Chapter 1 — My Fiance Punished Me To Stand In The Sun

On the second day of military training, I got my period. My lower abdomen hurt like a meat grinder, my face turned pale, I asked the coach for permission: "Coach Luc, I have menstrual cramps, can I go to the medical room to rest..." He didn't bother to lift his eyelids, his voice was cold: "Tong Dao, one hundred and twenty eyes of the whole company are watching. You are my fiancee, you have to know how to avoid causing misunderstandings." "If you don't report and voluntarily leave the team, either run three thousand meters, or stand at attention." three hours under the hot sun. Choose for yourself, don't expect special treatment." I bit my lip, digging my nails into my palms: "But I really can't stand it anymore..." Finally, he looked up, his eyes were stern as if he was giving a lecture: "If other people can stand it, so can you." "Even if you faint today, you must faint in my ranks." In the thirty-nine degree heat, I was exposed to the sun for three hours. The new watch was brought to the medical room. When I woke up, the voices of my fiance and my childhood friend Lam Vi were heard from the bed next to me: "If you are allergic to ultraviolet rays, I will directly ask for your exemption from training." "Next time, just rest assured and rest assured, don't try to endure it anymore." Listening to their conversation, then remembering how righteous he looked when he punished me, anger suddenly welled up in my chest. I picked up the phone on the nightstand and called the number I had long memorized. "Brother, I accuse your subordinate Luc Tram of abusing his position for personal gain."... As soon as I hung up, the phone vibrated repeatedly. Messages in the group keep popping up. I opened the first video. In the picture, I fell face down on the asphalt track, behind the leg of my camo pants there was a wet dark red patch stuck to the fabric. "Is this Tong Dao pretending to be sick to seduce coach Luc?" "Coach Luc is so honest, so handsome! This kind of person who did this to me must be punished!" Tiger." "Menstrual string all over my pants, so disgusting." The group of more than four hundred people sent messages so fast that their eyes couldn't keep up. The academic advisor sent a sentence, "Let's talk civilly", below was a series of "Yes", but when we turned around, they continued to send messages. I turned off the screen, my palms sweaty. Since childhood, my body has been cold, and every time I have my period, I have menstrual cramps. When severe, there is vomiting and diarrhea to the point of shock. The time I fainted in class in high school, Luc Tram skipped the training session and rode his bike across half the city to find me. It's not that he doesn't know. However, when menstrual blood flowed along the inside of my thighs, my face turned pale, my body staggered and was about to fall, Luc Tram stood three meters away, held a loudspeaker and coldly said: "Stand up straight, don't sway. Three hours of military posture, not even a second is enough." The phone continued to vibrate. The curtain was yanked open. Luc Tram stood at the door, his eyes slid from my face to the phone, his eyebrows furrowed into two vertical lines. "Tong Dao, are you still in the mood to play on your phone?" He took two steps forward. I didn't lock the screen, he grabbed the phone directly. The screen is still bright, the last sentence "That's terrible" is at the top. He glanced over, expressionlessly stuffing the phone into his pocket. I raised my head and stared at him: "Give it back to me." "Normal afternoon training." "Two hours of gathering at the gymnasium. Being one minute late counts as being absent from training, I will report straight to the department to punish you." My lips were white, my throat was as dry as if it were on fire. Hearing that, my anger flared up even more: "Luc Tram! I have heat stroke, uncle."

Doctor Truong said I had to have an IV drip for three days." Luc Tram's face darkened slightly, but his words were still as heartless as before: "Don't use Doctor Truong to pressure me. Just the second day of military training, I did not participate in training. Do you have any team spirit?" "Tong Dao, your ladylike personality, when you come to me, you should take it back." "Missy's personality?" I put my hand on the edge of the bed, pulled open the curtain next to me. I pointed at the person lying on the bed, loudly questioning: "If she's allergic to ultraviolet rays, she's exempt from training. I had a heatstroke and fainted, had to be given intravenous fluids, and you said I was a lady?" His voice lowered: "Lin Vi's physical condition is special, she has a certificate from the school hospital." "And you, what girl doesn't have menstrual cramps? Everyone else can handle it, only you are precious." Lam Vi's soft voice rang out: "Coach Luc, you two stop arguing..." "Or give your training exemption to Tong Dao, you'll be fine..." Luc Tram turned his head, raised his hand towards the bed next to him: "No need, you should rest well." He turned back, his eyes cold as if covered with a layer of crushed ice. "Two o'clock in the afternoon, gymnasium." "Transmission." After the translation, I pulled out the needle myself and came. Don't make me have to go to the dormitory to arrest someone." The curtain was thrown down, the curtain hook hit the iron bar, making a "click" sound. The sound of footsteps gradually moved towards the end of the hallway. I lost all my strength, tried to suppress the tears welling up in my eyes and called my father directly: "Dad, I want to cancel my engagement with the Luc family." "Dao Dao? What happened?" My tears fell onto the phone screen. I cried while telling the reason. The other end of the line was silent for three full seconds. "Don't cry, Dao Dao. If you don't want to go to training, you don't have to go." "Tong Chan Hai's daughter doesn't need to use military training to prove herself. Let dad handle the engagement." I tightened my grip on the phone and nodded vigorously. All three generations of the Song family followed the military. The engagement between the two families was a childhood engagement agreement established by the grandfather's generation. But the person who really made this marriage established was Luc Tram. He also joined the army and wanted to rely on the Song family to advance further. All these years, the Song family secretly and openly paved the way for Luc Tram, unexpectedly. I became a stepping stone for his public-private reputation. I'll show him how painful it is to step on Tong Dao! In the afternoon, I didn't go to training but went straight back to the dormitory, my roommates had all gone to training. I was wearing a waist warmer, and as soon as I crawled into bed, the phone showed a post on Lam Vi's personal page Neat and straight black color. The status line reads: "Thank you for the special attention and approval of coach Luc. Being allergic to ultraviolet rays is really annoying. Luckily, there was a coach who helped me get an exemption from training. I'm so lucky to meet such a responsible coach." The comment section went on for several floors. Some people praised Coach Luc for being good, some said she was lucky, and there was a comment that mentioned my name: "Some people pretend to be sick so learn from others. Real sick people quietly recuperate, unlike some people who just like to act." Lam Vi replied below: "Oh, don't talk nonsense. Coach Luc treats everyone the same, it's just that my physique is special so there's no other way." I stared at the wavy mark at the end of the sentence, my stomach rolled, the phone in my hand was hot. Footsteps were heard outside. Luc Tram stood first, behind were my three roommates. He opened the notebook in his hand to a page,

glanced and then raised his head towards my top bunk. "Tong Dao, get down here." I sat still without moving: "I'm resting." "You're away from training in the afternoon." He closed the notebook, patted it twice: "In sixth grade, the third company had their collective points deducted. You alone dragged the entire dorm room." I immediately looked at him: "I'm not going to train, what does it have to do with them?" "Collective solidarity regime. Article seven." Military training regulations, if one person violates, the whole room will be punished." Luc Tram leaned over to make way at the door: "Everyone go to the hallway, do two hundred squats." "If you don't do it, the whole room will be publicly criticized tonight, and at the same time disqualified from voting for the exemplary internal affairs department." Everyone's faces turned pale. "Luc Tram! You dare!" I got out of bed, blocking my roommates' faces: "If you want to target me, just target me, don't marry my roommate." "I'll just stand still here. If you have the guts, tell the school to expel me!" Luc Tram's face turned ugly. At the end of the hallway, footsteps were heard. Ms. Chu, the academic advisor, hurried over, still carrying a bag of medicine in her hand. Seeing a line of people standing in front of the door, Ms. Chu's face immediately changed. "Coach Luc, what's going on?" Luc Tram turned his head to look, his tone not softening at all: "Tong Dao was absent from afternoon training, according to regulations, the whole room must be implicated." Ms. Chu took two steps forward, blocking between Luc Tram and a few girls, lowering her voice: "Coach Luc, this morning Tong Dao fainted from heat stroke, the school doctor told her to lie down. I've already explained this to you." "Explanation is explanation, rules are rules." Hearing his straightforward words, my face became gloomy: "If that's the case, should room 309 also do two hundred squats?" Ms. Chu stood in the hallway, looked at me and then looked at Luc Tram, lowered her voice and asked what happened. Luc Tram opened the book to read the regulations, I raised my hand to stop him. "Just now you said the whole room must be involved." "My absence from training implicates the whole room 308, so why is Lam Vi absent from training but room 309 is not squatting?" The corners of Luc Tram's mouth drooped down, a stiff line appeared in his jaw. "Lin Vi has formal training exemption procedures from the school hospital, a certificate of ultraviolet ray allergy is full. enough.” “Enough?” I took out my phone, opened Lam Vi's post from three days ago and brought it straight to his eyes. “Golf course, four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun shines so much that her face reflects light. Can you show me which person who is allergic to ultraviolet rays can stand in the sun to play golf?” The training session had just ended, and the people at the end of the hallway were getting more and more crowded. Seeing us, everyone immediately started talking: "Why is coach Luc here..." "Isn't that person Tong Dao? I heard she deliberately seduced the coach..." "What happened? Even the academic advisor came." Luc Tram's eyes scanned the faces in the crowd. When he turned back, the vertical wrinkles between his eyebrows remained unchanged, but the volume had lowered. "Tong Dao, I'll give you three days." "It's okay to recuperate, you can go to the school hospital on your own. After three days, you can't use any excuses to miss training anymore." "I did it because I was thinking about the whole squad. You also don't want the squad to not be voted as an advanced squad because of you, do you?" Having said that, he closed the book and turned to leave. go. The crowd parted to make way. That back is still straight. Ms. Chu followed, wiping the sweat from her forehead as she walked. The crowd in the hallway gradually dispersed. The door closed and the dormitory became quiet.