CH 28

"One day, you will be willing." Qi Yan stood under the lamp without turning her head, her glossy black hair hanging down her shoulders. After speaking, she took out the key and opened the door to enter the house, then closed it lightly.

The corridor was silent, and a cool breeze blew in from the window. Lu Zhiqiao shivered, goosebumps appeared on her two lotus-white arms, she panted with her lips half-opened, her chest heaved violently, her mind was blank, and her fingertips was like being bitten by thousands of insects, so numb that she lost consciousness.

It’s a very familiar feeling. In her memory, her fingertips would only tingle when she was very angry or had great mood swings. It has not happened for many years. The most memorable one is when she quarreled with her parents when she was a child. That time she wanted to run away from home .

After stepping into the society for ten years, her temper has completely worn down.

She curled up her fingers and held them, her breathing gradually calmed down, she lowered her head and took out a small mirror and tissues from her bag, wiped off the lipstick that had stuck to the line of her lips against the light, pursed her lips, and went home.

The light was on in the living room, but no one was there. As soon as Lu Zhiqiao put down her bag, she saw her daughter crept out of the master bedroom and ran into the second bedroom.

"Niu Niu!"

Lu Wei paused, and turned around slowly: "Hey, Mom, you're back..."

The little girl's face was pale, with two plateau reds floating on her cheeks, her mouth was bright scarlet, and two eyebrows were thick and straight, like a funny clown.

"What's going on here?" Lu Zhiqiao frowned.

"Well, I used a little bit of your makeup." She whispered, knowing that she was doomed, she hurriedly laughed and laughed: "Mom, your makeup is so beautiful, I can't even copy it."

The child doesn't know how to put on makeup, but she loves to be pretty. She doesn't look good with the smears on her face and looks rather ghostly. Lu Zhiqiao wanted to reprimand her, but she thought it was funny. She walked over with her skirt and gently pinched her face: "Next time you want to put on makeup, you have to tell mom, and I'll do it for you. You're not allowed to do it secretly, okay?"

Lu Wei giggled and nodded, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

The old concept said that girls trying to dress up at such a young age will grow up to be bad. Lu Zhiqiao's was also overwhelmed at first. She was surprised that her daughter would steal her cosmetics, she suspects that the girl is following the trend of her classmates. But after thinking about it, everyone has a love of beauty, and at this age, she pays special attention to her appearance. Blindly prohibiting her will only be counterproductive. Instead of instilling shame in her, it is better to guide her well.

"Do the female students in the class also wear makeup?"

"A few of them do." The little girl nodded, "They have their own cosmetics, and they apply them in the classroom during lunch break."

"Where did the cosmetics come from?"

"They just bought it from a small store near the school. It's not expensive. The Eye shadows in many colors cost only fifteen yuan."

Lu Zhiqiao's face darkened: "Did you buy one?"

Cheap and low-quality cosmetics can only deceive ignorant little girls and give them a bad face.  She usually gives her daughter a lot of pocket money, and always felt that since her daughter was obedient, she would not spend money on useless things, but now she became inexplicably worried. You know, it is easy for children to follow the trend.

"No, I said my mother has it. Their mothers don't wear makeup, so they can only buy it secretly." After saying this, the little girl's face was full of pride.

Lu Zhiqiao's brows relaxed, and she took her daughter's hand and wrapped it in her palm, with a slight smile on her mouth: "Niu Niu, it's normal to love beauty, and mom doesn't object to your makeup, but you have to promise me three conditions: first, you shouldn't do it in school, second, you can only do it once a month, mom will help you do it, and can also teach you, third, you can’t use pocket money to buy cosmetics without authorization.”

"Okay, then you can make it very beautiful and let Teacher Qi take a picture for me."

"..."

When Qi Yan was mentioned suddenly, Lu Zhiqiao choked and looked a little unnatural. The woman's soft voice was still in her ears, her charming smile, the sound of her breathing, and her elusive back... It is impossible for them to avoid facing each other. Even if she told her daughter not to bother the other party, it didn't help.

"Aren't you afraid of Teacher Qi?" She raised her eyebrows, implying that she is her homeroom teacher.

In the beginning when Qi Yan just moved to the opposite side, her daughter was so frightened, but in a blink of an eye, it has only been more than two months, and the child's opinion has changed quickly.

Lu Wei shook her head: "Teacher Qi is very good."

Lu Zhiqiao was surprised, twitched the corners of her mouth, laughed dryly, and said nothing.

....

The night was getting darker, and the mother and daughter were sitting on the bed freshly showered and smelling good. Lu Zhiqiao hugged her daughter and randomly checked her recitation of ancient poems. She wanted to distract herself by this, but she remembered that the Chinese teacher was Qi Yan. Her thoughts flew to the sky again.

The semester is coming to an end, and the next two months are as long as two years. Too many things have happened, and her mood has ups and downs, and she can't describe how she really feels like. The meeting and acquaintance with Qi Yan was just an accident. No matter how beautiful and unforgettable, it will eventually become vestiges in her life. After procrastinating for so long, it is only today that the big stone in her heart is put down. Suddenly, her whole being felt empty.

They will no longer be ambiguous, no hugs and kisses or have extra thoughts, and finally be able to get along like ordinary friends.

Regardless of whether the other party gives up or not, she had already made up her mind. From now on, she must control herself and get her life back on track.

In two and a half years, her daughter will graduate from junior high school. By that time, they will rent a house near whichever school Lu Wei will be admitted to. After the loan of the house here is repaid, she will sell it and go to the city to buy a new one. After that, her daughter should have graduated from college, maybe work, maybe go to graduate school, and then slowly become independent.

She can let go and live the life she wants.

"Facing Jieshi in the east, you can see the sea, how smooth the water is, and the mountains and islands..." The voice of her daughter reciting a poem brought Lu Zhiqiao back to her thoughts. She picked up her mobile phone and looked, a notification from the parent-teacher chat group popped.

Qi Yan posted a notice about the arrangement of the final exam in the group, everyone online, liked it and parents responded with "received" and "Teacher, thank you", and posted more than 20 messages in a row.

In the past, Lu Zhiqiao never replied.

After browsing through the notice, she stared at Qi Yan's orange cat profile picture, and typed slowly with her fingers: [Got it]

It's also strange, it's the first time she has spoken since joining the group, and the content is different from other parents.

Teacher Qi: [[Smiling]]

"..."

Lu Zhiqiao ignored her, put her phone aside, saw her daughter had recited it twice, and stroked her hair: "Girl, where do you want to go during the Chinese New Year?"

"Beach."

"We're in a coastal city."

Lu Wei pouted and shook her head: "The kind of sea with tropical forest, with many small islands, where you can go fishing."

"Okay, let me look for it." Lu Zhiqiao picked up her phone and glanced at it. After looking at the group chat, a few people replied sporadically and received them, so she quit it and searched for travel information online.

Tropical islands, samba, bikinis...

She froze.

"By the way, Mom, shall we take Teacher Qi with us?"

Lu Zhiqiao came back to her senses and looked at her daughter in surprise: "Why?"

"Um…"

The little girl was at a loss for words and couldn't find a reason for a moment. She lowered her head and thought about it, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "Ms. Qi promised to help you take pictures during the Chinese New Year."

Things got so busy at the end of the year. If it wasn't for the child, she would have already forgotten it and only remembered it when she thought of the bikini. She agreed with Qi Yan to be a model for filming. At that time, she only thought about being free during the Chinese New Year holiday, and promised to take her daughter out to play, and the two things collided impartially.

But this will happen after she already rejected that person.

She owed Qi Yan so much favor, she hasn't paid it back once, of course she couldn't go back on her word, and she would be very busy in the next year, so she didn't know how long the delay would be, it was totally uncertain. Maybe it was  Qi Yan who took the initiative to talk about this matter to her daughter, reminding her by insinuating, if she evades like this, she will lose face.

How should she go about this? She can't lie in front of her daughter either.

"And I promised Teacher Qi that you will agree to take her there..." Lu Wei saw that her mother's expression was uncertain, and immediately realized that she had caused trouble, so she had to explain everything.

Lu Zhiqiao was stunned, and frowned: "You—"

The little girl was so frightened that she pulled the quilt over her head.

….

On Monday, the Junior High School will start the final exam, and the Chinese will be tested in the morning.

The seats in the examination room of each grade are all shuffled, and the order is arranged according to the results of the last monthly examination. Thirty people are in one examination room, and the top 30 in the grade are in the first examination room, and so on. Lu Wei did poorly in the math test last time, and ranked relatively low. She was assigned to the ninth test room, barely in the middle.

When Lu Wei came to school in the morning, she felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach. It was neither a stomachache from eating, nor a feeling of diarrhea, but the position under the navel, like a stone, a little sore and swollen, and there was a slight discomfort when walking. Like something is falling.

She brushed it off, and thought it would be fine in a while.

Chinese is a subject that Lu Wei is good at. She walked into the examination room leisurely without panic, but her mind was full of mathematics in the afternoon—Wang Zheyi said that she would send her answers to multiple-choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions.

Copy a little secretly, the goal is to pass the exam, that's fine.

She felt more at ease.

After getting the Chinese test paper, Lu Wei turned over and glanced at the composition topic, and couldn't help curling the corners of her mouth: Oh, it's simple, full marks are booked.

There was silence in the examination room, only the rustling sound of the pen tip scratching the paper. The proctor stood on the podium with his hands behind his back, scanned around, and then walked down at a leisurely pace, wandering back and forth.

From time to time, the figure of the patrol teacher passed by in the corridor.

The end of the semester is very important, students need to do well in the exam and go home happily for the New Year. If they don't, they get nagged by aunts and uncles at the New Year's Eve dinner table, and there will even be rumors that "the kid from xx family" made trouble, so the whole campus is in chaos. Full of a serious and tense atmosphere.

Lu Wei answered the questions quickly and wrote neatly and beautifully. She finished reading comprehension in less than an hour. She put down the pen, stretched her waist, and moved her hands on the sides of the chair to prepare for writing.

Suddenly, she froze.

There was a warm liquid dripping out slowly, it was damp, and when she moved, it dripped again, like peeing in her pants...

Lu Wei didn't dare to move anymore, and stared at the test paper with her eyes wide open, feeling a little scared in her heart , but as if she could sense what it was, she hurriedly looked up at the podium: "Teacher——"

The voice was very soft, but it broke the silence of the examination room, and several students looked over at the same time.

"Huh?" The proctor raised his eyebrows.

"I want to go to the toilet..."

"Go."

Lu Wei stood up cautiously, feeling that the hot liquid dripped out again, feeling anxious and embarrassed, she glanced at the chair quietly, and took small steps, quickly walked out of the classroom.

There was no one in the toilet, so she hid in the last one.

Sure enough.

There were big red blood stains on her panties.

Lu Wei was dumbfounded.

Girls who have a good relationship with each other in the class usually talk about more sexual topics in private, such as the menstrual period, which girls call "period" or "big aunt". Many girls have it in the fifth and sixth grades of elementary school. Sometimes when they go to the bathroom together during class, she will see them carrying sanitary napkins in their pockets, and there are all kinds of blood in the toilet trash basket…

She knows it all.

Although she knew that she would have it sooner or later, when it came to such a day, she was a little at a loss.

She didn't have a sanitary napkin, and everyone was taking the exam, and the female students she knew were scattered in different exam rooms, so it was impossible to find them.

What to do?

The essay hadn't been written yet, so there was no time to waste. Lu Wei was about to cry, and in a hurry, she thought of Qi Yan...

Every teacher has a proctoring task, and she didn't know which exam room Qi Yan was in. So she had to start from the first exam room. She started looking for the classroom one by one. Fortunately, Qi Yan was in the third examination room and saw her when she walked past two classrooms.

"Teacher Qi..."

At that time, Qi Yan had just turned around from the bottom and returned to the podium. She was about to pick up the test paper and continue to read the questions. When she heard the sound, she turned her head and saw Lu Wei standing at the door, her face wrinkled into a ball, calling her eagerly.

Startled, she went out quickly: "What's the matter?"

"I..." The little girl frowned, her face flushed red, she looked shy and embarrassed, and cautiously approached her ear, muttering a few words.

Qi Yan suddenly smiled and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought it was something else.

"Wait for me." She patted the girl on the shoulder lightly, walked to the second examination room next door, asked her colleagues to watch for a while, and then came out and took the girl's hand and said, "Follow me."

Qi Yan took a piece of sanitary napkin, and generously led Lu Wei into the women's toilet. There was still no one inside, so she let Lu Wei enter the first room, the little girl shook her head again and again, and ran to the last room.

Look at the child's reaction, it's probably the first time.

What a memorable day.

Qi Yan patted her head and comforted her softly: "It's okay, it's normal, every girl will have it." After finishing speaking, she handed her the sanitary napkin, and asked with concern, "Do you know how to wear it? Do you want me to teach you?" 

The little girl blushed and remained silent.

"Tear off the package, tear off the paper on the back, and stick it on..." Qi Yan understood, and gave a rough demonstration without tearing off all the wrapping paper. "Get it?"

Lu Wei nodded, not daring to lift her eyes, and closed the door behind her.

There was a rustle.

After a while, the girl came out. Qi Yan led her to wash her hands, took out a tissue to wipe her hands, and carefully told her: "Remember to go back and tell mom that there are some things you need to pay attention to, and she will teach you."

"...Well, thank you, Teacher Qi."

"Let's go to the exam and write the composition well."

Qi Yan squinted her eyes and smiled, her eyes shining brightly, as if she was looking at her own daughter.

....

In the evening, when Lu Zhiqiao came home after work, she saw her daughter washing things on the balcony.

Lu Wei stood in front of the sink with her sleeves rolled up, soap in one hand, and soaked panties in the other, frowning: "I've washed it many times, but there are still marks, what should I do if I can't wash it off, mom will..."

There were faint brown stains on the soaked pink cloth, like dried blood.

Lu Zhiqiao immediately reacted and just wanted to speak, but the doorbell rang, she turned and hurried to the living room, looked at the cat's eye and opened the door.

"Qi——"

Qi Yan stood outside, her face was bright and clean under the shadow of the lamp, her black and soft long hair hung straight in front of her, light and elegant, she handed the things in her hand: "Take this."

A Thin Sex Education Handbook.

Lu Zhiqiao: "?"

"If you are too embarrassed to teach yourself..." Qi Yan bent her lips and leaned closer, "I can do it for you.".

Author's Note: 

Niuniu: I have been bought by Teacher Qi, mom you are about to surrender! [Funny]
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