Zheng Ren was like a squirrel, jumping around on the white snow. Later, he gradually became happy. It was boring to others to just repeat a simple action, but Zheng Ren didn't think so.

But the snow seemed much bigger than I thought. It had been nearly 36 hours, and you could still see countless white snowflakes flying gently in front of you. The street lights were blurred. Zheng Ren took a look at the time, and at 5:45.

Generally speaking, Yiren gets up at six o'clock, and I wonder if she can't get up because she doesn't have to go to work, does not cook breakfast, and times worse.

If the Swedish people get up, the bustling crowd will definitely break these four words.

Zheng Ren habitually thought about various possibilities, just like seeing a doctor, and first did predictive analysis.

A solid Swedish man walked over with a staggering pace, his steps slightly staggering.

Zheng Ren started to hurt after seeing it. It seemed that he had been in a bar overnight and went home with a drunken heart in the early morning.

If this is true, I am afraid that I will be able to wait for Yiren to get up after I stayed for several hours.

However, he was not disappointed. He waited by his lover's side and said early when he got up. This was enough. As for other surprises, he could do it if he could. He would do his best if he couldn't do it, and he would not regret it.

The staggering man opened his drunken eyes and saw Zheng Ren standing on the road covered in snow. He waved from afar, "Friend, let's enter fika time, this haunting weather!"

Zheng Ren smiled. He vaguely knew that fika time was a habit of Swedes, and it seemed to be quite rich. Fuguier especially liked this fika time at least 3-4 times a day, regardless of wind and rain.

Work? It's like working in 912? Just kidding! For Fuguier, that's hell, so after he won the Nobel Prize, he fled directly to the horizon without even showing his face.

"Thank you, no need." Zheng Ren smiled honestly and replied in Swedish, "If possible, please..."

Zheng Ren said, gestured with his hands, and drew a big circle in vainly, indicating that the drunk man looked at the words on the ground.

"Do you need help, my friend?" Although the drunk man said vaguely. Although it was difficult to stand, he still expressed interest in what Zheng Ren was "playing with".

"No, thank you. Your little fox bag looks great. I hope we have the opportunity to sit together and have a drink when there is time in the evening." Zheng Ren was helpless, afraid that the drunkard would come over and trample the words on the snow, and even said such polite words as drinking a drink.

Even... I praised the little fox bag of Swedish national brand that was carried by the drunk man.

The drunk man smiled. He walked around in a heartwarming circle, avoiding Zheng Ren's snow that had been trampling on for several hours, saying goodbye to Zheng Ren, and walking towards home.

Zheng Ren breathed a sigh of relief. The people here looked quite friendly, at least the drunkard in front of him was pretty good.

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...

Xie Yiren and Chang Yue lived in the same room, and the biological clock woke up Yiren at 5:55.

"Sister Yue, what are you doing?" Xie Yiren opened her eyes and saw Chang Yue rumbling through her phone, and asked.

"Look at the circle of friends."

Xie Yiren saw the interface not on Moments, but on a chat interface. I think she should be reading Su Yun’s message. She smiled and didn’t say much.

"Yiren, you have your birthday, guess what gift did Mr. Zheng buy you today?" Chang Yue turned off his phone, but did not get up, wrapped the quilt tightly around him, turned around and looked at Yiren and asked.

"I might give me the Nobel Prize medal." Xie Yiren smiled, "He is so busy every day and has no time to buy gifts. And I'll tell you, Sister Yue, his eyes are not focused as soon as he goes shopping. His pupils on both sides are dilated and they are not sensitive to light reflexes. I wonder if there is subarachnoid hemorrhage or the kind that is controllable."

"Ha!" Chang Yue laughed, "What if there is?"

"I don't want to take him shopping. I went to the mall with him only two or three times. Every time I worry about when he suddenly fell to the ground. I still have to rescue him and call 120." Xie Yiren said with a smile, "Get up, let's go and go shopping at the train station today and try the Swedish coffee. Then go to the mall today and let Zheng Ren and the others have an afternoon of coffee."

"It's so early, I can't get up, the jet lag hasn't reversed yet." Chang Yue exclaimed.

"It snowed all night outside, and the scenery must be great! Get up and go out to have a look." Xie Yiren got up, put on her pajamas and went to wash.

"Sister Yue, Big Chu and Xiao Chu said we want us to summarize the strategy. What do you think is good?" Yiren asked in the bathroom with teeth preparation.

Chang Yue sighed. She couldn't sleep in a bad place with Yiren. She couldn't even understand that her schedule should be as rigid as a clock, because she had to check rounds every day and see patients.

Why is the nurse like Xie Yiren, who is more prudent than himself? I really want to have a good sleep, especially when there is still a jet lag.

Even if you can sleep for a few more minutes, it is good, but it is the sweetest to get back.

Getting up from the bed, Chang Yue heard Yiren's cell phone ringing. This was a message from Mr. Zheng early in the morning. Chang Yue opened the curtains and saw the snow flying all over the sky. It was still dark and the street lights were not extinguished. The dancing snowflakes were so beautiful.

Then she vaguely saw a "familiar" snowman in the snow. Chang Yue was puzzled and approached the window and took a look.

Looking down on the third floor, the 4 words "Happy Birthday" appear in the snow, so eye-catching.

"Yiren, Yiren!"

"Huh?" Xie Yiren was brushing her teeth, and the buzzing sound of the electric toothbrush came with her vague voice.

"Come on, come and see!" Chang Yue was even more excited than receiving the gift himself, and said, "President Zheng usually looks stupid, but he still doesn't lose his chain at critical moments. It's so reliable."

"What's wrong?" Xie Yiren was holding an electric toothbrush in his right hand. The foam of toothpaste appeared faintly at the corner of his mouth. One side of his cheeks were bulging, his hair was messy, and he was full of cuteness in his daze.

When she came to the window, she looked down.

“Wow!”

Seeing the words Happy Birthday and seeing Zheng Ren, whose hair was covered with snow, standing there, constantly walking around in the snow-covered words of more than ten centimeters deep, Xie Yiren shouted in surprise.

"I'll say hello to him."

"Don't!" Xie Yiren said hurriedly, "I'll go wash, soon... very soon..."

It's not okay to have a undressed face. Xie Yiren was surprised to see the words "Happy Birthday" and Zheng Ren. After that, she only had this idea in her mind.
Chapter completed!