This winter, because of the cold current, it snowed earlier than before.

Gong Suhe woke up in the morning and found that the outside had been covered with a thick layer of silver.

She got up to brush her teeth, wash her face and have breakfast. After cleaning up, she called Zhai Xingchen: "Xingchen, I've cleaned up."

Zhai Xingchen asked her to go to "Meiyuan" today. There is a popular classical courtyard.

The courtyard was built in the suburb of Imperial City, covering a large area with many independent gardens.

The gardens here are not shared, so every time you book, you must book the whole garden.

Therefore, the daily reception of guests is not much, Zhai Xingchen is also using plug-ins, in the other party open booking time seconds to kill.

"Good." Zhai Xingchen said: "I have set out, Su He. I'll see you later."

Gong Suhe comes to Meiyuan by car. She and Zhai Xingchen make a reservation for Tingtao Pavilion.

As soon as I walked in, the fragrance of plum blossom came to my face.

White snow, red plum, red walls, green tiles, a moment of classical breath.

Gong Suhe couldn't help picking up his mobile phone and taking a picture of the scenery here.

In the courtyard, it was quiet at the moment. She pushed open the wooden door. With a creak, she could see the four eaves of carved beams and painted buildings.

"Stars?" Gong Suhe turned his eyes around and didn't see anyone.

There is only a red plum in the middle of the courtyard, which is in full bloom.

So she went over and touched the branch with her fingers.

Suddenly, the above continued to Susu fall, as if under a white petal rain.

At this time, the carved wooden door was opened, and Gong Suhe first saw a pair of beautiful white hands.

She thought something was wrong, but she didn't figure out where the feeling of disobedience came from.

This is Zhai Xingchen's hand. That's right.

The next second's picture gives Gong Suhe the answer.

In sight, one leg stepped out.

The young man in front of him was tall and straight, slightly thin, with a crutch under his arm, looking at her quietly.

Gong Suhe's eyes were wide open and he stood still.

So, she saw Zhai Xingchen step forward, with crutches on his legs, with hard but firm steps, step by step, coming towards her.

There was silence around. Gong Suhe stood in the same place, his eyes suddenly hot.

When Zhai Xingchen asked her out yesterday, she simply thought that he just wanted her to spend Christmas with him.

She's even thinking about what she should give him for Christmas.

At the moment, seeing that the distance between them was getting closer because of his steps, Gong Suhe suddenly found that he didn't need any gifts.

Zhai Xingchen's ability to walk out of the wheelchair is the most precious Christmas gift between them!

The sound of crutches tapping on the eardrum, Gong Suhe also heard the sound of shoes stepping on the snow.

That string of footprints spread from the door, along with Zhai Xingchen, which is close to him, all the way to Gong Suhe.

This is the first time that Gong Suhe looks up at him.

She had thought about such scenes many times in the past and wondered how high Zhai Xingchen was. Until now, everything gave her the answer.

He was standing in front of her.

His voice is hoarse, with a slight choking: "Su He, I stand up."

Gong Suhe looked up at Zhai Xingchen's red eyes, and she couldn't help tears: "well, I see the stars."

After three years of unremitting treatment and rehabilitation, he was finally able to stand up.

Gong Su he held out her hand and compared it. Tears still hung on her eyelashes, but the corners of her lips were smiling: "stars, I stand to the tip of your nose."

"Well." Zhai Xingchen nodded: "I know."