After crossing, I became the most cowardly cub

Chapter 52

Chi Zhihuai frowned, feeling that Shang Han's learning awareness was not good enough.

Learning... learning should be for yourself!

What more? Rewards, too shallow.

She hummed quietly in her heart, and typed: What do you want? A reward?

Han: What do you want? Can you give it?

Chi Zhihuai: I don't want money... I don't want my life!

Shang Han couldn't hold back for a while, and let out a laugh.

Chen Qin raised her head upon hearing the sound, and Shang Han immediately recovered her indifferent expression, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Obviously she was the one who spoke first, but now this expression seems to be Chen Qin's problem.

Chen Qin lowered her head weakly and continued to work on the questions.

Shang Han withdrew his gaze and typed: No money or life, I want you to grant me a wish.

After thinking about it, she added: "It's not an excessive wish."

Chi Zhihuai wanted to be a little reserved, but her hand typed out the word "OK" faster than her brain.

Shang Han didn't reply any more, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She put down her phone, took out a copy of the comprehensive review questions Chi Zhihuai said, and started writing.

Compared with the subject-based and unit-based exercises, the difficulty of the questions that combine the knowledge of each volume has increased by n levels.

Especially since she hasn't done a systematic review, it is inevitable that she will forget some of the knowledge she learned by herself in the early days.

She worked hard, and she was a little irritable after writing half a page. She turned her head to see Chi Zhihuai frowning and struggling with English reading.

The irritable mood suddenly dissipated, Shang Han resisted touching her head, turned his head and continued to do the questions.

With the motivation to go to the hospital with Monk Han tomorrow, Chi Zhihuai successfully completed all the homework before going home, so he can still use the time tonight to memorize English words.

Chen Qin, who was on the opposite side, had only completed half of his homework. Seeing that his deskmate had already finished his homework, he began to doubt himself in shock.

Is it because my brain is too slow, or is her deskmate too strong? !

Chi Zhihuai didn't know what he was doing at all? It seriously hit the confidence of the little deskmate, so he happily packed his things and went home.

Shang Han left with her and drove her to the gate of the community on a motorcycle.

"Take you to the hospital tomorrow morning."

"..." Chi Zhihuai felt that this was a bit strange, but she was really curious about what Shang Han was going to take her to the hospital for, so she nodded readily, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

Shang Han handed her the schoolbag, saw her take two steps, and suddenly stopped her: "If you don't want to go, you can tell me anytime, I don't mind."

Chi Zhihuai turned around and shook his head.

"No, I want to go."

As long as it is related to Shang Han...she wants to know.

After finishing speaking, Chi Zhihuai felt shy for no reason, waved his hands and ran away.

Looking at her back, Shang Han couldn't help but grasp the handle tightly.

For the first time, she wanted to share that past with someone.

She just wants to share with this person.

My younger sister sees such an interesting and lovely person like her...should also like it? I like it very much.

Sunday, clear blue sky, cloudless.

The cool wind blows away the warm sunshine, and the temperature is pleasant.

Because she was going to the hospital, Chi Zhihuai wore a white sweater today, which was clean, but it just made her skin whiter.

She was very thin, and she put on a loose sweater, which gave off a sense of leisure, which gradually calmed down Shang Han's nervous mood.

Riding a motorcycle to the hospital as usual, Shang Han carried Chi Zhihuai's schoolbag on his back and walked into the hospital with his hands in his pockets.

Chi Zhihuai noticed her heavy footsteps, followed silently, and took the elevator to the nursing ward upstairs.

Compared with the ward she lived in last month, this floor is obviously much quieter.

There were no family members pacing back and forth, and no busy nurses. At first, there were only the two of them in the corridor. After walking a few steps forward, I saw a nurse wearing a mask and passing by silently.

Chi Zhihuai had read a lot of horror novels about hospitals before, but now he was a little scared, pretended to be calm, swallowed his saliva and said, "Why are there so few people here?"

Shang Han stopped in his tracks, turned around and said, "The nursery wards are very expensive, and vegetative treatment is a bottomless pit."

Hearing the word "vegetative", Chi Zhihuai's head buzzed.

She probably already guessed who she was going to meet.

Seeing her sad and unbelievable look, Shang Han's hand in his pocket froze for a moment, then he took his hand out of his pocket and held Chi Zhihuai's hand.

The other party was startled, his eyes widened and he was about to withdraw his hand, Shang Han's heart skipped a beat, and he held her even tighter.

"Don't get lost, I'll hold you."

Chi Zhihuai looked left and right at the empty corridor, did not refute her words?, and let her pull him forward.

Shang Han's hand was two circles bigger than hers, probably because he wore less clothes, it wasn't warm when he first held it, but a little cool.

When he walked to the ward, the hand holding her seemed to have gotten a lot hotter.

Chi Zhihuai slightly raised his head to look at her, Shang Han's fingertips seemed to rub against the back of her hand twice, and then let go of her.

In the ward, the curtains were all drawn, and the sunlight poured down, exuding bursts of warmth.

The girl was lying on the hospital bed with her lips tightly closed, as quiet as if she had never lived?

However, in Shang Han's eyes, she has been lively running?, playing around, being naughty?, and told herself the little secrets of each stage of life.

However, is a person who is likely to have no self-awareness any more alive?

When Shang Han walked to her side, Chi Zhihuai was stunned for a few seconds, and then quickly followed.

She had already guessed the identity of the vegetable girl.

At this moment, Chi Zhihuai felt guilty and blamed himself for losing his temper because of Shang Han's sister.

Shang Han is already very sad that her sister has become like this. At that time, she still put on airs and refused to take the initiative to find her. If Shang Han didn't care about coaxing her, would they still be like this?

Chi Zhihuai watched her tuck the quilt for her younger sister, feeling sour in his heart.

Shang Han pulled up two chairs, waited for Chi Zhihuai to sit down, then sat on the other one, and then carefully held up his sister's withered hands.

"This is the friend I told you about before, Chi Zhihuai." After Shang Han finished speaking, he looked at Chi Zhihuai and said, "Her name is Shang Ju, the son of Han Dou."

Shang Han, Shang Ou——Han Ou.

Thinking of this level, Chi Zhihuai adjusted his depressed mood, pretending to ask easily: "Then why isn't your name Han's Han?"

Shang Han smiled: "The fortune teller said that my life lacks water, and 'Han' contains four waters, so I named it. After I had her, my mother said that I don't believe in fate this time, and the names of the two sisters came together. It's 'Han', which sounds nice." After a pause, she continued, "But? She doesn't like the name herself, she thinks it looks good, but it sounds too ugly, and her classmates call her Eggy."

Her words? Unknowingly, they became more and more, Chi Zhihuai looked at her stretched eyebrows, and also bent his eyes and smiled at her.

It was the first time for Shang Han to share his sister's deeds with others, so he couldn't help talking for a while longer.

She could see that Chi Zhihuai didn't feel impatient, and listened very carefully, not what she was worried about before.

The mood that has been suppressed for a long time suddenly found an outlet for release. For the first time in his life, Shang Han, like a nagging old woman, kept recalling the interesting things that happened in the past.

When she was talking dry, she turned her head, and the quiet girl on the hospital bed hurt her heart again.

The smile on Shang Han's mouth suddenly faded a little.

After a moment of silence, she said, "Until that year, she... had an accident."