Su Zhinian recovered and answered mildly, "It's nothing."
Then, he concentrated on his hearing again. The sound of the howling wind, the soft crunch of snow under people's footsteps, the shrill car horns and… the sound of her breath as she blew out to warm her hands.
After the waiter filled Tang Nuo's cup, Tang Nuo looked at his watch to check the time. Then, he scurried to the window and lifted a corner of it to look out. "The snow still hasn't stopped, huh?"
Tang Nuo cursed under his breath due to the bad weather and then he commented with shock, "Song Qingchun is still here, why? Has she lost her mind, waiting so long in such heavy snow? Even I'm impressed by her patience and determination…"
As he finished, Su Zhinian could hear clearly a heavy sneeze by Song Qingchun beside his ear. His hands that grabbed at the document tightened.
