Chapter 2 first quarter

In the winter of 2010, southern China, blizzard. The departure hall of the Capital Airport was full of people whose travels were blocked due to flight cancellations or delays. Different degrees of cold wave warnings and early warning signals in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple colors were issued in different places.Some airports closed, some reopened, some opened for a while and then closed.From time to time, the crowd cheered or sighed as to which flight could take off or would continue to be delayed. Zou Fei is sitting in the waiting hall, sorting out his camera, preparing to go to Fenghuang, Hunan, to do a special issue of "Where else to spend the Spring Festival at home" for a geographical magazine, and he is in charge of taking pictures.

Accompanying him was the editor of the magazine. Originally, the editor could sit in the office honestly, but the editor took the initiative to apply for a business trip and wanted to take the opportunity of an interview to visit his old lover in another city.Just now the airport announced that the flight to Changsha might be cancelled, and the editor has already arrived at the city where the old lover is.When he just got off the plane, it started to snow over there. I heard that the departure flight would be cancelled. I don’t know how he would explain if his current girlfriend asked him whether he would go home for dinner at night.

Zou Fei’s job is to write travel appointments and provide photos for various travel magazines and websites. He gets paid according to the order. He doesn’t have to work and has no leadership. rest.He is not tired of the current job, nor does he like it enough to consider it as a lifelong career, and he will do it first. After waiting for three hours, Zou Fei was hungry.He didn't have lunch before going out, thinking that he could eat the meal delivered by the stewardess when he got on the plane, but three hours passed, and the stewardess didn't see it. He only saw the ground staff listening to the dispatching station's arrangement on the walkie-talkie, and it didn't open for a long time Boarding port.

Zou Fei entered a noodle restaurant, which was almost full of stranded passengers, and there were not many seats to choose from.He sat down nearby and asked for a bowl of noodles and a drink.Zou Fei likes to observe interesting people and things wherever he goes. He scanned the restaurant, but found nothing. He only saw a woman reading a book sitting at the door—neutral clothes, with a headscarf wrapped around her head. The hair is long and short, the brows are stretched, and the face is peaceful. He looks peaceful and aloof from the world. There is a cup of black tea in front of him. There is no gender in the details. Only the whole can tell that this is not a man.

This woman gave Zou Fei a sense of intimacy, and he didn't know which details made him feel familiar.When the noodles came, Zou Fei didn't think much, and started to eat. Just after eating the noodles, the broadcast said that the plane to Changsha was ready to board.When Zou Fei paid the bill, the waiter handed over a note at the same time as he brought the bill: "The lady who was sitting at the door just now gave it to you." "The one with the turban?" Zou Fei took out the money and asked. "Yes." The waiter pointed to the seat, and the chair was empty.

Zou Fei unfolded the note, which said: "Tong Yue has returned to China, I want to see her, I can make an appointment for you." Below that is the mobile phone number left by that person. Zou Fei entered this number into his mobile phone. It was an unfamiliar number. When he dialed it, the phone was turned off. Zou Fei recalled the appearance of that person just now, and locked the identification range in the university according to the message. Suddenly, his brain seemed to be electrified, and he remembered who she was.In an instant, the people and things at that time emerged together.

At this time, a girl traveling with her parents, carrying a schoolbag and wearing clothes that can identify her as a student at a glance, passed by Zou Fei. It was sunny, refreshing, and full of vigor. It looked so beautiful, which reminded Zou Fei of ten years ago. .Life at that time was as beautiful as this girl. At that time, the houses around the school were 3,100 square meters, and now they are 30,000.At the beginning, none of them thought about buying a set, not because they had no money, and they really wanted to buy it to manage their family needs, but because they didn't know that the life in the dormitory would end, and then they started a new life in the form of personal space.Just like people 50 years ago, they didn't know that the people's communes and big dining halls would disappear, and they enthusiastically sold everything to show their yearning and love for the collective life of communism.Not only them, their parents did not expect China to become like this ten years later, otherwise, whether it is stocks or houses, they will do their best to buy as much as they can.

Of course, stocks and houses hadn’t entered their concept at that time. They just wanted to have a car, even Xiali, not to speed up their lives—they didn’t need to speed up their lives, they just wanted to take their beloved girl to see the sea.They don't realize that they have to pay for gas, and the feeling of seeing the sea goes deeper into their hearts than the practical issue of gas, which makes them care.Later, when they started buying cars, no one bought Xiali. At this time, the nature of buying cars has changed for them, because they have also changed. At that time, business had not penetrated into life as much as it is now. There were not many cars, restaurants, and entertainment venues to choose from. People could have some choices other than business and only for their own hearts; the cost of falling in love was very low In other words, it is basically zero. When two people are together, only one reason is enough, and that is that they like each other.

At that time, I thought that there were only slaves in feudal society, but I didn’t know that socialism also had slaves—house slaves, car slaves, card slaves, and child slaves were unheard of at that time. People can live noblely, and they can also live for their ideals.In short, people can live actively and with quality, without having to do anything for something. At that time, they were eighteen years old. Their story began in 1998. People who didn't go to college think that after entering college and getting a diploma four years later, they can find a decent job and spend their whole life without overwork, but no one has ever mentioned the students' difficulties during these four years. Depression is like only seeing how prostitutes buy expensive goods, but turning a blind eye to the bitterness and spiritual pain of their earning money.

In the summer of 1998, for the group of children born in the early 1980s, there were two things that would be unforgettable: the World Cup in France and their admission to university. The former allowed them to spend a summer accompanied by sweat and cold beer or Coke, but it did not have much impact on the lives of most people, while the latter, like a bus, pulled them from the starting station at the same time. Get on the train, but drive to a different station.The reactions of the people in the car are also different. Some people look at the stop signs for fear that they have passed by, some people fall asleep when they get on the bus, some people joke along the way, some people are attracted by the novelty they see, and some people get motion sickness and feel sick all the way.

Many years later, when they recalled that period of college, they were finally able to clearly discover the differences between themselves and the people around them through the different status quo. old" and such.At that time, when they boarded the university bus, they didn't realize the difference between themselves and others and that this difference would lead to different fates. So, they have no choice. As soon as the beginning of autumn passes, Beijing begins to cool down. By the end of August, the feeling of summer is basically gone. On September 1st, I don’t know if the weather was really like this or Zou Fei was in a good mood. He actually realized the description of the weather in literary language: the heat is gone, the autumn is crisp, the breeze is blowing, the sky is high and the clouds are wide. In such a beautiful weather, Zou Fei walked into the university campus.He felt that what he should do in the future, if he still described it in literary language, would be: spread his wings and fly high! Being in such a good mood is because Zou Fei feels that he has finally escaped - escaped from his family and school.In his concept, a university is not a school, only a place like a middle school where teachers supervise and study every day can be called a school, and a university is a place for playing, so it should be called a "playing school".Of course, this was just his own good idea. After a few days of formal classes, he realized that since the university belongs to the Ministry of Education rather than the Ministry of Culture or the General Administration of Sports, it cannot be a place to play, it can only be a school. Before entering the university, Zou Fei’s knowledge of the university was limited to the narration of the male class teacher who was not a few years older than them: No matter which university, there will be a grassland full of people—some lying down to read books, some Some sit and play the guitar, some run and fly a kite, and some pile up and mess around... Speaking of which, some students will ask, how embarrassing is that?The head teacher said, it’s okay, it’s covered with clothes, and I didn’t say it must be during the day, there will be students on the grass at night, and they don’t go back to the dormitory in summer, they just spend the night on the grass.Some students will ask again, what should I do when I wake up at night?The head teacher said, can a living person be suffocated by urine?What you care about should not be this kind of problem. I tell you this to let you know that the hard work today is for the sake of not working hard tomorrow—if you fail to enter the university, you have to repeat the study. Leave all the current energy for studying, and wait for more energy to play in the future!To put it bluntly, if you sleep less now, you will be able to play more in the future!From today onwards, you should not go to bed before twelve o'clock. If anyone can ensure that he sleeps for more than six hours a day, then he is wasting his life! At that time, Zou Fei didn't know the relationship between fiction, obscenity and life. He thought that university was really like this. He was afraid that he would not have the opportunity to work hard in the future. He also worried that he would have to play for four years after entering university. He had to bite the bullet and play until graduation, which once made him feel disheartened about going to college just to play. The head teacher is from a normal school, and he has no contact with students majoring in science and engineering. I don't know how such people got through four years of college.When Zou Fei became a college student whose head teacher didn’t understand him, he discovered that if a person’s understanding of the world is narrow, but he has no awareness and describes the world to the uninformed, then this kind of misleading will have a great impact on the world. How cruel it is to the listener—Zou Fei thought that he should spend more on sneakers when he went to college, but he didn’t expect that the most expensive thing to wear a pair of sneakers was his brain—to learn all kinds of scientific and cultural knowledge in order to serve National defense construction, the country's "Eleventh Five-Year" plan, and his own career development are due diligence, especially when he loses interest in these knowledge and feels that he can't do his part for the country, he needs to use his brain to think about how not to do his part. You can also pass the exam difficulties in class. It is undeniable that there are indeed college students who have played in the past four years, but it depends on what major you are studying.There are some majors that can be fooled around for four years, such as art, Chinese, sports, etc. Zou Fei's major is automobile manufacturing and design.Although there is the word "automobile", it is not a fashionable major, and it is relatively boring. This is gradually reflected in the courses I will learn in the future. This is the first time Zou Fei has entered the university campus.At this time, his impression of the university was still the scene described by the head teacher. He inquired where there was a lawn with great reverence, and then went to worship.The result was very disappointing. Except for the workers who were watering, there was no one on it, and there were no traces of anyone lying, sitting, running, or sleeping.At this time, he turned his head and saw a sign standing next to it: the grass is growing, no entry. With a little disappointing first impression of the university, Zou Fei walked through the teaching building and went to the freshman registration office.A few unattractive boys with inappropriate clothes were smoking at the door of the men's room. While smoke was coming out of their mouths, there were also many academic terms that Zou Fei had never heard before. A girl came out of the women's room and asked them I have seen the first few chapters, and the boys said that they have read almost half of it.This scene made Zou Fei secretly regret: It’s over, I came to the wrong place, the academic atmosphere here is too thick, there are people discussing studies in the corridors before the start of school, and I have already read half of the book, if I knew it, I almost missed the exam son's school. A year later, Zou Fei took the final exam and saw a familiar face in the exam room. He was unattractive and inappropriately dressed. From the student numbers written on the blackboard, he could recognize that this person was a senior student. Now he follows Make up exams for lower grades.Zou Fei recalled when and where he first saw this person, and vaguely recalled that the professional term he heard that day was from the class he was going to take today. My son was preparing for the make-up exam at the beginning of school, but he still hadn't passed it and took the exam again. When you arrive at the freshman registration office of your department, you report your name, pay the money, and receive the washbasin, bedding and dormitory keys, and you are considered enrolled.This made Zou Fei feel similar to staying in a hotel, except that there are more rules here, and he will have to make the quilt by himself in the future. When Zou Fei was going through the formalities, a woman of unknown age—some people believed that she was 28, and some people believed that she was 18—was chatting and laughing with a senior boy who was in charge of registration. The eyes showed the desire to please and possess her. As a homosexual, Zou Fei was familiar with this gaze, but as a heterosexual, he couldn't tell whether the woman was a senior sister or a coquettish young female teacher.In short, she made Zou Fei feel that the women in college are really different from the women in middle school. With the guy in his arms, Zou flew to the dormitory building.The university is really big. There are only a dozen dormitory buildings, eight cafeterias, and two playgrounds. Compared with Zou Fei's middle school, it is a world of difference.In the old middle school, there was only a five-story teaching building and a few rows of bungalows. The space was so small that the playground was built in a circle of 187.5 meters, and it could not even be built for 200 meters.At the foundation laying ceremony, the principal also said impassionedly: Don’t underestimate the size of this playground, it’s just right, and it’s enough to run 1,500 times, exactly eight laps.Immediately, girls who were good at math were discussing in the audience, saying what should we girls do if we run 800? Do we have to run 4.26666... ​​do we keep going for six rounds?The physical education teacher next to me heard that the feet grow on your legs, which is enough for 800 meters. Can't you just stop? The line is drawn there, and it doesn't matter how many times it turns.Since then, in the annual sports meeting, many students who participated in the 100-meter race will practice cornering skills on the playground. After inquiring all the way, Zou Fei finally found his dormitory building - a beige five-story building, standing bare on a green field.The age of the building seems to be 30 to 40 years. In order to welcome the new students, the exterior walls have just been painted, but they still cannot hide the oldness. old. It may be that the school didn't have enough money to paint the exterior walls, and the interior was not painted. The walls of the corridors are old, but the four big red lacquer characters on them are very bright and eye-catching: Girls stop.Obviously it was newly sprayed on. It is said that before these four words, if you just look at the gender distribution in the dormitory, it is difficult to tell whether it is a male dormitory or a female dormitory.The situation in the girls' building is the same. At the beginning of the school year, four big characters are also sprayed: Boys stop. Zou Fei's dormitory is on the fourth floor, which means that no matter what he goes out to do in the future, he has to climb four flights of stairs when he comes back. The students on the fifth floor are more balanced. The door of the dormitory was locked, and Zou Fei thought he was the first to arrive, so he took out the key to open the door.He guessed that there would be a dusty and empty room behind the door waiting to move in, but what appeared in front of him was a large table of dishes, with an electric stove in the middle of the table, and a pot of boiling water sitting on it. The not-young face was hidden among the pots of cabbage, wormwood stalks, and hairy belly. This man was holding a chopstick of mutton and was about to put it in the pot. Zou Fei thought he had made a mistake, so he quickly took half a step back to look at the dormitory number on the door. "Don't look, one key opens one lock, that's right." The not-young face said as he put the mutton into the pot. "Then who are you?" Zou Fei walked to the table, looked at this person who seemed to regard this place as his home and asked. "I'm your roommate." Said the not-young face. Zou Fei looked around, and the dormitory had already been marked by him living here for a long time, so he asked, "When did you come?" "At this time four years ago." The not-young face fished out the mutton from the pot, "Is there still a bowl, let's eat together?" "I'm not hungry." Zou Fei found his bed, put it on the bunk, and put down his things, "Are you insured?" "Accordingly, I should go to graduate school, if I am not sick." The not-young face dipped in the small ingredients, eating with relish, "I was sick in my freshman year, and the school agreed that I should go to school while recuperating. It doesn't matter how many years you can graduate, because I am sick." Judging by the way he eats, he doesn't look like someone who is sick.Zou Fei didn't inquire about any illnesses anymore, and looked at the water in the pot running arrogantly on the electric stove, admiringly: "Isn't the dormitory not allowed to use the electric stove?" "So I slammed the door." The not-young face put fat in the pot again, "I just finished taking the make-up exam today, and I have to make up for myself. I'm sick." As he spoke, he took out two walnuts from his pocket, kneaded them, and waited for the pot to boil. Zou Fei looked at the roommate in front of him who was quite similar to his grandfather and asked, "What's your name?" "Just call me Lao Xie." The not-young face squeezed a peanut and threw it into his mouth, "I must be older than you, are you a freshman?" Zou Fei also followed Lao Xie to grab a handful of peanuts, and involuntarily picked up another pair of chopsticks on the table: "I performed supernormally in the examination room, and I didn't succeed in the past." "It is estimated that you can graduate before me." Lao Xie said with emotion, "I have already sent away a batch. I don't know how many batches I can send away before I graduate." "Aren't you going to be able to graduate after earning all the credits?" Zou Fei saw that Lao Xie's bookshelf was full of brand-new textbooks, without any trace of flipping through them. "After you have passed the exam, you will know that the credits are not so easy to get. I have to go to the hospital every now and then, and I don't have time to study." Lao Xie said calmly, "My illness is not serious enough to get married My mother discussed it with the school, and the school agreed that I could get married while I was in school, so I don’t think it will be ten or eight years, and I won’t be able to graduate.” Zou Fei couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic towards Lao Xie, but Lao Xie himself was extremely optimistic, and asked Zou Fei, "There's chili oil, would you like it?" At this moment, the pot boiled, and Zou Fei picked up the chopsticks and was about to get something to eat. Suddenly, Lao Xie grabbed the chopsticks, stuffed them under the mattress together with his own pair, and then did something that Zou Fei still cannot believe. What happened: In less than ten seconds, the folded towel on the bed was unfolded in the air, and after falling, the things on the table were tightly covered, and then a chess set was taken out of the drawer, placed on the uneven towel Spread out the chessboard, grabbed the red and black chess pieces, set up a half-played chess game, then suddenly faced the chessboard and thought as if he had changed himself, and whispered to Zou Fei: "Don't look up, just stare at the chessboard. checkerboard." Before the words were finished, the door opened, and a middle-aged fat woman appeared at the door. "Building Chief." Lao Xie glanced at the fat woman, didn't get up, his eyes fell on the chessboard again, and said to Zou Fei seriously: "General!" Zou Fei was very surprised that Lao Xie, who was eating hot pot ten seconds ago, could have predicted that the building chief would come in ten seconds later. What turned out to be a game of "Huoshao Lianying", this is a well-known endgame on the streets of Beijing. Many chess lovers have lost money in this game. "Playing chess!" The building chief had no doubts about the scene in front of him. "Pao Yiping San." Zou Fei cooperated with Lao Xie to make a move. "Seven to five." Lao Xie took it easy, and asked the building manager at the same time, "Is there anything wrong with you?" "It's okay, I'm just doing random checks." The building manager also felt that he was redundant in front of two fiercely fighting chess fans, and in order to show that he was not redundant, he saw the towel and quilt on the table, "Take the quilt." How nice it is to get the sun off the roof!" This was originally a common saying, but Lao Xie was a guilty conscience, but he took it as a temptation from the building manager. He thought that the building manager had discovered something, so he didn't dare to answer rashly. He subconsciously moved his gaze from the chessboard to the towel quilt. A stream of steam is rising through the quilt.Old Seldon felt bad, disheartened, put down the chess pieces in his hand, and said involuntarily: "A wise man is bound to make a mistake if he thinks about it, but he still can't defend well." Lao Xie gave up resisting and waited for the ruling of the building manager. At worst, the electric stove would be confiscated. There cannot be a place to rest in school. The building manager also froze in place. She tried to persuade Lao Xie to go to the roof to dry the quilt, but Lao Xie didn't even bother to answer her. She didn't know what to do next, whether to leave silently by herself, or to have a few more conversations.At this time, the water vapor rising from under the towel also caught her attention, and she was about to step forward to have a look, but she heard a woman laughing wantonly from the corridor. This laugh saved Lao Xie.The complexion of the building chief suddenly changed. The appearance of this kind of female voice in the boys' dormitory was a blatant provocation to her, and she laughed so casually. The building manager has to accept countless challenges every year: students don't make quilts, steal prohibited electrical appliances, smoke in the dormitory, don't flush the toilet after going to the toilet... Faced with these, she can't take it to heart, scolding, "This f*cking coward!" (Creating characters, corpse + from) the child" passed away, but when she faced the challenge of a younger and more beautiful girl than herself, she could no longer let it go with a smile. This is a challenge that does not respect the old and love the young. The challenge to her heart is a challenge that ignores the laws of time, and a challenge that reminds her that her youth is gone. Only by suppressing the arrogance of the challenger can she prove her worth. The building chief turned around, and greeted him with a more rambunctious voice: "Who is this? Why are you so hot!" The wanton female voice did not stop abruptly, but weakened gradually until I finished laughing. "Hello, Building Manager!" A boy looked at the fat woman who suddenly blocked the road by surprise, and immediately changed into a hippie smile, asking, "Have you eaten yet?" "Why did you bring the girls up here?" The building manager didn't like this. "This is a freshman in our department, come to my dormitory to borrow some books." The boy tried his best to be aboveboard. "Did you see what words were sprayed on the wall downstairs?" the building manager asked. "I didn't see it." The boy pretended to be confused. "I see, 'Girls stop', what's wrong?" The girl said indifferently. "If you see the words, don't go in. You are already in college, so you should understand what these four words mean!" said the building chief. "I'm here to borrow books." The girl said disapprovingly. "I can't do anything!" The building manager's tone was firm, and at the same time, it revealed that she firmly believed that boys brought girls to her dormitory, whether it was in the name of borrowing books or using the computer, it was to do other things. And what this other thing is, she can't say, and people of her age are ashamed that boys and girls nowadays take it so casually. While the building manager was dealing with the pair of boys and girls in the corridor, Lao Xie and Zou Fei quickly shifted the hot pot position.During the cleaning process, Zou Fei asked Lao Xie: "How do you know the building chief will come?" "In terms of feudal superstition, it is based on feeling; in scientific terms, sound or smell will form tiny waves and be transmitted to my brain." Lao Xie said after unplugging the electric stove. "Then why don't I feel it?" Zou Fei sniffed. "How long have I lived here, and I'm sick." Old Xie said with mystery. Zou Fei waited for the second half of Lao Xie's sentence. After a while, Lao Xie murmured: "God is fair. When it cuts off a person's way to go in one direction, he will inevitably give him a way in another direction. God confiscated my health, so it will naturally Give me a feeling that ordinary people don't have." After tidying up, the two came to the corridor, watching the bustle, the building leader and the boys and girls were still fighting wits and courage. "It's okay not to let girls in, but you have to explain why. We are all adults, and the university must respect human rights!" The girl who arrived. "Why? It's for your own good!" The building manager looked like someone who had come here. "Why is it bad for us to enter the boys' dormitory?" The girl said generously. "There's no need to say it so clearly. Girls are not allowed to enter the boys' dormitory anyway. This is the rule!" The building manager was backed by the system and had a tough attitude. "If I really don't think well, why not go to the boys' dormitory?" The girl turned and left after speaking, leaving the building chief with endless imagination. Not to be outdone, the building manager said, "It's your business where it's not good, anyway, it can't be under my nose." The boy comforted the building manager: "You are a freshman, you are young, you don't know how to behave, please calm down, I will educate her." After speaking, he went to chase the girl. The hallway was already surrounded by many spectators. The building director's dignity was openly challenged on the first day of school, and he couldn't bear it anymore. He said to himself, "I should go to the meeting", and left in a hurry. After reading it, Lao Xie concluded: "After all, he is a freshman, and he doesn't know how to save the country with curves." Then he went back to the house. Back in the house, there was one more person.The first thing I saw was not this person, but an extra bed of books, and then I realized that there was a person standing next to him. "My name is Shang Qinghua." A man wearing glasses said as he put down the books he was sorting out. "Just go to the library to borrow any books you want to read, and you don't have to buy old ones yourself." Lao Xie checked the number of books with his eyes and said, "This is enough to buy more than 100 catties of mutton slices!" Shang Qinghua adjusted his glasses and said, "I can't eat mutton, I'm allergic." Later, everyone discovered that Shang Qinghua was not only allergic to mutton, but also to beef, pork, chicken, and even sesame seeds, except for reading books. At this time, two washbasins appeared at the door at the same time, and a person stood behind each washbasin, coming in one after the other. The one who kicked the ball in front was called Rossi. He was a sports student and a second-level football player.Sleeping on the upper bunk, from the moment he jumped onto the bed, it can be seen that his skills are vigorous.Rosie's eyes were bright, but without the glare usually seen in sportsmen's eyes, they were warm and friendly.He piled things up on the bed and asked, "Who is going to play football?" Fan Wenqiang came in from behind with a cigarette in his mouth. He slept on Rossi's lower bunk. After putting down his things, he took out a game console from his bag and connected it to the TV. He couldn't see the picture, thinking that the game console was broken and needed to be dismantled and repaired. He was blocked by Lao Xie. "It may be that the students in our class watched the third-class movies and broke the plug in the back." Lao Xie recalled, "A video recorder was moved around in several dormitories, and several TVs were broken." Fan Wenqiang was not reconciled, took out the screwdriver and poked around behind the TV, and used violence from time to time. After a while, he beat and kicked and fiddled with it. He couldn't wait to connect the game console and asked who would play with him.Rossi asked if there was any football game, and Fan Wenqiang said that you didn't know any games that I didn't have here, so the two played football games with a handle each. There are three bunk beds in a dormitory, sleeping six people, and five of them have already arrived. Like the head of the family, Lao Xie sat on his bed and said meaningfully: "I don't know what the last one will be like." Just as he was talking, a small boy from the south came in empty-handed, followed by a tall man. From his respectful appearance, it could be seen that he was not the father of the small boy, but probably his father's son. The little boy looked around the dormitory, and focused on his empty upper berth. He turned around and left without waiting for everyone to greet him, and said lightly to the tall man, "Let's go, No more." The tall man could only obey and not participate in the opinions. He nodded to the five people in the room, closed the door, and disappeared. "Fool!" Fan Wenqiang has been playing the game console under the TV, not knowing whether he is complaining about his poor skills or pointing out something. "Whether he can get in or not, the university is poking here." Lao Xie took out a handful of medicine from various bottles, swallowed it with his head up, and then said, "Whether you take the medicine or not, the disease does not get better, but I still Gotta eat."