Shekh took the paper and tried to hold the pen like Shi Jinzhe did, but the pen had its own ideas and kept slipping in his hand.

The first time she wrote a character, she was too small for the division. She pursed her lips and wrote it a second time.

Shi Jinzhe stood beside her to demonstrate, and Shehe copied his movements, writing them down a second and third time…

Looking at the separated Chinese characters on the paper, he couldn't help but chuckle briefly.

Sheh raised his head expressionlessly, and Shi Jinzhe immediately coughed, pretending nothing had happened.

Shehe practiced writing her name for a whole day. She was surprisingly patient with this. She not only wanted to be able to write it, but also to write it beautifully and artistically.

By the second day of practice, aside from eating and sleeping, I spent all my time repeatedly writing my own name.

At noon, Shi Jinzhe brought out the chicken soup from the casserole. As soon as he entered the house, he heard the security door of the living room slam open.

He closed the door, knowing that his roommate from the other room had returned.

It was noisy outside, and it was clear that there were more than one person. I don't know if they had been drinking or if they were just naturally loud, but the group was talking like they were fighting, which annoyed Shekh.

"It's very noisy."

"If you find it noisy, would you like to go outside after dinner?"

"Where to?" Sheh stopped writing; she hadn't left the small room yet.

"Let's wander around for a bit. We can go see if there's a suitable place to stay; we won't be staying here for more than a few days."

“I want it bigger and taller than this.” Shekh picked up his phone and tapped the screen a few times with one finger. “I want it like this.”

"When did you learn to use a mobile phone?" Shi Jinzhe took the phone and saw the large villas in the wealthy area on it, feeling that this was really difficult for him now.

“I saw you use it like this before you went to bed last night.”

"You're learning pretty fast." He closed the open windows one by one; he couldn't afford to live in any of them, so there was no need to look at them.

When he closed the last few windows, he hesitated for a moment before releasing his finger to restore the original window.

Seeing the bright red "insufficient funds, payment unsuccessful" message, he deeply felt how right he was not to keep his money in the bank.

When I turn off the phone screen, I can only recognize pictures, not words. I just tap randomly, nothing more to say.

After dinner, Sheh picked out a long dress, and Shi Jinzhe, worried that she would be cold, added a thin knitted cardigan over it.

The group of people outside went into the next room, just in time to avoid the two of them. Shi Jin locked the door and helped her downstairs.

In autumn, the northern sun is very comfortable, warm but not scorching. If you get too hot, just go to a shady spot for a while, and the temperature will drop immediately.

Sheh liked the weather; the sun made her feel good, and her body temperature rose.

The two walked on the sidewalk. The commercial area in the suburbs was not as bustling as the city center, but the sidewalk was wide, which was perfect for Sher to walk slowly like this.

As she walked, her eyes suddenly fell on a shop window by the roadside. "That one, I want it."

Shi Jinzhe looked over and saw a pair of gray and white snakeskin high heels, displayed in the most conspicuous position in the shop window, with an estimated height of at least eight centimeters.

Pointed toes, stiletto heels—they look good, but they're obviously designed for disabled people. People who can walk normally probably don't wear them much, let alone someone like Sherlock Holmes.

Shi Jinzhe led her in a different direction: "If you want to, then go in and take a look."

The sales assistant at the door was very attentive, and when faced with Sherlock's extravagant praise, she handled the situation with perfect tact.

When she tried on the shoes, I noticed that she couldn't walk independently, and I subtly reminded her that wearing these kinds of shoes would put a lot of strain on her legs and feet, and that it would be more suitable for her to buy some flat shoes.

Shekh's face was full of stubbornness: "I only want this."

These shoes allow her to see the beautiful snake patterns even without revealing her snake tail. Although they can't compare to her snake tail, she likes them very much.

The sales assistant recommended several pairs of comfortable flat shoes, but Sherhe rejected them all; she only had eyes for these snakeskin high heels.

Shi Jinzhe didn't refuse the sales assistant's offer. Outsiders wouldn't know the situation, so there was no need to explain. "Please, pack it up."

Shech found his words pleasant to hear for the first time, and she nodded, "I can help you again next time."

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Good to know." She replied matter-of-factly, then made another request: "I want to drink that soup again tonight."

"Okay, I'll go back and do it."

When checking out, the sales assistant specifically explained: "Because these shoes have a snakeskin pattern, some people buy them on a whim, only to find they don't like them and return them. Are you sure you want these shoes?"

Shekh stated with certainty, "I really like snakes."

The sales assistant smiled and said, "You like snakes? Then you can go to the city zoo. They recently received a batch of pet snakes that had been confiscated. I took my child to see them, and their colors are especially beautiful."

Sher was intrigued. She took the bag and looked at Shi Jinzhe, saying, "Let's go."

Shi Jinzhe had no right to refuse, so he hailed a taxi and took her to the city zoo.

The zoo wasn't crowded on a weekday. The two bought tickets and heard wolves howling as soon as they entered the park.

Sher looked in the direction of the sound and saw a pack of fat gray wolves under the high barbed wire fence.

She glanced at it twice and then looked away, heading straight for the reptile and amphibian enclosure. As she passed several outdoor animal exhibits, the animals all ran into the indoor exhibits.

The reptile house was very large. Shi Jinzhe stood at the entrance, let out a long sigh, and followed Shehe inside.

Upon entering the exhibition hall, you'll see a massive, ink-colored, artificially bred reticulated python, described as 7.2 meters long, which is the star attraction here.

Shi Jinzhe didn't look at the snakes, but observed the landscaping plants, only occasionally catching glimpses of various snakes hiding in the branches or fallen leaves.

When I saw a snake called the Gaboon viper, it was yawning, and its large fangs were exactly the same as those of Shekh.

Sheh also noticed the fat man's fangs. She stopped and stared at the snake inside. Then, Shi Jinzhe saw the snake turn its head as if fleeing for its life and find a more secluded place to lie down.

Shehe hadn't had enough of the park by 5:30 p.m. when it closed. If the staff hadn't tried to stop her and Shi Jinzhe hadn't promised to come back the next day, she wouldn't have left at all.

What surprised him even more was that Shekh stayed for three days straight. Sometimes she would squat in front of the observation glass and remain motionless for three hours, which made the zookeepers here recognize the two of them.

"I feel like you really want to leave. You're probably tired of watching it all." The old man who kept the pets said enviously, "Your girlfriend likes to watch it, and she's quite clingy."

Shi Jinzhe politely returned the smile; Shekh was indeed very persistent, the kind that could drive you crazy.

On the sixth day, he received a call from the real estate agent, arranging to view the house that day. Only then was Shi Jinzhe finally freed from the snake pit.