Zheng Ren was like a squirrel jumping around on the white snow. Later, he gradually became happy. Just simply repeating an action is boring for others, but Zheng Ren doesn't think so.

But the snow seems to be much bigger than expected. It has been raining for nearly 36 hours, and countless white snowflakes can still be seen flying gently. The lights of the street lamps were blurred. Zheng Ren took a look at the time. It was five forty-five.

Generally speaking, an Iraqi gets up at six. I don't know if she can't get up because she doesn't have to go to work, doesn't make breakfast, has jet lag and so on.

If the Swedish people get up, the bustling crowd will certainly trample on these four words.

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

A stocky Swedish man stumbled over, his steps slightly staggered.

Zheng Ren's head began to ache when he saw it. It seemed that he was a man who had spent a night in a bar and came home drunk in the early morning.

If so, I'm afraid I can't wait for her to get up after keeping my words for several hours.

However, he was not much disappointed. He waited by his lover's side and said early when he got up, which was enough. As for other surprises, you can do it if you can. If you can't do it, you'll try your best. There's no regret.

The staggering man was drunk and saw Zheng Ren standing on the road covered with snow. He waved from a distance, "friend, let's enter FIKA time, this damn weather!"

Zheng Ren smiled. He vaguely knew that FIKA time was a habit of Swedes. It seemed that he was very rich. Rich children especially like this kind of FIKA time at least 3-4 times a day, rain or shine.

Work? Work like 912? make fun of! For rich children, it was hell, so after he got the Nobel Prize, he fled directly to the horizon without even revealing his face.

"Thank you. No." Zheng Ren showed a simple and honest smile and replied in Swedish, "if possible, please..."

Zheng Ren said and drew a big circle with his hand, indicating that the drunk looked at the words on the ground.

"Need help, friend." Although the drunk said vaguely, although it was difficult to stand, he still showed interest in what Zheng Ren was "playing".

"No, thanks. Your little fox bag looks great. I hope we can have a chance to sit down and have a drink together sometime in the evening." Zheng Ren was helpless. He was afraid that the drunkard would rush over and trample on the words on the snow. He even said the polite words of drinking a cup.

Even... He praised the little fox bag of Swedish national brand carried by the drunk.

The drunkard smiled. He walked around a big circle with a warm heart. Zheng Ren stepped on the snow for several hours, said goodbye to Zheng Ren and ran towards home.

Zheng Renchang breathed a sigh. The people here looked very friendly. At least the drunkard in front of him was good.

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

"Sister Yue, what are you doing?" Xie Yi opened his eyes and asked when he saw Chang Yue turning over his mobile phone.

"Look at the circle of friends."

Xie Yi sees that the interface is not a circle of friends, but a chat interface. I think he should be reading Su Yun's message. She smiled and said nothing more.

"Yi Ren, it's your birthday. Guess what Zheng Zong bought you today?" Chang Yue closed her cell phone, but didn't get up. She wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, turned and looked at her and asked.

"Maybe give me the Nobel medal." Xie Yi smiled, "he is so busy every day that he doesn't have time to buy gifts. And I tell you, sister Yue, his eyes don't focus when he goes shopping. His pupils are dilated on both sides and insensitive to light reflection. I doubt whether there is subarachnoid hemorrhage or controllable."

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

"I don't want to take him shopping. I only go to the mall with him two or three times. Every time I worry about when he will suddenly fall to the ground. I have to rescue him and call 120." Xie Yi said with a smile, "come on, let's go to the railway station today and try Swedes' coffee. Then go to the mall today and let Zheng Ren and them have coffee all afternoon."

"It's so early. I can't get up. The jet lag hasn't reversed yet." Chang Yue gave a huff.

"It snowed all night outside. The scenery must be great! Get up and go out." Shay got up, put on his pajamas and went to wash.

"Sister Yue, big Chu and small Chu asked us to summarize the strategy. What do you think is good?" Yi Ren prepares dental appliances and asks in the bathroom.

Chang sighed bitterly. The bad place to live with Iraqis is never to sleep in. She couldn't understand that her work and rest should be as rigid as a clock, because she had to make rounds and see patients every day.

How come the operating room nurses like Xie Yiren are even more punctual than themselves. I really want to have a good sleep, especially when there is jet lag.

Even a few more minutes of sleep is good, and the return sleep is the sweetest.

When she got up from bed, Chang Yue heard Yi Ren's mobile phone ring. This is a message from President Zheng early in the morning. Chang Yue opened the curtains and saw the white snow flying all over the sky. It was still dark and the street lamps were not extinguished. The dancing snowflakes were so beautiful.

Then she vaguely saw a "familiar" snowman in the snow. Chang Yue was puzzled and looked close to the window.

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

"Yiren, Yiren!"

"Huh?" Shay was brushing his teeth, and the hum of the electric toothbrush came in combination with her vague voice.

"Come and see!" Chang Yue was even more excited than he received the gift, jumping his feet and said, "Zheng Zongping looked stupid when he was in trouble. He still didn't drop the chain at the key time. It's so reliable."

"What's the matter?" Xie Yi is holding an electric toothbrush in his right hand. Toothpaste foam appears faintly at the corner of his mouth. One side of his cheek is bulging and his hair is messy. He is vaguely cute.

She came to the window and looked down.

"Wow!"

Seeing the four words "Happy Birthday" and Zheng Ren standing there with snow on his hair, Xie Yi shouted in surprise.

"I greeted him."

"No!" Xie Yi said hurriedly, "I'll wash, soon... Soon..."

Unkempt and unkempt is not good. Xie Yi was surprised to see the four words "Happy Birthday" and Zheng Ren. There was only such an idea in his mind.

She lost one of her slippers and didn't care to pick it up. She hurried back to the bathroom and began to wash quickly.