Later, somehow this matter spread out, even the internet was buzzing, with countless people laughing that Chongchong is a level ten straight girl.

Originally, those boys in school secretly planning to confess to her quietly backed off.

Too straight!

Her personality doesn’t match her face and figure at all!

Chenchen also heard about this matter, on the way home from school, he slightly curled his lips and said, "You did well."

"Huh?"

Chongchong was momentarily unresponsive to what he was talking about.

Chenchen lightly coughed and reminded with a blank face, "I was talking about the matter of returning the chocolates given by the male classmates."

"Oh..." Chongchong nodded her little head, was just about to say, you aren’t jealous, are you, when in the next second she heard his very formal tone.

"You are still young, this year you will be transitioning from primary to junior high; early romance will affect your studies and your acting career." He continued.

This tone, it’s just like her manager!

Chongchong couldn’t help but roll her eyes, "Got it."

Chenchen glanced at her again, "Your studies are really too poor, so I’ve already talked to the company, and you won’t be allowed to take roles or participate in activities this year."

"How could you do this!" Chongchong was suddenly dissatisfied, not that she was angry at his autonomy, but...

"Tell me clearly, where are my grades lacking?"

"Second in class, third in year – isn’t that called bad?"

Chenchen frowned, looking at her in disbelief.

Chongchong opened her mouth but ultimately only spat out a "dammit."

Does he really think he’s so outstanding, so he wants to pull everyone in the world along with him to be outstanding?

I can’t do it ah ah ah...

Really can’t do it!

"No swearing." Chenchen gave her a sharp look, reaching out to pinch her cheek.

"Ouch ouch ouch... Let go!" Chongchong struggled, screaming.

"Spoiled!" Chenchen released her hand in exasperation.

He didn’t exert any force, okay? Screaming so loudly, people who don’t know might think he’s doing something heinous to her.

Chongchong pouted, "I’m not spoiled, I’m delicate!"

"Ha, you think you’re the Princess and the Pea?" Chenchen sneered.

"..."

The conversation died again on that day.

...

Days went by as the transition to junior high approached.

But something particularly bad happened to Chongchong.

That is—she seemed to have contracted a strange disease!

This disease made her stomach ache terribly, and blood flowed incessantly.

Especially the bleeding location was indescribable...

Experiencing menstruation for the first time, Chongchong’s legs trembled, and after barely crawling up from the bathroom, she found her phone and dialed Chenchen’s number.

"What’s up?"

On the other end of the phone, came the boy’s deep voice.

After passing through voice change, his voice turned from childish to an alluring deep tone, like a top master playing piano music, sounding particularly enchanting, as if at any moment you could get pregnant.

In the past, Chongchong loved listening to his voice, but now she had no mood at all, "Brother Chenchen, do you, do you have time now, can you take me to the hospital?"

The girl’s voice was weak and powerless, even through the phone one could sense her trembling and helplessness, like a lone dry leaf in the bleak autumn wind.

Chenchen paused.

The next second, he immediately got up from his desk, heading towards her house.