"No problem, by the way, actually, I want to give you a headphone, the same pink one as me, but I found that I didn't have enough budget after buying PS5, hehe."

She happily expressed her original thoughts. After all, Andaoyuan would definitely not care about this, and Miss God could also see this.

"It's okay. Compared to headphones, the stand will probably be more useful. I will put it in front of the desk in the study later. It will definitely be very good as a decoration."

Andaoyuan really doesn't care, after all, the intention given in the gift cannot be simply estimated by price.

He also gave the maple leaf bookmarks he made one by one to everyone in Hyacinth: "It's just a simple little gift, but these leaves are all collected by me in autumn. I have engraved Tagore's poems and essays on it. I don't know if you will like them."

"Of course I like it."

Xue said seriously.

Perhaps from the story last night that represented Christmas Eve, she also learned more about the deep emotions.

It was a precious thing like a diamond, so no matter how harsh the wind and snow were, it could not be buried.

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Kagura Maki read the poetry collection he carried last night in the corner of the church accompanied by warm light.

He also rejected some people's invitation to dance and accompanied Akiyama Koinna's paintings until the church bell rang before returning home.

At this time, it was time to go to Zhuxun High School to study freely, and she still missed the atmosphere of yesterday.

Bathed in the hymns of the church choir, although she has no religious belief, she seems to see the erratic and quiet scenes of the church, and see the magnificent landscape and prayer scenes in the past.

The people who are lonely in the dark night, no matter who are powerful, rich, poor, old or young, are rushing in the holy days of today and tomorrow, and are filled with solemn and peaceful expressions before God.

This is the power of faith and the good side of human nature.

It is precisely because Kagura Maki's family is a violent organization that she has seen more kindness and sins that belong to the dark corners of Tokyo.

“It was so good today.”

Kotona Akiyama said happily. When she recalled the paintings she had written were framed with picturesque frames, she felt happy.

As a creator, it is a very proud thing that your work can be recognized.

So look at this rare clear sky.

Koinna couldn't help but feel happy: "I can make money without being a coolie. I'm so happy."

Maki will naturally not undermine her enthusiasm: "It means that your good luck is coming, and no one will be unlucky all the time."

"You are right, I have to continue working hard. At least this exam will not embarrass you and An Jun."

She clenched her fists and made short-term goals that could be achieved.

"come on."

Kagura Maki said with a smile.

She was carrying her schoolbag and her steps were elegant. On weekdays, Miss Maki went to school by herself, and sometimes she could meet Andaoyuan.

And at this moment, Kotona Akiyama is accompanied by her.

She suddenly felt good when she went to school with her friends.

Just as loneliness is the beginning of not loneliness, when she is afraid of loneliness and is driven by loneliness to find the reason for not loneliness, it is the loneliest time. Fortunately, she is also lucky in this regard.

Friends, they are enough.

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Andaoyuan carefully placed the gifts he received in Hyacinth Curie in his house or on the desk in the study.

Then he said goodbye to the snow happily packing the Christmas tree in the courtyard.

The Christmas tree was filled with snow, and there were many small ice strips hanging on the branches. When it shone through the sun, it shone brightly and was very beautiful. He brought the tree back and planted it in a pot.

The silver-haired girl took some wild fruits from the house, and then made some crosses or star-shaped cakes, and hung them on the branches. She also used some small candles to insert them on the branches, and dressed the tree in a colorful and very beautiful way.

It is quite in line with the practice of Flerenting, a medieval German in the early years.

"I'm leaving."

"By the way, Andaoyuan, are you still coming back for lunch?"

"I won't eat anymore. There is a club activity in the afternoon, but I will come back early in the evening to make turkey for you."

He responded gently to the snow's question.

"Okay, then you have to come back soon, I will miss you."

With the sound of wind chimes when leaving, Andao walked along the snow-covered road.

When I arrived at Takexun High School, I rarely saw many people sweeping the snow, most of whom were muscular men, and Ishii Goku was no exception.

He was in it, and after the snowflakes stopped falling, Zhuxun High School's campus ushered in a troublesome but also a hint of joy and fun sweeping the snow.

Many members of the club took shovels, brooms and other tools to their mission locations, and worked vigorously, their faces flushed, their hands and feet were numb, and they were panting. However, there were more deeper bonds to nature during the snow sweeping process, and the heat exhaled by everyone gradually dissipated in the white snow.

Andaoyuan could see a silver ring with alloy texture hanging on his neck with red thread, and he looked very hard.

"Senior Ishii, is this the reward you received in the show yesterday?"

"Haha, I didn't expect that Andaoyuan, you watched that show, are you very beautiful?"

As a frank man, Ishii Goku had no intention of hiding this ring on his neck since he felt like he was wearing this ring around his neck.

Of course, when Andaoyuan talked about this, he felt a little more proud in his answer.

“It’s really beautiful, and the meaning is unique, isn’t it?”

Andaoyuan originally wanted to help them clean the snow, but seeing these people so enthusiastic, he gave up. Perhaps he would not be missing here.

His attitude has always been rational and indifferent.

Of course, there is no enthusiasm for a passionate young man.

Just like the other people who gave it to Hyacinth, the flying birds engraved on the bookmark of the maple leaf are like poems:

(I believe that everything that can be heard and even foresee the discrete is precious, and those moments cannot be grasped. If you can't walk around and look around, the passing will inevitably not return. Just like flowers blooming all the way, stopping and leaving frequently, and then falling deeply into the touch of wind, frost, rain and snow. This is my destination in the world.)

The sun was shining at this time. When he returned to the student union, he could see that the roses he brought from the flower shop yesterday were still blooming with golden light, accompanied by a fragrance.
Chapter completed!