Chapter 2926

After washing at the fastest speed, the black hair on her forehead was still wet and stuck to her white and bright skin, so she changed her clothes and ran down in a furry coat.

Chang Yue didn't go. It was a bit disappointing to make a light bulb and disturb their world.

Besides, standing upstairs, you can see better than below. There is also a feeling of watching song and dance dramas. In the snow, a pair of lovers embrace and depend on each other, which should be particularly beautiful.

Seeing Xie Yi rush out, seeing Zheng Zong pick up Yi, and seeing Yi gently brush the snow off Zheng Zong's head with his hand, Chang Yue felt a little unclear in her heart.

This is love. Although I am busy every day, I am worried about each other. Even Zheng Zong, a stone like person, knows to step out words in the snow on his birthday morning to bless Xie Yi people.

What about yourself? The goods know their mouth and are often happy and distressed. After receiving the Nobel Prize tonight, you must find a bar to get him drunk!

Chang Yue didn't know that when she wanted to drink with Su Yun, her smile was very sweet and beautiful.

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"How long have you been standing?" Yi Ren brushed away the snow on Zheng Ren's head. Half her white hair, she rubbed it a little harder and asked softly.

"Not long ago, you got up so early." Zheng Renxiao was very happy. The things he had worried about didn't happen. It seemed that lucky value showed great power again.

"It's time to get up." Xie Yi gave Zheng Ren a hug, then took his hand, put it in front of his mouth and breathed a sigh.

"Not cold, not cold." Zheng Ren rubbed Xie Yi's head and said with a smile, "you wear less. Be careful not to catch a cold."

"No, you can't say it's cold."

"Well, go back quickly." Zheng Ren put his hand on Xie Yi's face and gently held it up. The beautiful snowflakes seemed ugly against the background of the Xie people. He tried to cover the falling snow, but in vain.

"This is your birthday present. Take it and go back quickly." Zheng Ren rubbed Xie Yi's head, then let go, covered the falling snow in the sky with one hand, even if it was useless, he subconsciously did so, and took down the backpack behind him with the other hand.

A few centimeters of snow fell on the backpack. Zheng Ren brushed them away, thought about it, and took Yi Ren's hand into the hotel.

"Be careful not to catch cold." Zheng Ren worded casually, "here, this is the calendar, and this is also the calendar."

"..." Xie Yi suddenly remembered the two trees in front of Lu Xun's house.

"It's different." Zheng Ren smiled happily, "you can only turn one page every day. Don't be so curious. Tear it off all at once. Each one is different. I've thought about it for a long time."

"Why two?" Xie Yi asked suspiciously.

"Emmm, because when you tear it off one by one, you will see something very interesting." Zheng Ren smiled, "here, this is mine. It says my thoughts every day from December 10 last year to now."

"What? When did you learn to talk about earth?" Xie Yi people are puzzled that the word "missing" comes out of Zheng Ren's mouth.

"It's not a local love story, it's just a matter of fact." Zheng Ren handed the first calendar to Xie Yi.

The gift was beautifully wrapped. When it was opened, the shea people saw that the date was December 10. There is a line of words on it. I am very familiar with it. It was written by Zheng Ren. But it's not the kind written on it with a ball pen, but printed.

It seems that he made it in the manufacturer. Xie Yi smiled. It's different from his expected gift. Zheng Ren is still willing to use his mind.

There are no patterns on the calendar, only dark flowers as the background, like street lights in the snowy streets of Stockholm.

Today is Yi Ren's birthday. We made preparations together in the pedestrian street. Lights, snowflakes and rich children play the violin. I can't understand the melody, but I think it's very beautiful on a quiet night.

But we soon received a call from the emergency department. We ran back to the emergency department like a stiff wild dog for surgery.

Today is full, I miss it very much.

The words written on the calendar are very straightforward. Poetry is not poetry, prose is not prose, and love words are not love words. The simplest line describes what happened today last year. Even without details, it is simple and simple, just like Zheng Ren.

Shay's eyes were shining, his hand gently brushed the page and asked softly, "what's on the next one?"

"I'll know tomorrow." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "I clearly remember every day of this year. Don't read it in advance."

"Well, it's a dog!" Xie Yi smiled and looked at the calendar. She tried to think about what kind of surprise would appear as time passed day by day.

"This is another one. You can use it as a note." Zheng Ren took out another "jujube tree" and said.

"Are the things inside different?"

"Well, it's different. You can see the structure above in about a month. You can guess what it is. I've seen abrasive tools and they are beautifully made." Zheng Ren smiled.

"Then I'll use it for recording." The Sheikh said holding the box.

"Well, well, hurry back. It's cold outside and you don't wear much." Zheng Ren is wordy again.

"I thought you would give me the Nobel medal."

"I think so." Zheng Ren said, "but that's too easy. There's no sense of ceremony."

It is estimated that Zheng Ren is the one who can stand on the streets of Stockholm and say that the Nobel Prize medals have no sense of ceremony.

"Hey, what will you write tomorrow?" Xie Yi people still love the first "jujube tree". Knowing that Zheng Ren would not say, she asked softly.

"Go back and see you after breakfast." Zheng Ren made Xie Yi's hair soft and messy. Looking at her fluffy hair, she thought she was so cute.

"Go upstairs. I'll go back to my room and wash." Zheng Ren took Xie Yi back upstairs and sent her back to her room. Only then did he breathe a long sigh of satisfaction.

It seems that Iraqis like their birthday gifts very much. There is still a whole year to think about next year's birthday... Or do you want to make the Nobel medal again? Seems like a good idea.

Zheng Ren smiled, took out his mobile phone and sent a wechat to Professor Yang.

[brother Yang, how was the patient after the operation yesterday?]

Contrary to Zheng Ren's medical treatment, Professor Yang's wechat came back in less than 1 minute.

[I watched in ICU. The child was very healthy. The pregnant woman's postoperative drainage tube led out 60ml of light red blood fluid. The state was stable. The operation should be successful.]

Looking at a line of words, Zheng Ren can imagine what Professor Yang is doing. This time should be around 13 o'clock in DIDU. It is estimated that he didn't even go to work today. He went to the women's and children's Hospital at 8 a.m. and saw now.

The operation should be successful, but Zheng Ren feels better.