Shunzi and Han Bing returned home to Fenghuang Community.
Shunzi asked: "Is it okay for you to skip class in order to accompany me to the hospital?"
Han Bingbing said coldly: "It doesn't mean much if you can't take those classes. I know them well, and I'm in the top ten in my grade every time I take the exam."
"It's pretty awesome." Shunzi said with a smile, "I don't know how to do it. I'm very repelled by the knowledge in textbooks."
"But you know more things than me." Han Bing looked at the various musical instruments placed at home, including pianos, saxophones, guitars, basses, drums, flutes, etc., and there were even some in the corner.
Holding an erhu. Han Bing feels that as long as some people who know how to play musical instruments come here, they can hold a concert immediately.[
Not only that, Shunzi also seems to be involved in sports, including Western swords, boxing gloves, sandbags, arm strength machines, treadmills and other large and small fitness equipment. There is even a wooden dummy for practicing Wing Chun in the corner.
Han Bing was almost in confusion. She felt that Shunzi's life was really weird.
"Ahem." Shunzi coughed lightly and said, "Those musical instruments can only show that my family has a lot of spare money. And these sports facilities... I really like them, but now as my body becomes weaker and weaker, these things
It’s of no use anymore, sooner or later it will have to be sealed up as a relic.”
Han Bing couldn't figure out why people like Shunzi, who always put a sunny smile on their lips, should face life positively, why they spoke so pessimistically.
However, Shunzi's health is indeed getting worse now, and her face is often pale with no blood at all. Especially after vomiting blood, it is more like coming back from the dead, and she can remain motionless for a long time.
Entering the house, Shunzi looked very tired. He sat on the sofa and panted, not paying attention to Han Bing for the moment. Han Bing didn't care, he had nothing to do, and started cleaning the house again.
This is one of Han Bing's habits. It may have been developed in the restaurant at home. He really couldn't stand the messy furnishings. So he started to clean up again, first sweeping, mopping, and then plastering.
Shunzi looked at Han Bing who was busy with his business, and couldn't help but said: "You are really a princess who works hard on your body. You obviously don't have to do so many things."