"Shen Xingmian, have you studied this before?"

Looking out the window at the scenery and the people walking by, Nanzhi couldn't help but ask a question.

Shen Xingmian paused for a few seconds, then said, "No."

"Your shave looks pretty good, young man. You have a lot of potential and can develop further in the future."

The girl's voice was weak, but she tried her best to speak cheerfully. Shen Xingmian did not respond to her and focused on shaving her head.

Long strands of hair fell to the ground, but Nan Zhi didn't even blink. Shen Xingmian, on the other hand, couldn't help but feel tears welling up in her eyes. Fortunately, Nan Zhi couldn't see them, as she was too busy watching the people coming and going outside.

Perhaps Shen Xingmian was too cautious and meticulous, because it was already twenty minutes later when he finished shaving Nanzhi's hair.

"alright."

A hint of regret flashed in Nan Zhi's eyes, then she turned her head with a smile, "Quickly, get me a mirror, let me see."

Shen Xingmian took a small mirror from the cabinet and handed it to Nanzhi.

Nanzhi looked in the mirror. The girl in the mirror was pale and bald. She reached out and touched the top of her head. So this is what it feels like to be bald.

"Shen Xingmian, am I pretty?"

The girl looked in the mirror, and the boy looked at her reflection. After a long while, he nodded. "I think it looks good."

Nanzhi was delighted, "Hehe, I think it looks pretty good too."

After being sick for so many days, Nanzhi feels that she is becoming more and more easily satisfied, living optimistically and positively. This is probably her best mindset.

Nanzhi suddenly felt a heat on her head. She glanced in the mirror and saw the boy's head resting on top of hers, which felt itchy.

"Bald head."

As she slowly uttered the two words, Shen Xingmian's expression was gentle.

Nanzhi: "......"

She glared at him angrily, "You're the bald one! Your whole family is bald!"

Shen Xingmian was amused by her, and with a smile, she said, "Yes, I'm bald too, my whole family is bald."

Seeing that he was going along with her, Nanzhi felt much better. She snorted and said, "If you laugh at me again, I'll scratch your face."

Shen Xingmian: "...Are you a cat?"

Nanzhi said defiantly, "Just consider me one of them."

Speaking of cats, she suddenly thought of Little Grape, "I wonder how Little Grape is doing? Ever since Wu Ke brought it to me, I haven't had much time to spend with it."

Shen Xingmian patted her bald head, "Don't worry, someone will definitely take care of you."

Nan Zhi suddenly felt disappointed. "I should talk to Wu Ke and ask her to take it back, or Qin Yi can take it. It's better than it coming with me."

Shen Xingmian suddenly didn't know how to comfort her. Knowing that she couldn't be discharged from the hospital, he simply couldn't bring himself to say those comforting words. Every word he said would only make Nanzhi more miserable.

...

Nanzhi stared at the head that looked exactly like hers and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, Shen Xingmian, where's your hair?"

After school in the afternoon, when Shen Xingmian arrived at the hospital, Nanzhi saw a bald head. The key thing was the boy's appearance; he looked exactly like a handsome little monk.

"Sit down quickly, let me touch you."

The girl's excited appearance made Shen Xingmian feel that her efforts had not been in vain, as she was quite happy.

Helplessly, he sat on the edge of the bed, head down, waiting for Nanzhi to touch him.

Nanzhi reached out and covered the bald head; it was round and smooth, and the tiny hair roots were a little prickly.

Nanzhi touched it all, she was so happy. "Alright, it's time to eat."

Shen Xingmian took her hand. Knowing that Shen Xingmian was there, the housekeeper would prepare enough food for two people every day when she brought it, and she would deliver it right on time.

Nan Zhi was in a good mood and ate her meal cooperatively. Shen Xingmian basically fed Nan Zhi, unless Nan Zhi asked him to eat in the middle of the meal, in which case he would only eat a bite or two.

Nan Zhi has a small appetite, so Shen Xingmian ate the leftover rice.

Nanzhi had previously mentioned asking the housekeeper to prepare two portions, since Shen Xingmian was a normal person and her meals were different.

But Shen Xingmian refused, saying, "Xixi, I like eating from the same bowl as you, that's fine."

So afterwards, the two of them would take turns feeding each other, but Shen Xingmian cared about Nanzhi and always made sure to feed her first when feeding her.

If you eat bland food, I'll eat bland food with you. If you can't keep your hair, I'll shave my head with you. This was Shen Xingmian's true thought when he was young. No matter what he did, he wanted to walk with his Xixi. Even if there wasn't much time left, this was the little thing he could do at the moment.

Recently, Nanzhi discovered a problem: Gu Ying has disappeared and hasn't been to the hospital for a week.

Nanzhi asked, "Where's Aying? I haven't seen him lately."

After putting down his schoolbag, Shen Xingmian silently washed his hands, then came over and poured Nan Zhi a glass of water. Upon hearing this, he stiffened and said:

"He has a lot of homework lately, and he said he'd come to see you tomorrow."

Nanzhi didn't think much of it and nodded. "I see. I miss him quite a bit after not seeing him for a few days, but studying is more important. I'm not in a hurry here."

As a result, when Shen Xingmian arrived the next afternoon, Gu Ying was not there either, and Nan Zhi felt a little disappointed.

"Come in."

The boy glanced towards the door, and Nanzhi also noticed that there was someone in the corner of the wall by the door; it must be Gu Ying.

Do you want me to come and pull you up?

Shen Xingmian's tone was indifferent. After a long silence, the first thing that caught her eye was a foot. Nanzhi couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. "Aying, what did you do wrong that you're afraid to come in?"

As soon as Nan Zhi finished speaking, Gu Ying rushed out and ran straight to the hospital bedside. "Sister Xi Xi, I was killed by Brother Xing Mian! Look at my hair, doesn't it look like a dog chewed it?"

Gu Ying reached up and touched his hair, which was uneven. Nan Zhi was taken aback and patted his head. "How come you're bald now?"

Gu Ying was furious. "Being bald is one thing, but the worst part is that it looks like a dog chewed on it. My classmates have been laughing at me for the past few days."

Nanzhi asked helplessly, "So you're not coming over these next few days?"

Gu Ying: "......."

On one hand, he felt ashamed of his hairstyle, and on the other hand, he was angry with Shen Xingmian.

“Look up and see my hairstyle.”

Nan Zhi smiled and said something. Gu Ying looked up and saw Nan Zhi's bald head.

He was taken aback at first, then asked in confusion, "Sister Xixi, why did you shave your head?"

In his eyes, girls should have long hair and look beautiful, but now Sister Xixi is bald. Although being bald is beautiful, she has no hair after all.

"It's such a hassle to wash your hair if you keep it like this, this is much better."

Nanzhi ran her fingers through her hair, still smiling.

Gu Ying smiled and said, "She looks good no matter what. Sister Xixi looks good no matter what."

One sentence made Nanzhi laugh.

Gu Ying felt a little heavy-hearted. Could Sister Xixi really be discharged from the hospital?