บท 2925: Happy Birthday

Zheng Ren was like a squirrel, jumping up and down on the White snow, and he gradually became happy. It was just a simple repetition of an action that might be boring to others, but Zheng Ren did not think so.

However, the snow seemed to be much heavier than he had imagined. It had been snowing for nearly 36 hours, but he could still see countless white snowflakes gently dancing in the air. The streetlights dimmed. Zheng Ren took a look at the time. It was 5:45.

Usually, Yiren would wake up at 6 am. He wondered if she couldn't get up because she didn't have to go to work, didn't make breakfast, or was affected by jet lag.

If the Sweden people were to wake up, the bustling crowd would definitely trample on the words.

Out of habit, Zheng Ren thought of all kinds of possibilities. Just like when he was seeing a patient, he would first do a predictive analysis.

A well-built Sweden man walked over, his steps were a little staggered.