Quick travel: Boss, have the guts to fight me!

Chapter 398 Well-known female writer (29)

After staying at He's house for about forty minutes, the smiles on the faces of He Ze and the little old lady never stopped. Xin Jiujiu checked the time on his phone, and it was ten minutes before two o'clock, so he greeted He Xun, let's do it first down to business.

Coming out of the alley, Xin Jiujiu couldn't help but look back.

"what happened?"

"It feels like a world away..."

Xin Jiujiu sighed softly, but He Xun clearly heard the sound of his heart beating faster at this moment.

"I didn't expect that! In such a bustling city, there are still such closed alleys, and there are also poor people like us."

"A nail house?"

"Probably... Demolition and renovation is a good thing. I wish this place would be chosen by builders! I just don't know why, but during the renovation, we became the remaining ones..."

He Xun laughed at himself, and Xin Jiujiu suddenly felt sorry for him, so she speeded up her pace to match his long legs.

"Your house occupies a large area. If it is demolished, the rest of my grandma's life, and the future of you and Heze will be settled. Don't worry! Z city will get better and better. If the builders don't come, the government will be there." The reconstruction, after all, is located in the urban area, sooner or later!”

He Ze was fine, and He Xun had let go of one of his worries, and his mood brightened a lot.

"Little sister, I found that you are very good at comforting people!"

"So-so, third in the world!"

"Pfft... yes!"

"Can what?"

"Both civil and military!"

He Xun smiled erratically, because he was about to cross the road, he had already held Xin Jiujiu's hand involuntarily.

Knowing He Xun's eccentricity, Xin Jiujiu didn't resist and didn't talk nonsense, but couldn't help but look at that well-proportioned hand more.

In the bank lobby, Xin Jiujiu went to the counter to do business, and He Xun sat in the waiting area, holding the contract that was rolled into a cylinder for convenience, rolled it backwards, and unfolded it flat again.

"Okay! Give me the contract."

"Ah."

Xin Jiujiu took the borrowed pen, squatted on the ground, and signed the contract on the chair in the waiting area.

"Here, I forgot to sign."

Xin Jiujiu took a look and realized that she had really missed something, so she made up for it with two strokes.

"Help me check the others, and see if there are any missed signatures."

"Ok!"

People in the waiting area and those passing by should take a second look here, wondering why two high school students in school uniforms are here.

"All right!"

After checking it again, Xin Jiujiu returned the pen, and the next stop is to send it by courier!
Seeing the courier package the contract, Xin Jiujiu breathed a sigh of relief.

And He Xun followed quietly like a bodyguard.

They didn't delay. They returned to school just in time for the end of the first class. He Xun wanted to go back to the classroom, but Xin Jiujiu hurriedly grabbed him.

"Why are you going? Isn't it a physical education class?"

"I don't need gym class!"

"Ok?"

"No...I mean, my brother doesn't have to go to gym class!"

"Eh?"

Xin Jiujiu looked puzzled, and He Xun also didn't understand something.

"You don't know? By the way... are you a new transfer?"

Xin Jiujiu shook her head in embarrassment. She was not a new transfer, but just airborne: "No! I have been in Class [-]!"

"Oh…"

He Xun didn't continue to answer the conversation, but Xin Jiujiu opened up a new way of thinking, a bold idea.

"He doesn't seem to have done morning exercises either! So, is it because of his illness? What exactly is Hezede's illness?"

"..."

He Xun was a little tangled. On the one hand, He Ze had said that he didn't want Xin Jiujiu to know. On the other hand, Xin Jiujiu continued to ask questions. He wavered and felt that there was no reason to hide Xin Jiujiu. Besides, what he was hiding was the truth, but he was just deceiving himself. He really didn't know his brother. What do you think?

"Tetralogy of Fallot, a more complicated type of congenital heart disease."

"..."

　It's a family tradition... I've been hiding it for a long time.

　　Okay, let’s not be too pretentious. In fact, the further you go, the more you will find that the descriptions of the twins should be about the same proportion. They are both protagonists.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)