"It'll get better when spring arrives." Right now, Xiao Changyi could only say this.
Seeing his wife's hands and feet covered in frostbite, he truly felt heartbroken. He wished it was himself suffering from frostbite, while his wife remained unharmed.
After putting the ointment away, Xiao Changyi helped An Jing put on her shoes and socks. Then, he fetched a basin of hot water, and together they washed their hands. When their hands were clean, Xiao Changyi sat back beside An Jing.
An Jing leaned on Xiao Changyi's shoulder, and Xiao Changyi naturally wrapped his arm around An Jing's shoulders.
The two of them stayed like this, leaning against each other in silence for a long time.
"Husband." Suddenly, An Jing called out softly, very softly.
"Hmm?" Xiao Changyi immediately responded.
