"Sir, that’s a sanitary pad."

Seeing Shi Mei choosing at least ten bags of sanitary napkins, the clerk thought his main purpose was to buy sanitary napkins, so when she saw him pick up a pack of sanitary pads, she kindly reminded him.

Shi Mei responded coldly, indicating with his indifferent attitude that he knew.

Actually, the clerk was a good-looking woman, but because she had to wear a uniform at the supermarket, her good figure was completely hidden by the loose clothing.

Plus, her hair was tied up with a hairband, which diminished her beauty a bit, but if you looked at her face alone, it was still pretty good.

Usually, some single men who came to the supermarket to shop would strike up a conversation with her, and occasionally someone would ask for her WeChat or phone number.

Shi Mei, who hadn’t glanced at her even once in the ten minutes since he entered, was the first type of man she had encountered.

She felt both awkward and somewhat bored, so she snorted and turned to arrange the nearby shelves.

Shi Keke stood from a distance, spacing out for a moment, and when she heard someone behind her say "excuse me," she snapped back to reality.

Seeing Shi Mei walking over, she quickly stepped aside and then turned and walked briskly out of the supermarket, sitting back in the car as if nothing had happened before Shi Mei came out.

In less than two minutes, Shi Mei walked out of the supermarket, with both hands in the pockets of his dress pants, one hand hanging at his side, carrying a plastic bag.

The plastic bag contained sanitary napkins in various colorful packages, both large and small, probably about a dozen packs.

Shi Keke leaned on the fully open car window, watching him approach from a distance, the corners of her mouth involuntarily curled into a smile.

Shi Mei walked to the car, opened the door, got in, and handed the items in his hand to Shi Keke, "Here’s what you wanted."

"Oh." Shi Keke reached out to take it, glanced through the contents of the plastic bag, then turned to look at him, "Why did you buy so many sanitary napkins? I wanted food."

"These can be eaten."

Shi Mei said while buckling his seatbelt, then started the car and drove off steadily.

"I read a lot of books, don’t try to fool me." Shi Keke took out a pack of sanitary napkins from the plastic bag and held it up to him, saying, "Eat a piece and show me."

Shi Mei slightly turned his head, avoiding contact with the sensitive item, and said unhurriedly, "This is a woman’s special bread, men can only look, not desecrate."

"Boring." Shi Keke withdrew her hand, only then realizing that this brand of sanitary napkins was her usual choice, just that it seemed to have a new package.

"Seriously, brother, why did you think to buy me sanitary napkins? I just said I needed to buy something, but didn’t specify what, how did you know what I wanted?" she asked him.

"Because this morning when I went to pick you up at your house, I saw the few numbers you circled on the calendar." His voice was somewhat deep, yet magnetic, each word seemed to imprint on one’s heart.

Shi Keke then remembered that when she was sorting her materials in the morning, he stood in front of her desk watching her, and at that time he did indeed glance at the desk calendar.

And she had a habit of marking her period on the desk calendar every month, placing it in the most conspicuous spot.

So he wasn’t just brushing her off, he was seriously telling her that, although unspoken, he remembered many of her little details in his heart.