Sitting in the nanny car, Sun Shaoye had no idea about his aunt's arrangement. Maybe on his birthday, he doesn't know how surprised he should be when he sees such a suddenly erected billboard.

Looking down at the script, Sun Shaoye suddenly said to Jin Zhilan, who was sitting in his passenger seat: "Zhilan, are you ready for the gift I asked you to prepare before?" ”

"Well, it has been prepared for a long time, and it has been sent to the homes of those twenty fans by courier yesterday." Snapping her fingers, Jin Zhilan squinted her already small eyes and said to Sun Shaoye: "Calculate it, it will be handed to them today at the latest." ”

"Got it, thanks." Pulling the zipper of his backpack, Sun Shaoye took out a rectangular box from inside and handed it to Jin Zhilan.

"What is this?" Taking the box from Sun Shaoye's hand, Jin Zhilan asked with some puzzlement.

"Of course it's a Christmas gift," Sun Shaoye smiled and handed the other two copies in the backpack to Jin Zhilan together, "These two gifts, the blue wrapper is for Yin Heng, and the green wrapper is for Brother Shengxun." ”

Taking the gift box, Jin Zhilan said with some emotion: "Thank you for your Christmas gift." ”

Smiling, Sun Shaoye didn't speak, just lowered his head and looked at the script.

The meaning of Christmas to Sun Shaoye is exactly the same as the Spring Festival is to Asians. Every Christmas, Sun Shaoye always spends it with his family, and the Christmas gifts never fall.

But now, because of work, Sun Shaoye has no way to go home and reunite with his family. There's no way to give your own gifts. Therefore, he could only send the hand-selected gifts directly to France by air transportation.

In addition to grandparents, parents, brothers and sisters, and little nephews, even his 'little baby' Xiao Qi also has Christmas gifts. Of course, on the side of his grandfather and aunt, Sun Shaoye will not be left behind. The elderly in South Korea are only Christmas, but this does not mean that Sun Shaoye will not buy gifts for them.

Then there are gifts for the family, gifts for the fans. Sun Shaoye will also be ready. After all. It is with their support that Sun Shaoye can go smoothly in the entertainment industry.

It's just that the number of fans is too large, and he can only select some fans from it. Choose a gift for them.

So. With the help of fan president Lee Ji-won. Fifteen fans were randomly selected. Of course, this selection process will not be selected in the name of 'Christmas gifts'.

Otherwise. When fans receive their gifts at Christmas, there are no surprises at all.

As the courier brother rode his motorcycle again and delivered the express delivery to each signatory, some people were holding puzzled expressions about the express delivery they suddenly received.

On Christmas morning, with the ringing of a doorbell, Lee Seung-ho, who lives in Busan, with a puzzled expression, took a flat box tightly wrapped in brown paper from the courier's hand.

"What is this?"

"I guess I haven't bought anything on the Internet lately, so whose is it?"

"Could it be a mistake, but the address is right?"

His face obviously didn't wake up, but with doubts, Li Shenghao walked to the living room noisily.

"Son, what's wrong?" Coming out of the kitchen, Li Shenghao's mother looked at her son who was sitting on the sofa and was in a daze at a cardboard box and asked, "It's finally the weekend today, why don't you sleep for a while?" ”

"Mom, what did you buy me on the TV shopping table again?"

Stunned by her son's words, Li's mother said puzzledly: "I don't, I haven't bought anything on TV for a while." ”

Waving the cardboard box in his hand, Li Shenghao asked puzzledly, "Then what is this?" ”

Hearing her son's words, Li's mother took the box from his hand and looked at it over and over again. After seeing no clue, he directly dismantled it.

When she saw that there was a scarf and a letter inside, Li's mother looked at her son's eyes and became strange.

"Son, tell your mother honestly, are you in love?"

Hearing his mother's words, Li Shenghao jumped up quickly like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Mom, I don't even have a girlfriend, how can I fall in love."

Li Shenghao's strong reaction naturally made Li's mother even more suspicious.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, I can pat my chest and promise you!"

Li Shenghao's words made Li's mother suddenly puzzled, and handed the scarf in the box to her son, and Li's mother said, "Then who gave you this scarf?" ”

Shaking his head, Lee Seung-ho said he didn't know. However, after seeing the white envelope on the scarf, Li Shenghao opened it with doubt.

Li Shenghao has a habit of reading letters, that is, to read the signature at the end first, so when he saw the three words 'Sun Shaoye' attached to the end, the whole person was stunned.

"Lee Seung Ho Xi: Merry Christmas! I didn't expect it, this gift is a gift from me, thank you for your continued support. In the past, when I was diving at the fanclub, I used to see you complaining about the heavy homework in your senior year of high school, and the cram school that your mother enrolled you to keep you busy like a spinning top. In fact, although the third year of high school is too busy, it is the happiest time in life. Maybe you won't understand it now, but when you grow up, you will look back and see how nostalgic the abundant life of the third year of high school will be.

A few years ago, when I was still in school, I used to think about you, busy like a spinning top. I complained and thought about giving up, but in the end I persevered. Now, when I look back, I feel that the happiest days were the days when I went to school.

In fact, being able to enroll you in classes and let you go to cram school is also a manifestation of her love for you. Stop complaining, study hard, and be a child who makes your mother proud.

This scarf is my Christmas gift to you, and I hope it can accompany you into the gate of your ideal university. At that time, you will appreciate your hard work during this time.

Come on, fighting! ”

Sun Shaoye's letter to Li Shenghao was written seriously by him in his spare time. Although the letter is only two or three hundred words, it contains Sun Shaoye's concern for fans.

After Li Shenghao finished reading word by word, he wiped the corners of his eyes that were a little moist, stood up and turned around and walked to the bathroom.

"Son, what are you doing?"

"Wash your face and read a book!"

Looking at Li Shenghao's back, the corners of Li's mother couldn't help but curve a smile on her mouth. (To be continued.) )