The night before Christmas is called Christmas Eve. www.biquge.info In the West, people regard it as a day full of hope, thinking that its next day is Christmas, the beginning of a new year.

Among the students, Christmas is not seen as a festival with profound meaning, but as a special day to be able to do something different from usual.

Brother Chao walked around the street, and when he came across a department store or fruit stand, he would go in and take a look, but he always shook his head and walked out.

Today is Christmas Eve, and giving apples on Christmas Eve is something that many people do.

Brother Chao thought about giving an apple to the little glasses, although today is the weekend, but it will not be counted when he goes to school tomorrow.

But he didn't pick the apple he was looking for, because the apples he saw were either too ugly in shape, or not dark in color, and none of them could fit into his eyes.

Just during the day, there were many people on the street, and they were all in pairs, which was a fatal blow to Brother Chao who was walking alone on the road.

In the morning, he disappeared without a trace in the search.

For Brother Chao, such a purposeless search was too much of a waste of time and a waste of life, and it happened to coincide with his indirect choice phobia attack, so he simply decided to go to the Internet café without the slightest hesitation to stay for a while, thinking about coming out and looking for it again.

Coincidentally, the little leopard is also in the Internet café where he often surfs the Internet, and as soon as Brother Chao entered the door, in addition to smelling the heavy smell of smoke, he also felt the buff of the game king in the air, which made people subconsciously surrender.

"Damn, why are you here, little leopard?" As soon as Brother Chao went to the second floor of the Internet café, he saw the little leopard sitting in the corner concentrating on the game, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't touch me, I'm dying." The little leopard shook off Brother Chao's hand and stared at the screen with his eyes.

"It's boring." Brother Chao turned his head in disappointment, and the little leopard's side was full of people, so he had to find a place to sit in the opposite row.

After playing for a while, Brother Chao looked up at the little leopard, this thing didn't know where it went, and the computer was also black, obviously not going to the toilet.

"That's it? Don't even say hello? Brother Chao was a little depressed, and when he looked back at himself, the time was almost up, so he simply lit a cigarette and stopped playing.

He thought that since it was already dark, he would just find one, but he stopped at a corner that he must pass every time he went home.

There was a bazaar there.

I also came across charity sales in that place, where the money earned by selling all kinds of miscellaneous goods was donated to people in need.

But that day happened to be Christmas Eve, buy apples.

"Uncle, do you want to buy an apple?" Suddenly, a little girl, about seven or eight years old, held an apple and looked at Brother Chao timidly.

Brother Chao was a little stunned, and his face twitched, what do you mean by 'uncle'? Is the guy who is only seventeen or eighteen good?

"Or?" The little girl still looked up at Brother Chao, for fear that he would shake his head and leave like the people before him.

"How much is it?" Brother Chao crouched down and showed the most tender expression he could.

"Ten dollars a piece." The little girl replied.

"Give me one." Brother Chao took out a brand new ten-yuan coin from his pocket and exchanged it for an apple like a little girl.

The adults who were at the charity sale were very surprised to see the little girl's behavior, and hurriedly thanked Brother Chao.

"Lele, thank you, uncle." The adult patted the little girl on the shoulder.

Brother Chao is a little petrified, brother, child, called brother.

"Thank you, uncle." The little girl showed several of her missing teeth and smiled at Brother Chao.

As if suffering a critical hit, Brother Chao turned around, waved his hand very stiffly, and left.

But the apple in my hand is simply wrapped in colored plastic paper, but it is very satisfying.