After arriving overseas, I completely lost contact with Zhou Jihuai.

I don't know if he has come to his senses or if he has stopped messaging me.

Aside from being busy with my studies and work, I also found a hospital to continue treating my ears.

Although I don't have to rely on hearing aids most of the time now, I still haven't fully recovered.

Chen Ting told me that there is a doctor named Wen Lin in this hospital.

He's only in his thirties, and he's already an expert in the field of otolaryngology.

And he's also Chinese.

Communicating with him would be more convenient.

So, I directly made an appointment with him.

Although the treatment process was slow, I continued to improve.

On this day, I went for my regular check-up.

After Wen Lin finished the examination, his expression suddenly became solemn.

I felt a jolt in my heart.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant.

Could it be a relapse?

But I had rechecked so many times before, and everything was fine, right?

Before I could figure it out, Wen Lin suddenly smiled.

"Congratulations, you are completely cured."

"And you don't need to worry about a relapse anymore, you don't have to come to the hospital again."

I was stunned for a moment, then smiled too.

Seeing that I relaxed, Wen Lin started packing up his things.

While packing, he joked with me:

"Were you startled by me just now? Then, as an apology, let's consider it a celebration. How about I invite you to dinner tonight?"

"I know a restaurant with special flavors, Miss Xie, please grace us with your presence?"

His laughter was gentle, and his words were well-mannered. It was hard not to have a good impression of him.

I raised an eyebrow.

"Sure, but you can't treat me. You cured my ears, I haven't thanked you enough, how can I let you pay for dinner?"

Wen Lin didn't respond.

After we finished dinner, I didn't hesitate.

Since he offered to drive me home, I took the opportunity to hitch a ride.

But just as we arrived downstairs at my apartment, it started snowing outside.

The snowflakes slowly landed on my fingertips, feeling a bit chilly.

But soon, the snowflakes were blocked.

I looked at Wen Lin behind me, and for a moment, I felt a little dizzy.

Through Wen Lin's figure, I seemed to catch a glimpse of Zhou Jihuai.

He had lost a lot of weight.

Standing in the corner from afar, silently observing the two of us.

In the blink of an eye, there seemed to be no one there, as if it was all just my imagination.

I have always been sensitive to the cold.

After being together with Zhou Jihuai, every winter, when he came to pick me up, he would prepare a cup of hot milk tea and hand warmers for me.

One time, it started snowing after evening self-study.

We didn't bring an umbrella.

He took off his coat and covered both of us underneath, running all the way to escort me back to the dormitory.

Even though he was only wearing a thin sweater inside and freezing.

Still insisting on covering most of the coat over my head.

I laughed at how silly he was.

He would get angry and then demand interest.

Hiding under the coat and stealing a kiss from me.

Those were truly happy times.

Lost in my thoughts, I suddenly felt a poke.

Only then did I realize that Wen Lin had been calling me.

I awkwardly smiled.

For some reason, although Wen Lin didn't say anything, there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Miss Xie, today is Christmas."

"Merry Christmas!"