About an hour later.
The dinner gathering came to an end.
The teachers and students all headed home, each to their own family.
On the way home.
Lin Zichen noticed that Shen Qinghan seemed down, so he stopped and asked, "Hanhan, you look a little low. Did something happen?"
"No, I'm just feeling a bit sleepy." Shen Qinghan forced a smile.
Lin Zichen could tell she was putting on a brave face, but since she didn't want to talk about it, he didn't press her.
As they passed a supermarket up ahead.
Shen Qinghan stopped and said, "Xiao Chen, come in with me and help me buy something."
"Sure." Lin Zichen answered, and went into the supermarket with her.
Once inside.
The two of them walked straight to a shelf at the very back and stopped.
It was stocked with women's intimate products.
Shen Qinghan reached for the top shelf with practiced ease and took down a large pack of adult diapers for women.
Then she looked at Lin Zichen, her pretty face faintly flushed, and said quietly, "I only wear them when I sleep at night. I don't wear them during the day."
Lin Zichen said, "Mm, you told me before."
Shen Qinghan gave a bitter smile. "When I was little, Mom always told me it would get better when I grew up, that I'd stop wetting my pants once I was older."
"But even now, I still wet myself when I sleep at night. I have to wear a diaper every night before I dare fall asleep. It's such a nuisance."
As she spoke, Shen Qinghan's mood sank even lower. "Xiao Chen, I feel like I'm disabled—a disabled person who can't hold her pee."
"You're not disabled."
Lin Zichen looked at her seriously. "Not being able to hold