Snow in the Winter Fog

"Broken mirror reunited / Reunited at the start / Self-strategy / Bittersweet / Both pure-hearted."

"Gentle and aloof novelist vs. Black-bellied and deeply affectionate CEO."<...

Chapter 87 Looking Forward

Chapter 87 Looking Forward

Qi Yanxue's temperature dropped on the second day. Fortunately, he had a good physique, otherwise, if he was so resistant, he would have had a fever for at least two more days.

Zhu Wendong was worried and took his temperature again before he felt relieved.

Today is the day of Wen Lu's second chemotherapy. Seeing that he has recovered, Zhu Wendong plans to go to the hospital to accompany him. She picked up the car keys and was about to go out.

Qi Yanxue pushed open the door before her and walked out on his own. Seeing that the person behind him didn't catch up, he stopped and looked at her.

Zhu Wendong finally spoke up, puzzled, "You want to go too?"

Qi Yanxue looked calm and said "hmm" through his nasal cavity.

"It would be better if you caught a cold, wouldn't it?" Zhu Wendong didn't ask him to come along because he was considerate of his health, not to mention that it was snowing outside.

Qi Yanxue had an indifferent expression, her voice still a little deep after a fever, "Don't worry, your husband is in good health."

Zhu Wendong had no doubt about this, after all, he was the one who had the energy to do that last night even though his fever hadn't subsided yet.

Seeing his persistent attitude, Zhu Wendong did not try to persuade him any further.

After Wen Lu was discharged from Zhuyuan Hospital, she went to another private hospital, where the medical service was no less than that of Zhuyuan.

After arriving at the hospital, they entered the ward one after another.

Zhu Wendong first entered the ward and looked around the environment. It was simple and clean, not bad, so he sat down on the accompanying chair beside the bed.

Qi Yanxue placed the fruit basket on the bedside and called out softly, "Auntie Wen."

Wen Lu didn't expect him to come, but since he came, and it could be seen that he was usually nice to Wen Dong, she felt relieved.

Hearing his address, she jokingly said with a serious face, "You're still calling me aunt?"

Qi Yanxue pursed her lips and changed her address: "Mom."

Wen Lu's expression finally relaxed, and she remembered that Sister Zhang from the next ward had boasted to her yesterday about how grand her son's wedding was.

She hinted, "Are you just planning to get a marriage certificate?"

Zhu Wendong looked calm and was about to speak when Qi Yanxue spoke first.

He said, "We're going to have a wedding, but Chuchu and I haven't discussed the time yet."

Wen Lu didn't urge her to do it, she just asked. She glanced at the girl who was quietly peeling an apple, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Qi Yanxue saw that the mother and daughter had something to say, so she said at the right time: "Mom, I'm going out to make a work call."

When only the mother and daughter were left in the ward, Wen Lu considered for a moment and asked cautiously, "Is this boy nice to you?"

Zhu Wendong peeled the whole apple and handed it to her, "It's good."

Wen Lu took the apple, took a bite, and the sweet juice slid down her throat into her stomach. "As long as it's good for you."

After a half-second of silence, she suddenly asked, "Did you have a good time in California during those five years?"

Wen Lu actually has a lot to ask. She wants to know if she eats well, dresses well, sleeps well, is she tired from attending classes, has she ever thought about returning to China, and has she ever hated her as a mother?

She turned everything into one sentence, and no amount of words could make up for her absence five years ago.

Zhu Wendong said calmly, "It's pretty good. I can eat, drink and sleep. It's more comfortable than living in Jiangbei."

This sentence made Wen Lu's eyes well up again. What kind of suffering could make a person feel disgusted with his hometown?

Her throat felt tight, as if someone was squeezing it. After a long while, she managed to utter, "If he treats you badly in the future, you must tell Mom."

"I must." She repeated the words as if she was afraid of missing something again.

Zhu Wendong said "hmm" calmly. Seeing her serious expression, he comforted her and said, "It's all in the past. Let's all move on."

No matter how confusing and bumpy the road ahead is, we must look forward.

Wen Lu nodded heavily, a tear falling down her face. "Okay, let's move on!"

At this moment, she actually felt a little regretful. She wondered if she had been too strict in disciplining her daughter when she was young, which led to the increasingly distant relationship between mother and daughter and the inability to confide in each other.

But her daughter seemed to have really grown up, able to stand on her own feet and face everything with inner peace.

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After Wen Lu finished chemotherapy and fell asleep, Zhu Wendong asked the nurse to stay with her in the ward, and then he took Qi Yanxue's hand and left the hospital.

The snow has been falling, and the treetops on the roadside are covered with snow. It's winter again.

The two people put their interlocked hands in the same pocket. Although the wind was cold outside, their fingers were warm.

Zhu Wendong held Qi Yanxue's hand and walked in the snow, leaving behind deep and shallow footprints.

She turned her head to look at him, "So when are you planning on having the wedding?"

If Wen Lu hadn't asked, she seemed to have never thought about having a wedding.

Maybe because of that incident before, she was afraid of standing in the spotlight and afraid of being stared at by others.

But now she is not afraid anymore. She has shaken off the shadow that has followed her for five years and become a lone rose.

Qi Yanxue didn't answer, but raised her lips and asked, "When do you want to set it?"

Zhu Wendong thought about it carefully and said, "Maybe next spring."

At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, have a grand wedding with the one you love.

Just thinking about it is a very romantic thing.

Qi Yanxue didn't know the secret behind her setting this time, and just said "hmm" softly.

He didn't care what time it was, as long as he married her, he would be happy.

Halfway along the road, a group of children playing snowballs suddenly appeared in front of them, and the snowballs flew towards Zhu Wendong without any hesitation.

Zhu Wendong subconsciously froze in place, watching as he was about to be hit in the chest.

Suddenly, a person appeared in front of her. Qi Yanxue stood in front of her, and the snowball hit him hard on the back.

Zhu Wendong stared at his sharp Adam's apple, then came to his senses and said with a stifled laugh, "Qi Yanxue, you got hit by a kid."

Qi Yanxue lowered his head to look at her eyes that were curved into small crescents, reached out and pinched her cheek, speaking in a casual tone.

"Who am I blocking for, you heartless kid."

Zhu Wendong pulled his hand out of his pocket, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to grab the snow on the ground, looking very aggressive.

"Wait, I'm going to avenge you now."

The kid who just threw the snowball came running over to apologize.

"Sister, uncle, I didn't mean it."

Zhu Wendong was just joking, but when she saw the children coming over to apologize, she stood up and touched the child's head.

"It's okay. I forgive you on behalf of my uncle."

Uncle Qi, who was silent on the side, said: "..."

The little girl blushed when her face was rubbed by the beautiful sister, and she couldn't help but praise: "Sister, you are so beautiful."

After saying that, she lowered her head shyly and hurried back to her friend.

"Qi Yanxue, the kid just praised me for being pretty."

Zhu Wendong was flattered and turned around to show off, only to find that Qi Yanxue's dark eyes were filled with a hint of amusement, and he listened to him speaking word by word through gritted teeth.

"uncle?"

Zhu Wendong didn't notice the name just now, and just followed the child in calling it. She pretended to comfort him.

"The kid must not have learned the word brother, don't take it seriously."

"oh."

Qi Yanxue slowly and leisurely wrapped the scarf in his hand around her neck, wrapped the other end around his own shoulder, blocking the sight of the children in the distance, and pecked her lightly on the lips.

"The kids didn't learn it, baby, you didn't learn it either?"