out how to use it, she helped her sister up and carefully applied it, fitting it snugly in place.
Afterward, Ye Zhibai lay face down on the bed, her face cold the entire time.
But if she had any expression at all, it would probably be one of overwhelming embarrassment and despair, as though she wanted to jump out of the window!
Being a girl is tough sometimes!!
Now, she understood!
The tea-colored cat, Guang Yu, had been rudely awoken by the pillow and was rolling around on the floor in anger.
She was too lazy to change back into human form, but if she had hands, she’d be flipping Ye Zhibai off with a middle finger!
Making a ruckus at night, and now still being a nuisance during the day!
