Love You Till the End Chapter 1172 - 1170: Shi Mei vs. Shi Keke (18)

Shi Keke held a peculiar belief: in a man's lifetime, he ought to serve his partner by purchasing sanitary napkins for her at least ten times.

The reasoning behind this was simple: one day, that woman would bear him a child. This ten-month gestation period meant at least ten months without menstruation.

Many men proudly felt they were indispensable, believing women wouldn't have to endure monthly menstrual pain if not for them.

Yet, a stark reality often escaped them: the profound physical toll a woman endures to bring a child into the world for them.

Thus, it was commonly said that men were inherently selfish, driven only by fleeting pleasure.

However, Shi Keke knew with unwavering certainty that Shi Mei was no such selfish individual. Regardless of the situation, past or present, towards anyone or specifically her, he consistently considered others' perspectives.

His willingness to set aside his pride and arrogance, to purchase sanitary napkins for his woman, was a testament to his genuine character.

Such a man possessed an irresistible charm. Even if, on this particular day, he was merely an ordinary man earning a modest income and seemingly unremarkable, he still emanated a captivating aura.

Standing a dozen meters away, Shi Keke watched him, observed him as he retrieved package after package of sanitary napkins from the shelf and placed them into the shopping cart. A gentle smile graced her lips.

Though it wasn't the very first time he had bought sanitary napkins for her, the sight still filled her with a sense of pleasant surprise.

She had never anticipated he would remember her menstrual cycle, nor had she expected him to discern her needs from such a casual remark.

To claim she wasn't touched would be a blatant falsehood.

At this very moment, she realized, even before she confessed her feelings today, he had been showing her attentiveness. Despite often giving off an air of indifference, he harbored genuine care for her.

Her mind drifted back to her youth, to the time her first period arrived. Convinced she was afflicted with a terminal illness, she had been terrified to the point of near hysteria.

At that time, she was still living with the Shi family. Her parents were constantly occupied with their business abroad, leaving little time for her. Her aunt, burdened by her own work, was also unable to offer much support. Unable to find anyone to confide in, she felt utterly lost and isolated. Consequently, she secluded herself in her room and wept throughout the entire night.

It wasn't until the following morning, when her elder brother forcibly broke down the door and pulled her from her bed, that her crying subsided. Her eyes were so swollen they resembled steamed buns, giving her a most unfortunate appearance.

Amidst her tears, she struck him, chiding him as a terrible person who bullied others, proclaiming that no girl would ever fancy him in the future.

Yet, he responded with chilling calmness, stating, "Even if no one else likes me, I wouldn't settle for you liking me."

She shot back, asserting that even if she never married, she wouldn't stoop to liking him. He then pointed to a significant crimson stain on the bedsheets and remarked dryly, "Make sure you don't bleed to death first."

This chilling statement sent her into another bout of tears. She retreated into a corner, sobbing and sniffling, feeling profoundly wronged.

Unable to bear her distress any longer, he searched online for "female physiological knowledge" to show her, explaining the intricacies of menstruation. Following that, he ventured out to purchase sanitary napkins for her – day pads, night pads, extended versions – acquiring every variation available and meticulously instructing her on their proper use.

Back then, she was too young and naive to grasp the complexities of romantic love between a man and a woman. Consequently, she perceived nothing out of the ordinary in their interactions.

Reflecting on it now, she understood that many years ago, a nascent form of "love" had already begun to blossom between them.

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"You dare steal my seed?" His eyes narrowed dangerously as he advanced toward her.

"Speak with evidence," she retorted coolly.

He then presented a miniature version of himself. "Woman, do you dare deny this is my seed?"

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