Winter may not be a nuisance season, and even if the cold weather makes many people feel unpleasant, it is precisely because of this cold that you can feel the real warmth.

Only when there is misfortune can there be happiness, and with happiness can there be misfortune;

Only with justice can there be evil, and with evil can there be justice.

Each season has its true meaning, and how to understand that meaning depends on one's own thoughts.

Just as the people you hate don't necessarily hate you, the winter you enjoy doesn't necessarily dislike you.

Outside the window, the light snow was like rain that had lost most of its weight, and pure white snowflakes flew in the air, falling to the ground and slowly forming snow.

Outside, the patients and nurses in the atrium had returned to the hospital, as if they had found an exorcism, and the sudden light snow did not seem to welcome the presence of people.

I've heard of solar rain before, but is this considered solar snow? It's just that the sun is about to be swallowed up by thick clouds.

After Sayou entered the room, he found a stool at random and sat down, no, no, absolutely not, originally Sayou was going to sit on a stool close to the hospital bed, but that position was first occupied by Yiye.

If it was a game of grabbing stools, there was no doubt that Sayu would be defeated.

But this is not a game of grabbing a stool, so Sayu ran to the side and moved a stool that looked a little heavy to the side of the bed, and at the same time handed the milk in his hand to Sine who was sleeping on the bed.

"I hope you don't hate milk when I bring it to you."

Although Sayu can reluctantly accept it, I don't know how this stupid couple is.

Sine, who laughed, took the milk, and the cosine on one side quickly took it, and she seemed quite satisfied with the gift.

"Thank you, Taro Urashima!"

"Taro Urashima?"

As far as Cosine's thank-you speech is concerned, the sine next to it means that it cannot be understood, and it is a matter of course. After all, it was born when he was kidnapped.

Laughing through this crisis, which cannot be called a crisis, Sayu once again looked out the window.

"This year is going to be very cold, and if the temperature drops, the surrounding scenery will change a lot, and the beach will fall into a season of silence, is it a good thing?"

The noisy seaside has become a quiet seaside, the crowds that once came and gone have disappeared from the beach, the footprints of different sizes have become memories of the past, the simple and passionate sound of the waves still echoing in the ears, it may be a good pleasure to look at the sea alone and quietly, and people will like to be lonely at some times.

Just like those politicians, lawyers, celebrities and the like. They are always in front of the public, and they will also want to be alone somewhere.

Without family distractions, without other people's comments, without having to work hard to be the role others expect, it may be a good thing to be lonely.

Hearing Sayou's words, Iya, who handed the rice ball to Yu Sine, gently patted Sasuke's shoulder with his hand.

"It's not so much a good thing as it's rare, Sayou-sensei. After all, there is only one winter in a year, which only occupies one-quarter of a year, that is, about 365 and 90. It's just that in the long life, this bit of time doesn't seem to have much meaning. There are 90 days in a year, 900 days in 10 years, and there is only a difference of more than 100 days from three years. If that's the case, Mr. Sasuke, you can buy ten of the cheapest 50 yen lottery tickets every day, and maybe you can win millions in 10 years! ”

"Don't suddenly turn my conversation to buying lottery tickets."

It's a question of what odds are being discussed.

"What does Sayou-sensei mean that he thinks he will never win the lottery in his life? Will you be in a situation where you buy lottery tickets and then play small steel balls for the rest of your life? ”

"Where's that nit, I'm a practitioner now."

"I've heard that only 2 out of 100 people who write novels can support themselves. It seems that the comic drawing is a little higher, and as for the game, I don't know. ”

"Don't talk about the reality of society, there will be people crying. I'll cry to you. ”

"Don't worry, I'll let Mr. Sayou take care of it at that time."

"You're just blaming me for all the troubles, forget it, there are two patients here, whisper to me."

Sine has pneumonia, Cosine's foot is rehabilitating, and it's not good for the two of them to quarrel here.

At this time, Cosine slapped her hand on the bed.

"So! So! Let's eat a bento box now, it's not right, I think let's enjoy the rice balls made by Miss Iya! ”

"Huh?"

Why is this guy surprised? Sayu looked at Yi Ye with some confusion.

She waved her hand to calm herself down before speaking

"Actually, there is nothing to do, but as a chef, you still have to be prepared for others to taste your own rice balls, and I will accept any praise and criticism, so as to improve my cooking skills and improve my cooking skills, which are very important preparations."

"It's just a rice ball together, there's no need for Miss Yi Ye to make such a fuss."

"Don't be kidding, oh Mr. Sayou, only if you are serious about everything will you get good results, and it is because of this that Mr. Sayou that you will not succeed every blind date."

"I've never been on a blind date, so there's no failure."

Anyway, after Cosine opened the hardcover rice ball combo bento, she took a rice ball and gave it to Sayou, and everyone else chose one for each.

Judging by the shape, it is very qualified, but I don't know what the taste is.

When you bite into the rice ball, it is a taste of bacon, is this the legendary bacon rice ball? Actually, it tastes pretty good.

It's the first time I've eaten chopped bacon and wrapped it in rice balls, and sure enough, rice balls are one of the most versatile, convenient, and varied foods in the world.

What does the god of rice balls really look like? When I think about it this way, the sine and cosine also express the taste of the rice ball, and it seems that everyone has the same opinion.

I took a sip of the tea that Sine gave myself, bacon rice balls with clear tea, I have to say that it is very strange.

However, having eaten and drunk enough, Sayu stood up from his position and did not intend to continue to disturb the couple patients.

But before leaving, Sayou suddenly remembered.

"Christmas is coming, the day after tomorrow, I've experienced all these things recently, and I'm about to forget about it."

"Yes, Mr. Sayou."

So, isn't it time to find a way to hold a pie duì while celebrating the night? (To be continued!)

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