The so-called School Anniversary, at its root, is simply the founding date of a school, celebrated with an event organized by the school on that day to commemorate its establishment.
This year, the School Anniversary of Jiangzhou University was different from previous years, shifting from outdoors to indoors.
The reason was simple—the weather forecast said it would rain today.
As everyone knows, weather forecasts are usually inaccurate.
But today, it was strangely accurate.
The lead-gray clouds pressed low, and the wind carried a damp chill that slipped into pedestrians’ collars.
The streetlights had been glowing all night without pause, their dim halos spreading into blurry yellow circles in the mist, even the shadows of the roadside trees drooped as if crushed by the low pressure, looking completely drained.
Inside the apartment, the alarm rang promptly at six.
Yu Qing opened her eyes, the red veins in them clearly visible.
She didn’t move, still staring blankly at the ceiling, lying spread-eagle on the bed.
Sometime during the night, her pink pajamas had rolled up to her chest, revealing pink panties below.
If you looked closely, you could see under the bunched pajamas, the two budding jade peaks pressed down by gravity into round cakes, a hint of white tinged with pink and delicate.
It wasn’t until the alarm rang for the third time that Yu Qing finally sat up.
Her head was dizzy, her lower abdomen ached, and for some reason, she suddenly felt a belly full of frustration, wanting to hit something to vent.
Is this just morning grumpiness?
Normally, this was unusual for her—she never had such a bad habit.
Maybe it was the influence of a junior?
She remembered those novels where every rich girl protagonist either had morning grumpiness or low blood sugar—one needed a goodnight kiss every morning, the other could enjoy candy whenever.
When Yu Qing was still a guy, he enjoyed these contrastingly cute settings for female leads, but after turning into this, she wanted to strangle the author who came up with such tropes.
“Better get used to it.
Can’t always—.”
The words caught in her throat.
Yu Qing suddenly fell silent, a wave of annoyance rising in her heart, her impatience growing more obvious.
“Forget it…”
She rubbed her temples and sighed, just about to get up when she suddenly felt a cold sensation below her waist.
?
Did I…wet myself?
Yu Qing’s brain stalled for a moment, but her quick thinking soon made her realize what had happened.
She glanced at the spreading red stain on her pink panties and made a swift decision.
She reached for the sanitary pad she’d prepared on the bedside, skillfully attached it to a fresh pair of pink panties, then quickly took off the soiled pair and put on the new ones.
The whole process was smooth and without hesitation.
Once everything was in order, Yu Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief, the tightness in her chest easing a little.
“No wonder my stomach hurt since last night.
I thought I’d caught a chill, but turns out this arrived.”
Enduring the waves of pain in her abdomen, Yu Qing placed the dirty panties on a stool to prevent blood from staining the sheets.
Luckily, she’d prepared for her period this time—otherwise, the bedsheet would’ve been a goner.
Looking at the spotless, pink Kitty Cat bedsheet, fragrant with the scent of gardenias from her junior, Yu Qing finally allowed a hint of a smile to touch her lips.
This sudden period was a new experience for Yu Qing.
As a former man, the pain was uncomfortable, but still bearable.
Thinking positively, since her period started today, did that mean her junior’s did too?
Yu Qing didn’t know if her junior would be affected, but at least she knew she was hard to influence.
As for this level of pain, she could just tough it out.
She slipped her feet into a pair of pink bunny slippers, got off the bed, dragging the slippers with a slap-slap to the wardrobe, and took out clothes for today.
Today’s outfit was a set of masculine clothes.
As the only one among the three without any influence, Yu Qing needed to hide herself as much as possible, avoiding being exposed too early to the other two and getting kicked out of the game.
Disguising herself as a man wasn’t a brilliant plan, but it was still a useful stopgap.
Holding the clothes, she went to the dressing table, sat on the stool, and netted her hair together, then began today’s makeup.
Using basic makeup skills learned from Teacher Anna, Yu Qing transformed the devastatingly beautiful face of her junior into that of an ordinary boy—freckled, pale, and hidden behind black-framed glasses.
She put on the mushroom-shaped wig she’d bought before.
The cross-dressing plan was now basically complete.
Standing before the mirror, Yu Qing examined herself closely.
Her bangs covered her eyes, and she had to part them to see more clearly.
Just from the head, it was the image of a gloomy, socially anxious boy.
After all, most of her face was covered by this getup.
Unless the glasses were removed and the bangs pushed aside, the chance of being recognized was very low.
Once satisfied with her look, Yu Qing started removing the makeup with cleansing water.
Soon, her face was once again that of a cold, beautiful girl.
She wasn’t stupid enough to go out with makeup straight away.
If she really took the other juniors for fools, then she’d be a real idiot.
Even without direct evidence, Yu Qing was sure there was surveillance left by those two at her apartment door.
If she went out looking like this, not only would it fail to hide her, but it might also alarm them and make them pay more attention to her movements.
She glanced outside.
It was still overcast.
At this hour, the sun hadn’t risen high yet, but even if it had, the thick clouds would block it.
“A bit cold, looks like rain.
Better wear something extra today.”
By extra, she really just meant an additional jacket.
Yu Qing had recently grown fond of dresses—the kind that were easy to put on and take off, making changing clothes a breeze.
There were many stylish dresses, and in her wardrobe, there were several with different styles.
After picking through them, Yu Qing settled on a black, high-waisted, long-sleeved dress adorned with lace and bows.
The skirt barely covered her upper thighs, revealing more with any movement.
After putting on the dress, she found a pair of black lace tights.
Wearing them, they clung tightly to her skin, giving a strange sense of security.
Yu Qing liked the feeling of being tightly wrapped.
On top, she added a long-sleeved, off-white windbreaker with black stripes, which matched well with the dress inside.
As for her legs, Yu Qing went casual—she grabbed a pair of black over-the-knee socks with white stripes from the wardrobe.
They were made of cotton and warm.
Sitting on the bed, her slender fingers rolled the socks into a ball, then slipped her feet from the bunny slippers and into the opening.
Her toes fit perfectly into the base of the sock, and with a gentle pull, the soft fabric slid smoothly up her legs, stopping just before that mysterious place.
She did the same for the other sock, adjusted them, and admired the fresh look.
No matter how she looked, she couldn’t get enough.
Yu Qing lifted her left foot, played with it in her hand, watching her toes wriggle inside the sock, the fabric shifting into various shapes.
After a while, she calmed herself, put on a pair of black slippers, and hid the bunny slippers under the bed.
She walked over and picked up the pair of pink-and-white sneakers behind the door, planning to wear them once she left the apartment.
Although Su Qing Ruan usually came and went early and late, making it hard to run into her, Yu Qing still habitually made some disguises to avoid raising suspicion.
But to be honest, Su Qing Ruan didn’t really have much to do with her.
Even if she knew Yu Qing was now a girl, it probably wouldn’t make much difference.
Still, to avoid trouble, Yu Qing decided to continue her disguise.
She slung the backpack filled with men’s clothes and makeup supplies over her shoulder and prepared to leave.
The arrival of her period made her irritable, and her mind was slower than usual.
This indirectly led to her only realizing, when she opened the door and locked eyes with Su Qing Ruan in the living room, that she’d forgotten to check if anyone was outside.
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