My Terrible Life in Those Years

I almost thought I had misheard. My mouth dropped open, and I felt like I'd been electrocuted.

"What did you say?"

"I...I'm in so much pain, I...I don't have the strength, please help me!"

Her voice was trembling, and recalling how she had been lying on the bed, her clothes soaked with sweat from the pain, and how I had practically half-carried and half-dragged her into the bathroom, I immediately believed her.

She was too weak to move on her own, which is why she asked me for help.

The problem is, I'm a man and she's a woman, and we've only known each other for a day. Am I supposed to help her change her clothes?

"How about I call the landlady for you?" I hesitated.

"I...I'm in pain, please finish changing me quickly, I...I need to lie down!" Her voice grew softer and softer.

He looked like he was about to faint at any moment.

I couldn't care less about anything else and quickly pushed the door open. She was slumped on the toilet seat, leaning weakly against the wall. If it weren't for the wall, I think she would have collapsed.

My goodness, what's wrong with this girl?

Her pants, stained with blood inside and out, were only pulled down to her upper thighs. She sat on the toilet, barely managing to look up at me.

There was pleading in his eyes, as well as shame and embarrassment!

I turned my eyes to the side, first put her clean clothes away, then groped over, grabbed her pants, and slowly pulled them down.

At that moment, she said to me with difficulty, her face flushed, "Paper, paper!"

I quickly handed her the toilet paper next to me and turned away with an embarrassed look on my face.

It took her several minutes to barely manage to clean it.

"Towel, towel!"

I closed my eyes slightly and handed her the towel.

But she didn't take it, and whispered, "Put it...put it in the middle of my underwear, then...give it to me again!"

Her face showed a sickly blush!

I exclaimed "Oh!" and quickly placed the item in the middle of her bra before handing it to her.

She still didn't answer.

I had no choice but to take off her pants and expose her snow-white legs. Although the lighting was poor, the color was still vivid in my eyes.

I dared not look, I dared not look at all.

But my heart was pounding so hard, like 150 beats per minute.

"Help me, help me put it on! Hurry!" Her voice trembled violently.

If not 150, then at least 130.

Even if I were incredibly brave and shameless, and even if I used Aunt Shu as a pillow, at this moment, I wouldn't dare open my eyes to observe her closely. I was afraid that once she recovered, she would kill me!

My hands trembled as I helped her put on her underwear and checked if it was tight. She glared at me, but I pretended not to see it.

Because she can't stand up, it would probably take her half an hour to put on long pants.

I frowned slightly. "This is too much trouble. How about I help you into the room so you can lie down and get dressed?"

As soon as I said it, I regretted it. Oh my god, was I supposed to help her, who was only wearing underwear, through the hall and back to her room? If anyone saw us like that, we'd probably be at the top of the gossip list in this building!

She gritted her teeth: "You, check outside... see if anyone's there!"

I quickly peeked out, looked around, and listened carefully, but there was no sound.

"There's no one outside now. If I'm quick, I can carry you back inside in thirty seconds at most!"

She nodded shyly. I quickly put my clean pants aside and reached out to help her up.

I plan to help her out again, just like I helped her out.

But she seemed completely weak and couldn't even stand up.

How should I help him up?

We can't delay any longer; if we wait any longer, someone might come.

I steeled myself and, disregarding everything else, slipped one hand under her legs and wrapped the other around her from behind, lifting her up completely.

Effortless!

I tried to control my racing heart, thinking: This girl is so light! She's like a ball of cotton!

Although my heart was pounding, I could also feel that her heart was pounding even harder, and sweat was pouring down her forehead again!

She buried her head against my chest, and I gently pulled her into my arms.

Just as I was about to enter the room, the door next door suddenly opened, and the couple who ran the stall across the street came out of their house, ready to open their shop. I looked up and saw me carrying a girl wearing only underwear in my arms, striding towards her house.

The two of them stared at me with wide eyes.

Du Yan moved in first, and the three of them knew each other. I just moved in; I saw her yesterday when the theft happened, and they also remembered me.

Then, their eyes darted back and forth between me and her.

They were probably thinking: My goodness, are young people these days progressing this fast?

This young man seems to have only been here for a couple of days!

When I faced them, I didn't react much and couldn't be bothered to explain.

Damn it, how can this be explained? Besides, they're just temporary neighbors, what's there to explain!

After they saw me carry her into the house, they exchanged glances and turned their gaze away from the door that I had immediately closed behind Du Yan.

I placed Du Yan on the mat and covered her completely with the blanket.

He immediately withdrew and went back to the toilet to get her clean clothes.

Just then, I saw the middle-aged woman from next door coming out of the restroom.

Something was off about her eyes. When she saw me, she said, "Young man, you young people shouldn't be so impulsive! This girl is bleeding heavily! You, you... you have no sense of chivalry at all!"

She shook her head as she spoke, and went downstairs with her husband.

As I walked downstairs, I heard her say, "Oh dear, this girl has suffered so much. It's her first time, and she's bleeding so much? Hey, honey, I didn't bleed this much the first time, did I?"

I was speechless for a while. Why did I act so impulsively? Why don't I know how to be gentle with a woman? What do you mean by "first time"?

There's no time to worry about these things now. I took her clean pants, went back to my room, and handed them to her.

He casually tossed her dirty clothes into the bucket.

The blanket covered her entire body, leaving only her face and eyes visible, so I wasn't afraid anymore. I opened my eyes wide and looked at the weak but shy Du Yan: "Du Yan, what's wrong with you? Why is it so serious? Why don't you get dressed, and I'll carry you to see a doctor?"

"No, no need! I just finished watching it today!"

"Then why are you bleeding so much?"

She remained silent for a long time, burying her face in the blanket.

"Excuse me, could you please boil some water for me? I need to take some medicine!"

Her voice was indeed quite weak.

I quickly fetched water for her, found her electric kettle, and while boiling the water, I looked for her medicine on the table.

There were several bottles, one of which was new. It contained things like motherwort granules, which I didn't quite understand, but she said it contained these kinds of things.

The water boiled very quickly, so I poured out a large cup to cool it down, then added some medicine. Once the water cooled down, I gave it to her.

"You've seen a doctor, so why is it still so serious?" I was quite puzzled.

"I...I just had a minor surgery!"

"What? A minor surgery can make you like this? Bleeding and so weak? What kind of surgery was it?"

She was speechless for a long time before finally saying, "Abortion!"