Love You Till the End Chapter 1173 - 1170: Shi Mei vs Shi Keke (18)

Shi Keke had always believed that a man should purchase sanitary napkins for his woman at least ten times throughout his life. This is because a woman will eventually bear him a child, carrying it for ten months, a period during which her menstrual cycle ceases for at least that duration. Many men feel fortunate, thinking that without them, women would still endure monthly menstruation. However, few men comprehend the physical sacrifice a woman makes to carry a child for them. Therefore, it's often said that men are inherently selfish, seeking only fleeting pleasure. Yet, Shi Keke understood profoundly that Shi Mei was not such a man. In any predicament, he consistently considered others' perspectives, whether in the past, present, with anyone, or specifically with her. His willingness to set aside his dignity and pride to buy sanitary napkins for his woman demonstrated his true manhood.

Such a man possesses the most captivating allure, even if he is just an ordinary individual earning a modest income and possessing a plain appearance; he still radiates an undeniable charm. Shi Keke observed him from ten meters away, watching as he carefully selected pack after pack of sanitary napkins from the shelf and placed them into the shopping cart. A gentle smile touched her lips. Although this wasn't his first time shopping for such items for her, she still felt a surge of pleasant surprise. She hadn't anticipated he would know her menstrual cycle, nor that he would discern her needs based on a single remark she made.

To claim she wasn't moved would be a falsehood. At the very least, she now knew that even before her own confession today, he had already been paying attention to her. Despite his often indifferent demeanor, he truly cared. An unbidden memory surfaced: when she was a child, during her first period, she was terrified, believing she had contracted a terminal illness. At that time, she resided at the Shi family home. Her parents were abroad, preoccupied with their business, and her aunt, burdened by her own work, was also somewhat negligent. Unable to find anyone to confide in, she felt utterly helpless and locked herself in her room, weeping through the night.

It wasn't until the following morning when her brother forced the door open and pulled her from her bed that she was finally roused. Still crying, her eyes were swollen like steamed buns, making her appearance quite unattractive. Amidst her tears, she struck him, calling him a bully and asserting that no girl would ever like him. Yet, he calmly responded, "Even if no one likes me, I won't settle for you." She retorted, vowing that even if she remained unmarried, she wouldn't stoop to liking him. But he pointed to the large crimson stain on the bedsheet and said, "Promise me you won't bleed to death before you say that." Terrified, she cried even harder, eventually curling up in the corner of the wall, wiping her tears and snot, feeling profoundly wronged.

He couldn't bear to see her distress. He searched online for "female physiology knowledge" for her to read and patiently explained the intricacies of menstruation. Afterward, he went out and purchased sanitary napkins for her – day-use, night-use, extended-use; he bought every type with different functions and instructed her on their proper usage. At that time, being too young to grasp the nuances of romantic love, she felt no sense of impropriety in their interaction. Only now, looking back, does she realize that many years ago, a nascent form of "love" had already begun to blossom between them.

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Recommended read: Xi Yan's new novel, "Mischievous Husband, Want a Hug!"

Synopsis: Xia Shiqi, a notorious female delinquent, spent her days indulging in smoking, drinking, and fighting, all while trying to understand men. One day, she set her "target," infiltrated his bed, and the outcome was… "Stealing my child, aren't you bold?" he narrowed his eyes, a dangerous aura surrounding him. "Speak with evidence," she calmly retorted. He then presented a miniature version of himself, "Woman, dare you claim this isn't my seed?"