Chapter 265: Growing Up

“Why did you give me the key to your house? You’re not trying to plot against me, are you? Our relationship is limited to school.”

Chen Ziyi clasped her hands on her shoulders and assumed the stance of a weak woman that I can’t help but feel sorry for.

“Then you move your treadmill from my house, you can’t just let it eat dust and rust and mold in my house, can you?”

“Oh, I get it, you’re trying to use the treadmill as an excuse to lure me into your house, tie me up and throw me on the bed, and say ‘no one will come to save you even if you scream your head off.'”

“Uh …… you don’t want it just forget it.”

Cheng Ming retrieved the key.

Chen ZiYi deadpanned and held down the back of Cheng Ming’s hand, “Wait, I don’t want it at all, but I’m afraid that you’ve given the keys to other girls, it’s better for me to keep them for you, and by the way, how many other keys have you given to other girls?”

“Not much, just five.”

“Isn’t five enough? Can you open five locks?”

“Barely, it should ……”

“Sooner or later, you’re exhausted, you still don’t exercise, really can’t do anything about it, I’ll come to your house to supervise your running.”

As New Year’s Day and Christmas approached, Cheng Ming, Chen ZiYi and Xu Juan’s work came back, it was time to put out a new edition of the blackboard newspaper.

It’s the end of the year, and it’s really weird to still have the mid-autumn chalkboard on the bulletin board.

Some chalkboards are either chalk faded, or have had a piece accidentally erased and mutilated, and others are just wiped clean.

The back chalkboard in the classroom was also commandeered by the teacher to keep homework and important boards so that they wouldn’t be erased by the other teachers in the next class.

“I don’t want to put out a Christmas board, I’m not even interested in looking up information, and I don’t want to draw a Christmas tree.”

Chen Ziyi flopped limply onto Cheng Ming’s palm.

Because the table and books were too icy, hands were hidden in Cheng Ming’s school uniform pockets for warmth.

“Totally agree, why don’t we ask the teacher if he can come up with an issue for the winter solstice?” Cheng Ming proposed, he wasn’t too keen on these holidays either.

When you are young, you may still have the restlessness and fantasies of adolescence, having a proper excuse to confess to someone, having a romantic atmosphere, getting out of a single, or even getting out of a virginity.

This gives rise to the term Night of the Lost Chastity, where the hostel supervisors have to check on students who stay out at night. Especially girls, parents don’t let girls go out on Christmas Eve.

“This is good eh, I’ll ask the homeroom teacher, she doesn’t agree with us coming out with solstice related ones as well, just to inform her.”

“You could at least show me some respect for the homeroom teacher.”

Before New Year’s Day, there is a cultural performance in which every class is required to sing on stage, and it is one of the few group activities in high school to improve class cohesion and collective honor.

It’s just that finals are next month, and that can be a big deal in terms of whether or not everyone can have a good year.

The costumes were school uniforms, while shoes were uniformly white, and the conductor was a girl from the music committee.

After choosing the repertoire you have to go to other classes to get information, these days there are not many good tunes for chorus, it is very easy to crash.

Some classes also organized some activities, such as dancing, waving flags and drums, as well as preparing small props, glow sticks or bouquets.

Cheng Ming’s class is still not prepared for anything, the station is also very ordinary, no heart-shaped station, the boys surround the girls in the middle or something, the front row of girls, the back row of boys.

There was no evening study hall, and people didn’t want to go back to school and sing in the middle of winter, so they practiced in their regular music and study hall classes, and lined up in gym class to go to the stage and adjust their stations.

“Xiao Yi, didn’t you learn to dance? Why don’t you dance for our class as well?” Cheng Ming joked with Chen Zi Yi about this.

“But I only want to dance for you alone… How about next spring when there’s a Top Ten Singers competition and I’ll dance for you if you participate? You’re guaranteed to win an award.”

“I can’t sing in five notes, I’m planning to muddle through my music exams this semester by reading aloud, aren’t you making a fool out of me by putting me on stage to sing?”

Cheng Ming also wants to sing a song like so many reborn people, play a guitar, copy a few songs from the latter days, pretend to be handsome, and then attract the admiration of ignorant and clueless little girls.

It was a pity that he didn’t have the money, energy or interest to cultivate this hobby in his previous life, and took his free time to play games.

“But I just want to see your jokes.” Chen Ziyi said with a smirk.

“And you’re so wicked.”

Chen Ziyi arched his hand and said, “Same to each other.”

They’re still good at the hurting each other part.

Studying class are to rehearse chorus, Cheng Ming and Chen Ziyi dare not openly skipped the rehearsal, class president Zhou Li staring.

The blackboard could only be done on the weekend, one person drew and two wrote, this time the drawing and design was more concise, not so much fancy work, and it went very fast.

Again, the pattern in the far corner of the blackboard is left unpainted, obviously streamlined so much, but left this kind of detail, visible Chen Ziyi’s ulterior motives.

“Cheng Ming, squat down and give me a ride.”

“Can’t you pay a little attention in front of Xu Juan? I’ll go to the classroom and get a chair for you to tiptoe on.”

Cheng Ming looked towards Xu Juan and she blinked expressionlessly, is this a misunderstanding? Definitely a misunderstanding, right?

Chen Ziyi took off her shoes and stood on the stool, saying viciously, “Next time I will absolutely make you kneel for me to ride.”

The winter solstice, the cold wave came, the temperature in Nanming City plummeted, but still did not see a snowflake.

On Christmas Eve, students send cards and postcards and apples to each other, and there are many who take this opportunity to confess their love.

The most advanced of the greeting cards are the ones that play Christmas carols and light up when you open them.

Apples have also gone up in price so much that not everyone can afford to give them away.

Yellow jokes about the English harmonization of apples were also quite popular in school.

“Cheng Ming, won’t you give Xu Juan and I an apple?”

“Do you want to get shot?” Cheng Ming asked rhetorically.

“I don’t know if I want to, but you must really want to get canned.” Chen Ziyi said with a fist pump.

Cheng Ming received two greeting cards, one from Zhang Jiajia, Chen ZiYi and Xu Juan both had a share, girls like to get into this.

With only a brief ‘Merry Christmas’ and no curse-like wishes written, Cheng Ming was already quite satisfied.

There was also one from Ye Mei, although it was unsigned and sneaked into his drawer during school hours, but her handwriting was recognizable.

“Thank you for giving me the courage to try to live.”

This is also too heavy to say, so it can be seen that Ye Bin Song has hit her hard.

Chen Ziyi and Xu Juan both went to buy greeting cards for Zhang Jiajia to return the gift, Cheng Ming has no intention of returning the gift, white whoring.

At night, Cheng Li hung her socks above her bed, put her hands together and said, “I wish my breasts would get bigger.”

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Cheng Ming.

“Lai, doesn’t Santa Claus always give gifts? Can’t grant wishes like that, right? Not to mention that there is no Santa Claus in this world.”

Zhao Ren spoke the truth without mercy.

“Of course I know there’s no Santa Claus, but I have Brother Christmas, and Brother Christmas is so much more powerful than Santa Claus, he can grant any wish my sister has.”

“Eh ……”

Zhao Ren stretched his voice with a face of disbelief.

“Rei maybe a wish, maybe it can come true oh, like I’m going to become an adult or something.”

“Then …… get a grade on the final exam.”

“What a boring wish.”

Early the next morning, Cheng Li shook his empty socks and said, “Why are there no presents in the socks? And the boobs didn’t get bigger?”

“It’s only been one night. It’s no use thinking about it, is it?”

“Did you use a magic on me that my boobs can get bigger, brother?”

“How do you think it’s impossible to use it, no, it’s not that kind of magic, why does it smell fishy? Is it an illusion? Or is it your socks smell?”

“Brother you also too rude, socks are clean well! It’s obvious that the smell is coming from my brother, it’s you who wet the bed, isn’t it?”

“If you guys are going to wet the bed, it’s you who are going to wet the bed, how can I wet the bed when I’m this old, and it doesn’t smell like pee.”

“Good morning.” Zhao Ren said as she rubbed her sleepy eyes, unlike Cheng Ming and Cheng Li who liked to stay in bed in the winter, directly lifting the covers and getting out of bed, the cold made her wake up directly over.

Cheng Li looked at the blood stains on Zhao Ren’s pajama pants and asked, “Ren, you’re bleeding? You’ve become an adult?”

I can’t believe that she became an adult before herself, there’s no mistake about it, obviously her soul has been an adult for a long time.

“Eh? Where?” Zhao Ren looked down and asked with a confused expression, “From where is the wound flowing out? I’m clearly not injured, and my body doesn’t hurt.”

Jo Ren spun around, looking for the wound.

It’s normal for a mother to leave home too early and not understand what menarche is.

They don’t teach physiology in school either, and biology classes don’t teach about the reproductive system, and some biology teachers don’t even focus on the content of that class.

“Rei you’re so stupid, don’t you know that girls are born with a wound of their own? It just flows out from there.”

Sister is worthy of being a self-taught person who has studied that part of the biology book and knows more still, Cheng Ming will not make more remarks here.

But Rei has grown up… Thinking about it, Cheng Ming got excited.

“Where?”

Zhao Ren still didn’t get it.

“It’s just a place to pee… I can’t believe your wish came true… Brother Christmas is so biased too.”

“But that’s not what I wished for.”

“After a girl bleeds, her body will start to develop, front and back, just like Sister Jingyi.”

“Like Sister Lin? I see, this bit of growing up is worth it, I’m not going to get the bed dirty, am I?”

Zhao Ren lifted the covers, and the place where he was lying was indeed stained with blood.

Looks like it’s time to change beds again.

“The blood from Xiao Ren’s poop stinks, I can’t sleep in this cage sleep, get up get up.” Cheng Li jumped out of bed, only to find that there were blood stains where he was lying as well.

No matter how you think about it, it couldn’t have flowed from Rei’s side to hers, with a brother in between.

Cheng Li pulled up her nightgown a bit, and her warm white bottoms suffered severely.

“Brother, am I bleeding too? Am I going to die.” Cheng Li hugged Cheng Ming’s neck and fake cried.

“Don’t you know what’s going on here? It’s just this little bit of blood it’ll be fine, do you guys have stomach aches?”

“It doesn’t hurt now, it did hurt the other day and I thought I had an upset stomach, but I sat on the toilet until my legs went numb and pooped out too.”

“Girls, talk civilized, you’ll be a big girl from now on.”

Cheng Li grabbed Cheng Ming’s finger and asked, “Brother, there is blood on your fingernails, both of your hands have yea, may I ask what’s going on?”

“Shouldn’t that be a question for you guys? But I know what to get you guys for Christmas.”

It’s some kind of marvelous fate that they actually come on the same day. If menstruation is not disordered and out of whack, wouldn’t it even be about the same safe period?