Xia Ning's second year in a foreign country was ending, and the streets of Country C were blanketed with a thick layer of snow, paralyzing traffic.
Xia Ning phoned her psychologist, her tone apologetic, "I won't be able to come over on time today. The snowplows are clearing the snow, and I need a little time before I can leave."
The doctor comforted Xia Ning, saying it was all right, you can come later, there's no rush.
But still, Xia Ning quietly apologized over the phone.
It seemed she had developed a stress response, perhaps out of self-protection, very afraid of troubling others.
The doctor said with a smile, "Miss Xia, you really are the most adorable patient I've ever seen."
The most adorable patient?
But how could a patient be adorable?
Xia Ning stared blankly at the snowy scene outside the window for a long time, blinking in a daze.
A foreign child in heavy winter clothes was hopping and skipping behind his father dressed in workwear.
