03

The bond between people is always difficult to articulate and understand, and this is also true for my relationship with Leng Zimo

Although I am shameless, I am not unreasonable. For instance, at this moment, I cannot comprehend what is wrong with me; I am solely focused on wanting to move faster, preferably mastering the art of earth escape to directly evade the strange gazes of passersby and return to my dormitory to clean myself up. I am disgusted by my own disheveled appearance, drenched in sweat and feeling sticky.

Oh! I really didn't notice, you are so small in stature, yet you can run so well! But have you been running too much? You were running when I left, and you're still running when I came back! It must be more than 3,000 meters, right? Are you okay? Can you hold on? Why not take a break? You know, I don't really want to punish you. With so many people on the playground, how could I not discipline you for being the only one late? Hey, you still have the energy to glare at me, that's impressive!

He must have been summoned here by my "aunt"

Oh! Is that not the senior? What a coincidence to encounter you here

A figure hurriedly fleeing from the rain-drenched alley flashed through my mind

I feel that a certain senior is the embodiment of my "aunt's husband"; every time I experience a "period" and the blood flows like a river, I encounter him.

The "aunt flow" has surged again

Years later, as I piece together these fragmented memories, I occasionally ask myself whether I am fated to be connected with Leng Zimo or not

I was still feeling dazed when I was suddenly jolted awake by the words "Aunt Flo". Blinking my eyes, I unabashedly stared directly at Leng Zimo for a long time, and finally remembered who he was

I have always been indifferent and carefree. Ever since experiencing a dramatic change, I have become even less concerned about trivial matters, and insignificant people are merely passersby, so it is quite normal not to remember their names. At that time, Leng Zimo was just a familiar passerby to me. If it weren't for his cold and familiar sarcasm, I truly would not have recognized him as the senior from some department who helped me carry my luggage a few days ago.

In fact, the instructor does not know why I was the only one who was late. When I came out of the restroom, Leng Yuting and Mo Beibei were still in there! However, I did not see them being punished, and I do not know the specific reason nor do I care to know. In any case, Lin Feng's cousin has always been a formidable person.

The instructor is quite young, appearing to be just in his early twenties. He is still worried about whether I have truly injured myself from running. I have already gotten up from the ground and stumbled out of the playground.

Leng Zimo seemed to have recognized me as well, and the disdain on his face was openly displayed before my eyes. He quickly glanced at me, furrowing his brows and coldly said: "What a coincidence! It really is true that I can run into you anywhere!"

Now I have nothing left, how can I continue if I don't hold on!

Suddenly, everything went dark, and I felt a slight sway in my body, experiencing a bit of dizziness. Out of nowhere, a clean and refreshing face entered my line of sight

Leng Zimo did not stop me; he merely stood stiffly to the side, watching my blood-stained pants, his handsome brows slightly furrowed, unsure whether he was disgusted by me or for some other reason

A cacophony rang in my ears, and I instinctively lifted my heavy head, only to see a face that was both unfamiliar and familiar.

"What are you meddling for! Can a bump really bring out 'Aunt Flo'?" Leng Zimo impatiently pushed me away, who was leaning against him, and coldly said to the boy beside him

Wow! Amu, you are in trouble! I told you to watch where you were walking, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what has happened, you've knocked the junior down and she's bleeding!

I suddenly felt as if someone considered me to be a lingering spirit. Even a fool could discern the sarcasm in Leng Zimo's tone, so I awkwardly forced a smile, waved my hand, and prepared to take a detour and leave

I feel very uncomfortable, my clothes are soaked through, the fabric is sticking to my body, which is quite unpleasant. There is something continuously flowing down my legs, and I instinctively lowered my head, only to see my pants soaked in blood.

Cafeteria

"Why are you worrying about so much? Hurry up and go to the sports equipment room to get the items, everyone is waiting!" The cold voice echoed from afar, carrying a sense of irritation

I do not know how long I have been running, but I finally could not hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground, rubbing my knee, my mind blank, gasping for breath, while the instructor chattered incessantly beside me

I had long anticipated that Leng Zimo would say this

Where are you going

That new student looks quite pitiful, barely able to walk steadily. Do you know her? Should we go catch up and see if something has happened to her

Generally, boys with a clean appearance tend to have severe obsessive-compulsive tendencies, detesting contact with dirty things. As for me, I am the dirty thing they wish to avoid.

One must eat, even though my stomach feels very uncomfortable right now and I have no appetite at all, I still have to eat something. I have military training in the afternoon, and I won't be able to endure it without eating.

I greeted Leng Zimo with a sense of familiarity, as if I were meeting a relative. Although I couldn't recall that guy's name, calling him "Senior" would certainly be appropriate.

At that moment, I was not being pretentious. It was true, I genuinely did not recognize the boy who was holding me; I only felt a sense of familiarity, yet I could not recall who he was.