Chapter 10: I’ll Come Again Tomorrow

Chapter 10: Chapter 10: I’ll Come Again Tomorrow

Hua Buwan knew that men always felt at least a little awkward buying sanitary pads for women for the first time. It went without saying that the conservative man from ancient times standing before her felt it tenfold. So, she offered him an encouraging smile. "Don’t worry. How about I get you a mix of both winged and non-winged pads? I’ll also grab some for daytime and nighttime use."

Fearing that neither Ling Qianjun nor his female relatives would understand how they worked, Hua Buwan thoughtfully elaborated. "The daytime ones are a bit shorter and thinner. The nighttime ones are exactly as they sound—for sleeping. They’re longer and thicker so that lying down won’t be an issue."

Ling Qianjun’s face burned hotly. Inside his shoes, his toes were curling so hard they practically dug into the floor. But for the sake of his mother and sister, he had to buy them. Enduring his embarrassment, he nodded and replied in a low voice, "Okay."

Hua Buwan took a moment to carefully select the right pads for him. They returned to the counter, where she grabbed two large bags to pack the food and water separately from the sanitary items.

"Here you go. You’ve been over here for quite a while now, so you should hurry back. Otherwise, your family will start worrying, and it wouldn’t be good if a government officer spots you." She handed the bags over to him.

Ling Qianjun accepted them, keeping his head lowered. "Alright. I will come again tomorrow." He still wanted to talk to her.

Hua Buwan beamed. "Yup. See you tomorrow." She still wanted to make a fortune off him.

Moments later.

Upon reaching the door, Ling Qianjun glanced back at Hua Buwan. She looked as bright and radiant as the sun, waving goodbye to him. Infected by her cheerful expression, a faint smile curved the corners of his lips. He pushed the door open and stepped outside. In the blink of an eye, he was back in the small woods. An inexplicable sense of emptiness washed over him, a tangle of indescribable thoughts lingering in his mind.

Ling Yunge and Xu Panqing had been waiting for him outside the door this entire time. They had tried entering earlier, but they couldn’t. Just like Ling Qianfan, they had only bumped into an invisible wall. The whole situation was incredibly bizarre.

Left with no other choice, they could only wait outside, stewing in their anxiety. They worried that Ling Qianjun wouldn’t be able to buy anything. They feared he might accidentally offend the Demon and be devoured on the spot. They were terrified of a million different things. Now that they saw Ling Qianjun walking back through the door completely unharmed, the heavy burden in their hearts finally lifted.

Tears welled up in Xu Panqing’s eyes. She rushed forward to grab Ling Qianjun’s hand, asking in a worried voice, "Qianjun, are you alright? Why did it take you so long? Did the Demon give you a hard time? If you feel unwell anywhere, you must tell Mother. You have to let us know, do you hear me?"

Ling Yunge nodded vigorously in agreement. "Qianjun, Mother is right. If you ran into any trouble, you need to tell us. Don’t carry the burden all by yourself. We are a family."

Snapped back to reality, Ling Qianjun looked at the two women and shook his head firmly. "I didn’t run into any trouble. It just took a little extra time to pick out... pick out the menstrual belts for you."

As he brought up the menstrual belts again, his voice dropped to an embarrassed mumble. "This bag is full of them. The Demon also said some have wings and some don’t, and that there are different ones for daytime and nighttime use. I didn’t completely understand it myself, so you two can take them and figure it out."

Ling Qianjun didn’t plan to tell them that Hua Buwan was actually from a thousand years in the future just yet. After all, it was a lot to explain. He abruptly shoved the bag into Xu Panqing’s arms as if it were a burning hot potato.

Xu Panqing and Ling Yunge gasped softly, murmuring in unison, "Menstrual belts have wings?"

Their curiosity was piqued. Sharing an intrigued glance, they shot Ling Qianjun a brief look before hurrying off to a secluded spot nearby to study the peculiar items. Truth be told, women had a natural intuition for such things. It only took them a few moments to figure out how they worked.

When Ling Yunge emerged from their hiding spot, she sighed in amazement. "To think the menstrual belts used by a Demon would smell so fragrant!"