On the night of Christmas Eve, the two started the following paragraph...... Somewhat awkward chat.

__Cold Feng Bo Liang°: Brother Gucheng, will you give me a gift on Christmas Eve?

Mo Gucheng: No

__Cold Feng Bo Liang°: [crying]

Mo Gucheng: I didn't cry either

__Cold Feng Bo Liang: What about adults?

Mo Gucheng: Hmm

__Cold Feng Bo Liang: Sure enough, adults are the most important thing in your heart [squinting smile]

__Cold Feng Bo Liang: Gossip, what are you going to give?

Mo Gucheng: I don't know

Mo Gucheng: I haven't thought about it yet

__Cold Feng Boliang: Sure enough, you still can't do without me hahahaha

__Cold Feng Bo Liang: No one around you knows adults better than me

__Cold Feng Bo Liang: I know there is a big shopping mall nearby, when you are free someday, let's go shopping, help you pick out gifts for adults, and buy me some more by the way [squint smile]

Mo Gucheng: Oh

__Cold Feng Bo Liang°: So, is this still a promise or a refusal?

__Cold Feng Bo Liang°: Young Master Mo, give a sentence to the right words [laughing and crying]

__Cold Feng Boliang: If you don't refute, I'll let you agree?

Mo Gucheng: Hmm

__Cold Feng Bo Liang°: [laughing and crying] [laughing and crying]

__Cold Feng Bo Liang°: You are colder online than you are in reality!

__Cold Feng Bo Liang°: Except for me, I guess no one can stand you

__Cold Feng Bo Liang°: So you really have to cherish it I know it![tears]

__Cold Feng Bo Liang: So you also agreed to my gift?

Mo Gucheng: No

Mo Gucheng: But you can send me

Mo Gucheng: I'll only accept your gift alone

Feng Boliang didn't know, don't look at Mo Gucheng's cold words, in fact, it was already very good that he could insist on replying.

In his message box, there are many messages that he doesn't read or recall, and is directly buried on the side to accumulate dust. And she is the only friend he will reply to and is willing to chat with her.

Half an hour later.

The whole street is full of festive atmosphere, and the chic Christmas trees are placed on both sides of the road, and the branches are full of colorful lights. Most of the pedestrians come and go in pairs, and there is an unconcealed affection between them.

Stores large and small have taken advantage of this day to launch holiday specials. Not only do you have a lot of products to choose from, but you also have extra gifts to give. The clerk in front of the store who handed out the leaflets was wearing a Santa hat and had a warm smile on his face.

Christmas is such an infectious holiday. It's a place where you don't even need to deliberately prepare, just walk on the street at will, you can be in it and blend in.

Soft music, played through the stereo, is like a lingering sound in the night. Take a deep breath, the air of this night seems to have a bit of candy.

Feng Boliang stood under the largest Christmas tree and waited. Tonight, she wears a black leather coat, with a string of choking chains hanging from the sleeves and collar, a shiny belt around her waist, and a pair of black bottom trousers, mixed with a large number of disorderly white patterns on the pants, and a cool and fashionable sense arises spontaneously.

The hair is dyed a warm reddish-brown color, and in the light of the Christmas lights, it looks like the color of a sunset. Occasionally, a few violets are highlighted, which adds a touch of charming exoticism to her.

It's still her favorite punk style, and she easily wears a queen's style. However, in the atmosphere of Christmas Eve, this "queen" is no longer so aggressive, but more like a friendly queen who visits and enjoys with the people.

Mo Gucheng came from afar. He wore a wide dark trench coat, his face was grim, and his facial lines were as clear and distinct as a knife and axe. All the way, it was like a top model, completing the highest scale catwalk on the runway.

He has a natural kingly demeanor, and it doesn't seem to match this urban night scene. But in the same way, in the crowd, he is always dazzling and recognizable.

As soon as Feng Boliang saw him, he couldn't help but smile and walked quickly to meet him.

"Brother Gucheng, you're very punctual, I thought you were going to come to me after you finished cultivating. ”

Mo Gucheng glanced at her indifferently, and said lightly: "Since I have promised you, the sooner I start, the sooner I finish." ”

Feng Boliang deliberately complained: "Do you want to be so faceless when you speak? It's rare that I sincerely want to accompany you to pick a gift!"

Mo Gucheng interrupted bluntly: "You just want me to spend Christmas Eve with you." There are so many candidates, why are you looking for me?"

Feng Boliang didn't know if it was his own delusion or not, and when he said "so many candidates", his tone had a subtle vinegar taste.

This discovery made her eyebrows happy, and she smiled as soon as her eyes rolled: "Then let me ask you first, if I don't make an appointment with you today, will you have to cultivate alone for the festival?"

Mo Gucheng didn't answer, but judging from his expression, "nonsense" was written all over his face.

"So, I'm the messenger of peace sent by heaven to save you!" Feng Boliang announced to himself, "I must take you to an unforgettable Christmas Eve and let you know what a festival is!" With that, she directly took his arm and pulled him towards the nearby shopping mall.

Mo Gucheng glanced at the arms raised by the two, and a strange fluctuation crossed his eyes, but he was also surprisingly not resistant, and she led the way.

Soon, the two came to the front of the mall. A greeter presents crystal apples to the guests who step in.

The apple is actually made of plastic, but it looks as crystal clear, and it is very popular with customers.

"Why do you want to send apples?" Seeing that Feng Boliang took it, Mo Gucheng had no choice but to take the other one. But he really didn't like this kind of useless gadget.

"Because apples are homophonic to peace, eating peace fruits on Christmas Eve is also to pray for good luck throughout the coming year. Feng Boliang dutifully explained to him. Then she handed her apple to him.

"Come, let's exchange, in the coming year, you will bless me, and I will bless you. ”

Mo Gucheng glanced at the apple coldly, and said a sinister sentence: "I don't think you can bless me." ”

Anyway, he is always like this, he says heart-piercing words coldly, and Feng Boliang is used to being damaged by him. And only she knows that this tsundere genius, although he always resists everyone's approach with indifference, but for the most important people, his little tenderness and care are also disguised under these indifference.

There is also a card hanging on the apple, and many customers do not leave immediately after taking the apple, but write something on the card nearby. Seeing that Mo Gucheng seemed to have doubts, Feng Boliang took the initiative to explain:

Write the name of an important person on it and hang the apple on the Christmas tree, and you can ask the gods for the blessing of him. Let's also write our names and pray for our relatives and friends. ”

Mo Gucheng just shook her coldly: "Do you believe this kind of thing too?"

In his opinion, praying for ethereal gods is all vain, and only if you really become strong and have enough ability to protect the people you care about, this is the most important thing!

"Sincerity is spirit. Feng Boliang said this, already writing with a pen.

Although Mo Gucheng really disdains this kind of pediatrics, when he saw her serious appearance, he couldn't help but remember that when she was in the team trial, she also sat by the candle flame so seriously, designing a strategy for the team to turn defeat into victory.

It's always cynical, but when it's serious, it's also very real. She really makes herself admire.

Blessed one...... After a brief hesitation, Mo Gucheng also picked up the pen and wrote on the card one by one.

There were very few people worth his attention, and behind those few names, he paused for a moment and wrote the name of the girl next to him.

Somehow, looking at that name, he felt a little like a thief for the first time. Carefully turned the card around, turning the side with the words to the inside, as if she was afraid that she would find out what she wanted.

"Who did you write?" Over there, Feng Boliang also wrote his name, and suddenly became interested in his card, "Show me too." ”

Mo Gucheng immediately took the apple away, with an awkward expression: "It won't work if you see it." ”

Feng Boliang thought it was funny, and deliberately teased him: "Don't you don't believe this?"

Mo Gucheng had a serious face: "Sincerity is spiritual." ”

In the end, the two finally stopped pursuing each other's cards, and both gathered around the door of the store and began to hang the apples with the cards written on the Christmas tree.

In the eyes of onlookers, the two at this time are completely a pair of well-matched couples. The men and women are handsome, and they complement each other, which is simply eye-catching.

After this episode, the two officially went to the mall.

Mo Gucheng didn't understand why Feng Boliang had so much energy. She seems to be happy all the time, and every time she walks in front of a stall, she picks and chooses with great interest. For her, it seems that there is never anything to worry about, no one will let her lose her smile, no one will let her feel the malice of the world.

It is normal for people who grew up in a place like the Nine Shadows Hall to be as gloomy as Feng Qiwu, but she ...... She never seemed to have experienced that kind of cruel competition, she lived effortlessly, and always maintained the clearest childlike heart. But it's not just the innocence of ignorance of darkness, but the fact that even if you see the deepest darkness, you can still smile again in the next moment. At such an age, such a state of mind, it is really rare.

Maybe it's the special atmosphere of Christmas Eve, or maybe it's the feeling triggered when writing a card, Mo Gucheng's heart has softened a lot on this night.

As he passed a health food shelf, he paused to examine the various supplements.

"What, buy supplements for Liangcheng?" Feng Boliang also knew a lot about him, and now he could see through his heart at a glance, "Yes, I finally have a little bit of a good brother!"

“…… I just don't want to be on the hot search anymore by his illness. "The signboard from Mogucheng is duplicitous.

"Have you also watched his previous public welfare reality show?" Feng Boliang easily seized the loophole, "He performed really well in that show, he is no longer a child behind you, and has really become a businessman in his own right." And his personality charm has also changed many people inside and outside the show. How about it, don't you say that your brother has embarrassed you this time?"

Mo Gucheng's face froze, and he turned his gaze unnaturally: "He's so old, if he still hasn't grown at all, then he's really a waste." ”

With the two boxes of supplements he had chosen—one for his father and the other for his younger brother—Mo Gucheng took the lead, seemingly not wanting to continue the topic.

Feng Boliang sighed deliberately: "Alas, you are really a person, you are always so unfrank. For you to admit that Liangcheng is excellent, and I am beautiful, which one is more difficult?"

Mo Gucheng's face twitched for a while, and finally he left a sentence: "It's harder to shut you up." ”

Just talking and laughing, the two also walked around the mall for most of the circle, and then came to a drink shop to drink milk tea.

The two sit in a corner position, neither attracting attention nor being disturbed by others. Feng Boliang fiddled with the jade slip by himself, and the words he said surprised Mo Gucheng.

"Brother Lonely, do you want to talk to an adult?"

Then, without waiting for Mo Gucheng to react, she had already initiated a video call request directly to the other end.

"Hey, how are you, my lord?" Facing the gods admired by the world, Feng Boliang's reaction at this time was like a girl slapping a big head sticker, waving his hand at the screen, and making a playful V. Seeing Mo Gucheng on the side, his eyebrows were shaking.

"Well, what's the matter with Ryoko?" Jiang Yekong replied to the camera while taking care of another "older child" next to him.

Ruan Yu is leaning on him, competing with him for the sovereignty of the camera, and sometimes learning from Feng Boliang's appearance, selling cute V words to the screen.

Feng Boliang smiled "I understand", and then couldn't wait to throw out the routine she had just thought of: "My lord, I hope I'm the last one to say happy holidays to you today." ”

Every Christmas Eve, even if Jiang Ember is not on the Spirit Continent plane, he will definitely chat with Feng Boliang and say a few words. And this little girl will also design some strange traps for him to drill every year, although in the end he will always be reversed by his counter-routine - Jiang Yankong has long been accustomed to this, and replied cooperatively: "Why?"

Feng Boliang smiled proudly: "Recently, I learned a new word, called 'series position effect', which means that in a series of things you come into contact with, the beginning and the end are often the ones that impress you the most." So if I can't grab the first one, then I'll grab the last one. ”

"For example, do you remember who was the first to send you a blessing this morning? I don't remember, but you must remember that it was I who blessed you now! That is, although I am not involved in your past, I am going to contract your future. ”

Saying that, Feng Boliang also skillfully gestured to his heart, and he was very familiar with it.

Jiang Yankong nodded a little amusedly: "Well, you are still the last one for the time being, but I can't say if you can keep it up." ”

At this time, the camera on Feng Boliang's side shifted slightly, and as soon as Mo Gucheng entered the mirror, he immediately hurriedly bowed and saluted: "My lord!"

Jiang Yan smiled smugly at Feng Boliang: "Now you are not the last." ”

(End of chapter)