Making Friends

The next day.

As soon as Bai Yuyou arrived at school, she began searching for her target in the classroom—perhaps because of what had happened with Wu Ya, some of her classmates now felt intimidated by her. The emotionless gaze in her eyes made them too afraid to even meet her stare.

Bai Yuyou quickly found the girl she was looking for—the one with the voluptuous figure from the day before. Unlike Bai Yuyou, who always sat in the corner, this girl was seated on the opposite side of the classroom.

Bai Yuyou occupied the northeast corner, while the other girl sat in the southwest corner—the farthest possible distance.

At her desk, Tang Keke fidgeted nervously, regretting her decision to provoke Bai Yuyou the previous day. From her perspective, Bai Yuyou had seemed utterly indifferent, her expression completely blank.

"I'm doomed, I'm doomed! Am I gonna get expelled too? No way, right? I didn’t even do anything!" Tang Keke clutched her head and groaned, leaving her desk mate bewildered.

Just then, Bai Yuyou slowly stood up and began walking toward Tang Keke’s seat.

"Eek?!" Tang Keke immediately jumped to her feet and bolted for the restroom.

This exact scenario had played out the day before, resulting in Bai Yuyou being unable to approach Tang Keke all morning.

In fact, Tang Keke’s frequent bathroom dashes earned her the nickname "Toilet Warrior" among her classmates.

However, the situation took an unexpected turn in the afternoon.

"Today is seat reassignment day. This time, I won’t be deciding the seating order—everyone will draw lots instead," Li Chunhua announced, placing a large box on the lectern.

Soon, the students finished drawing their numbers and moved their desks to their new spots.

Now, in the northwest corner of the classroom, the expressionless Bai Yuyou found herself seated next to the trembling Tang Keke.

"Wh-why is this happening?! I’m doomed, I’m doomed…" Tang Keke felt dizzy, unable to believe fate could be so cruel.

At that moment, Bai Yuyou turned to look at her.

"Eek?!" Tang Keke flinched, her ample figure jiggling noticeably from the sudden movement.

Noticing Tang Keke’s distress, Bai Yuyou lowered her head and returned to her book—she had never had a desk mate before and wasn’t sure how to interact.

Relieved that Bai Yuyou had stopped staring, Tang Keke sighed—but the thought of spending an entire year beside her made the future seem bleak.

Time passed slowly.

Then, Tang Keke’s expression twisted slightly, a flicker of pain crossing her face.

Her period had arrived.

Despite her well-developed figure, Tang Keke had a weak constitution, and her menstrual cramps were so severe she often wished she could curl up and die.

Waves of sharp pain radiated from her abdomen. She reached into her desk for a pad, only to find an empty wrapper.

"I forgot to buy more…" Tang Keke clutched her stomach and slumped over her desk, her face pale.

Just then, a pale arm extended toward her, holding out a sanitary pad.

"Bai Yuyou…" Tang Keke blinked in surprise, turning to see Bai Yuyou quietly watching her. Though she said nothing, her gesture spoke volumes.

After accepting the pad, Tang Keke immediately raised her hand. "Teacher, I have stomach pain—may I go to the restroom?"

"Go ahead," Li Chunhua replied without turning from the blackboard.

Tang Keke exhaled in relief.

By the time she returned, class had ended. She settled back into her seat but couldn’t help stealing glances at Bai Yuyou.

The girl’s delicate, cool profile no longer seemed as intimidating as before.

Maybe… she wasn’t so scary after all?

At that moment, Bai Yuyou slid a notebook toward Tang Keke.

"Wh-what’s this?!" Tang Keke stiffened. Was this notebook filled with threats?!

Especially with Bai Yuyou’s blank expression, she was convinced something terrifying must be written inside.

Hands trembling, Tang Keke slowly opened the notebook—

【•ω•`) Are you okay now?】

Tang Keke: "……"

She flipped through a few more pages, confirming there was nothing else, then cautiously looked up.

One glance at Bai Yuyou’s impassive face, another at the sentence dotted with a cute emoticon.

Did you write this?

Why does the tone feel so different?

"Is this… asking about me?" Tang Keke whispered, pointing at herself.

Bai Yuyou gave a slight nod.

"I’m fine. My body’s just weak—heavy flow and bad cramps."

Bai Yuyou turned to rummage through her bag, then pulled out a small thermos and handed it over.

"This is…"

Receiving no verbal response, Tang Keke hesitantly asked, "For me to drink?"

Bai Yuyou nodded again.

She unscrewed the cap, and the warm scent of ginger and brown sugar wafted out. Tang Keke froze—she recognized this instantly. Ginger brown sugar tea.

"You’re on yours too?" Tang Keke seemed to understand.

Bai Yuyou nodded once more. Hers had started the night before. Ye Shuang had prepared everything, brewing the tea that morning—Bai Yuyou remembered him soothing her stomach as she slept, his hand radiating warmth. She had wanted him to slip his hand under her clothes, but he refused.

Tang Keke poured a cup and took a sip. Almost immediately, the heat spread through her belly, dulling the pain.

"Bai Yuyou, are you… not good at talking?" Tang Keke suddenly realized something. It seemed Bai Yuyou struggled with communication.

"Mm."

"Ohhh! So you weren’t mad at me? That’s a relief…" Tang Keke relaxed, scratching her head with a goofy grin. "Hehe."

Then, Bai Yuyou picked up her notebook again and wrote—

【(。•ω•) Can we be friends?】

Tang Keke’s eyes lit up. "Of course! I’d love to be friends with you!"

Bai Yuyou hid half her face behind the notebook, her unexpectedly adorable expression leaving Tang Keke momentarily stunned.

"You’re so pretty," Tang Keke blurted out. Bai Yuyou’s long bangs and habit of avoiding eye contact had obscured it before, but up close, her flawless features, porcelain skin, and complete lack of imperfections were impossible to miss.

Bai Yuyou showed no reaction to the compliment.

"By the way, that person before… the really impressive one who came to school. Who are they to you?" Tang Keke couldn’t resist asking.

Bai Yuyou answered softly,

"My husband."