"What are you talking about?" someone asked, looking bewildered.
"The patient on the seventeenth floor, he just woke up and ran out, and happened to run into his wife downstairs."
"Today is the first snow! Kissing in the snow is so romantic, I'm totally swooning."
"If I remember correctly, the patient on the seventeenth floor seems to be Dr. Zhao's friend."
"..."
A nurse nudged the person talking next to her, and Zhao Xuning happened to be passing by.
The conversation ended abruptly there, and there was even a hint of awkwardness in the air.
The nurses looked at each other in bewilderment.
Zhao Xuning adjusted his glasses, adopting a cool and aloof demeanor. "The seventeenth floor is awake?"
Someone answered hesitantly, "I just woke up, and I'm downstairs now."
Zhao Xuning: "Oh."
Her tone was always indifferent, and she rejected many doctors and nurses who tried to strike up a conversation with her as soon as she arrived at the hospital.
They euphemistically call it not engaging in office romances.
People from other departments also tried to strike up a conversation with her, but she said that the medical profession is too busy and she doesn't really like dating colleagues.
He rejected everyone without offending them.
He always kept to himself in the hospital and didn't have many friends.
The main reason is that Zhao Xuning is young, but his position is not low.
In all the hospitals in Haizhou City, she is the only one who can hold a position at her age.
Most medical students are almost thirty years old when they graduate, even if it's an eight-year combined bachelor's, master's, and doctoral program. After graduation, they still have to work their way up in hospitals.
But Zhao Xuning is adept at creating miracles.
This is why people are hesitant to treat her like a new doctor; there's very little joking or teasing.
Geniuses have always maintained a distance from ordinary people.
In addition, all of Zhao Xuning's everyday clothes are designer brands, which are not something a recent medical graduate could afford. The car he drives to work is also worth millions, so it's clear that his family background is extraordinary.
Over time, some people said that Zhao Xuning was a high-class beauty in their hospital, only to be admired and not to be trifled with.
At this moment, everyone felt a little intimidated when facing Zhao Xuning.
Zhao Xuning, sensing the situation, paused for a moment before asking, "Who is she with?"
One of the nurses said, "Just look out the window and you'll see... It's quite a beautiful scene."
Zhao Xuning paused, pursed his lips, and said coldly, "Thank you."
After saying that, he didn't look out the window as the nurse had suggested.
She walked back to her office, washed her hands, and then stood by the window, opening it as she went.
The chilly snowflakes hit my face.
The heavy snowfall in Haizhou City was warmed up by the cold air for a long time, and when it finally fell, it was a flurry of snowflakes.
The ground and rooftops were quickly covered with a thick layer of white, turning the whole world white.
From Zhao Xuning's perspective, the two were walking hand in hand in the heavy snow.
While everyone else was taking shelter from the snow, their heads, shoulders, and clothes were covered in white snowflakes.
Zhao Xuning suddenly thought of a line: "Frost and snow cover my head, but I've still grown old."
Who said that to her?
—It is Shen Hui.
Zhao Xuning reached out and caught a snowflake. The white snow melted instantly in her palm, carrying a slight chill of winter.
That year, the snowfall in Haizhou City was the heaviest in recent years. She didn't have any early classes, and she worked on her research until 2 a.m. the day before. Before going to sleep, she saw snowflakes falling outside and went back to her room to cover Shen Hui, who was already fast asleep, with a blanket.
Shen Hui's sleeping posture is really unusual; she always kicks off the blankets.
She was fine in winter and summer, but in spring and autumn, especially during the change of seasons, she often caught a cold.
When Zhao Xuning covered her with a blanket, Shen Hui briefly woke up, pressed her cheek against Zhao Xuning's, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you done yet?"
"Mmm." Zhao Xuning kissed her forehead, her loosely tied hair falling down her side. "You go to sleep first."
His tone turned fierce: "Don't kick off the blankets."
Shen Hui chuckled, a slight smile playing on her lips, and muttered, "Okay."
Then he turned over and fell asleep again.
Zhao Xuning returned to his study and continued working on his previous project.
It was almost four in the morning when she went to sleep. The snow outside was thick and bright, illuminating the world.
Zhao Xuning carefully got into bed. She felt cold, but Shen Hui rolled right into her arms.
It was just an unconscious action.
It must have been 7:30 that morning. Shen Hui sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand tightly. Zhao Xuning was so sleepy. She had stayed up all night working on her research by the window and couldn't wake up at all.
With her head buried in her hair, coupled with her morning grumpiness, she was truly annoyed.
She said in a hoarse voice, "Stop fooling around."
As a result, Shen Hui continued, sitting on the edge of the bed and shaking Zhao Xuning's hand, "Wife, get up."
Zhao Xuning was on the verge of exploding, saying, "Let me sleep a little longer."
"Get up." Shen Hui grabbed Zhao Xuning's hand and placed it under her neck. A chill instantly swept over Zhao Xuning's body. She sat up abruptly, her hair standing on end, and called out coldly, "Shen Hui, you..."
I was originally going to say "How annoying!", but when I saw Shen Hui's clear and bright eyes...
He swallowed all his words.
Those eyes are so beautiful.
Perhaps it was because she liked Shen Hui so much that she thought those eyes were incredibly beautiful.
No one's eyes are more beautiful than Shen Hui's.
Her light brown pupils would normally appear cold, but when she looked at you with a hint of grievance, no one could bring themselves to say a harsh word, for fear that she would cry.
Zhao Xuning could only scratch his hair in frustration, his tone lazy with a hint of reproach and annoyance, "What are you doing?"
"Come with me to see the snow." Shen Hui tugged at her arm. "I want to eat shrimp dumplings from Nanmen."
"I'll order takeout for you," Zhao Xuning said. "Is it okay if we eat at home?"
Shen Hui: "...No."
When it comes to stalemates, Zhao Xuning will never be able to compete with Shen Hui.
After a two-minute standoff, Zhao Xuning angrily pinned her to the bed and gave her a long, lingering kiss.
Shen Hui was so angry that she punched her, "I'll beat you to death!"
Zhao Xuning bit her lip. "Am I being good?"
Shen Hui retorted, like a ravenous cat baring its teeth, "Be good my ass."
They always have to act silly for a while.
Despite his headache, Zhao Xuning got up and accompanied her to the South Gate. It was snowing then.
The snow is falling heavily on the earth, and most importantly, it is landing on them.
Zhao Xuning put on the hood of her white down jacket, but Shen Hui pulled it off. The swirling snow had almost turned their hair white.
Shen Hui pulled her to take a picture in the snow.
At that time, Shen Hui complained to her, "Zhao Xuning, you look really grumpy."
Zhao Xuning looked at her helplessly, "How about I get you up at five o'clock tomorrow morning to go for a run?"
Shen Hui readily agreed: "Okay, whoever doesn't get up is a dog."
Zhao Xuning: "..."
Zhao Xuning bit her face directly.
After she finished biting and left, Shen Hui would pinch her cheek and say, "Zhao Gou Gou, why did you bite me?"
Zhao Xuning retorted angrily, "You know perfectly well I can't get up."
Shen Hui always had a good daily routine, while Zhao Xuning, before meeting Shen Hui, also had a good routine compared to his peers, but it was far inferior to Shen Hui's.
Shen Hui often runs on the school playground, and every day there are at least three or five people who come to chat with her.
Zhao Xuning also spent some time with her.
Later, when Shen Hui posted the picture on her social media, the caption she wrote was: "Frost and snow may cover my head, but we've grown old together."
At that time, Zhao Xuning asked, "Why do we need to calculate? We can grow old together, even if it means waiting for decades."
While organizing the photos in the couple's photo album, Shen Hui couldn't help but complain to her: "Zhao Xuning, can you smile when you take pictures in the future? You don't look half as good as you usually do."
Zhao Xuning said, "As long as you look good, that's enough."
“No way.” Shen Hui rested her chin on her hand. “People will say you’re not good enough for me, and that will break my heart.”
Zhao Xuning: "..."
Zhao Xuning was always left speechless, both amused and exasperated by her.
Shen Hui explained to her again, "It's because we're still young, so we can use this phrase now. When we get older, we should use different copywriting."
Zhao Xuning seemed to understand but not quite, but her mind was quick: "Is this why you dragged me out of bed so early this morning to see the snow?"
Shen Hui: "..."
"Actually, you didn't want to eat shrimp dumplings at all; you just wanted me to go see the snow with you," Zhao Xuning deduced. "Is that so?"
Shen Hui: "..."
She touched her nose sheepishly, "Actually, Ningning, sometimes you don't have to be so..."