Chapter 106: Menstrual cramps?

It seems like Qiu Ye really likes me?

But I don’t think I have much feeling for him… what if he confesses? Should I accept? But he’s a guy!

Still, it’s rare for someone to like me, and even if it’s a guy, it’s not entirely unacceptable…

No!

Am I even worthy of this?

Qiu Ye is such a tall, handsome guy!

Could I really be so lucky?

Wait!

Maybe I’m just imagining things!

Better keep observing for now.

Anyway, the system will definitely give some ridiculous, embarrassing tasks again,

and then I can keep testing Qiu Ye’s reactions.

“Looks like Qiu Ye’s life is over.”

“Huh?”

Bai Yao glanced at Lin Mingxin beside him, his eyes full of confusion.

“He definitely made some progress with the girl he likes!”

Lin Mingxin said, lowering his voice to gossip with Bai Yao.

“Look at him, he’s acting like an idiot, randomly grinning—this clearly means he’s in love.”

“Really…”

Bai Yao felt uneasy and didn’t dare speak.

He also looked at Qiu Ye, who indeed seemed absent-minded, lost in thought.

“Hey, do you know what she looks like? Is she pretty?”

Lin Mingxin pressed further.

“Aren’t you close? Didn’t he tell you about his relationship?”

“Uh… he said a little, but not really… not pretty?”

“Tsk tsk! Just started university, and already taken by a girl? I guess Qiu Ye doesn’t have much self-control. If it were a beauty, fine, but you said she’s not pretty… then what’s the point?”

Bai Yao didn’t know what Qiu Ye saw in her either.

He could only try to guess: “Maybe she did him a favor?”

If he had to find a reason, it could only be that Qiu Ye liked him because Bai Yao had taken care of him in the hospital back then.

But that was a special situation.

Bai Yao couldn’t always stay that gentle and capable, couldn’t always be a little angel.

Within just a few days, he’d already exhausted himself.

“Tsk tsk, this is like a debt of gratitude?”

Lin Mingxin teased.

“You two are so close. If he’s in a relationship, won’t you get jealous?”

“Jealous?”

Bai Yao shook his head instinctively.

He knew that while his main worry was that Qiu Ye now had someone else, making it harder for him to complete his tasks targeting Qiu Ye, in reality, it was just plain jealousy.

“Look at him, all lovesick… his life is over~”

Lin Mingxin gossiped with delight, “probably his first love. Even if it doesn’t work out, she’ll be his ‘white moonlight’ forever.”

“Really?”

Could I really be Qiu Ye’s ‘white moonlight’?

Bai Yao propped his chin on his hand and stared at Qiu Ye’s face, suddenly realizing a very serious problem.

What about the crude things he said to Qiu Ye?

Back then he joked that his “brother could be used as a belt,” shared stories about women he saw on the street, wore suggestive clothes, and even got physical reactions in front of Qiu Ye… wouldn’t that ruin the “white moonlight” image?

“The so-called ‘white moonlight,’ I say he’s just playing around.”

Wang Zuhao had to butt in, arguing.

Bai Yao glared at him angrily: “Just like you?”

“Huh?”

Wang Zuhao scratched his head in disbelief.

Normally, Bai Yao didn’t react when teased, but why react so strongly when teasing Qiu Ye?

“Being handsome is like that, isn’t it? Ask Pian Ge, how many has he dated?”

Lin Mingxin proudly showed off: “Not too many, about a dozen, starting from middle school.”

Wang Zuhao whispered enviously: “Damn, you’ll cause trouble eventually. Don’t come borrowing money from me.”

Lin Mingxin wasn’t exactly a good guy either!

Bai Yao felt uneasy.

He was a pure-romance type and naturally wanted Qiu Ye to be the same, not a ‘player’ like Lin Mingxin who’d dated a dozen people.

“What are you two talking about?”

Qiu Ye noticed them whispering about him, and just sat down beside Bai Yao.

Lin Mingxin and Wang Zuhao immediately changed the topic, quietly discussing the movie they watched last night.

“Nothing.”

Bai Yao looked down at his phone, sneaking a glance at Qiu Ye.

So he recovered so quickly?

No more lovesick grinning.

This morning’s incident made Bai Yao a bit embarrassed, and he kept quiet during class while playing with his phone.

Qiu Ye was also quieter than usual, keeping a serious expression, eyebrows slightly furrowed, but his gaze occasionally darted toward Bai Yao.

Bai Yao couldn’t handle the pressure first: “I was just joking this morning…”

“Oh.”

What a bad person! Flirt and then don’t take responsibility.

“I was joking too last night.”

“Uh, really? I knew it.”

Bai Yao wasn’t sure if he felt disappointed or relieved, and lowered his head to continue playing on his phone.

Although he could just ask Qiu Ye directly if he liked him, he worried it might all be in his imagination.

Perhaps because of anxiety and overthinking, his stomach started feeling uncomfortable.

Bai Yao furrowed his brows, trying to endure a dull pain deep in his stomach, which felt like bloating.

Diarrhea?

He rubbed his stomach through his clothes, recalling what he had eaten.

Hmm, he hadn’t eaten anything since waking up… could it be stale water?

Or hunger-induced stomach pain?

“Do you have any tissue?”

Bai Yao quietly asked Qiu Ye.

“Yes.”

Qiu Ye pulled a small box of tissues from his coat pocket.

“What’s wrong?”

“My stomach hurts… diarrhea.”

Bai Yao looked at the teacher writing on the blackboard and nudged Qiu Ye: “Let me go to the bathroom.”

“I’ll come with you.”

Qiu Ye suspected he might have menstrual cramps.

“Up to you.”

Before the teacher could notice, the two got up and rushed out the back door.

Bai Yao didn’t slow down, running to the end of the corridor to the restroom, while Qiu Ye looked down at his phone, searching for ways to handle menstrual cramps so he wouldn’t be helpless.

Huh?

Should I buy sanitary pads for Bai Yao?

But his friends are still around, right?

Can blood even flow?

Qiu Ye suddenly realized the problem, froze, scratched the back of his head, and murmured: “It can’t be urine, right?”

He urgently searched online for all sorts of knowledge about menstruation, not stopping his steps as he entered the restroom.

Coincidentally, Bai Yao walked out of the restroom expressionless.

“Diarrhea?”

“Nothing comes out.”

Bai Yao kept his cold expression, washing his hands at the sink and tidying his slightly messy bangs.

“Maybe my stomach hurts because I haven’t eaten.”

This guy is like a little cat or dog, always keeping a calm expression, impossible to tell if he’s sick or in pain.

But judging from his furrowed brows, he must be quite uncomfortable.

Qiu Ye asked tentatively: “Could it be menstrual cramps?”

“I’ll have something warm to eat later.”

No, just say you’re not feeling well! Why force yourself?

At this point, he should act soft, pitiful, and weak, calling out in pain, letting a reliable man take care of him.

Qiu Ye naturally felt very capable.