Zhang Yixing tried out a few chords, and the tone was clear and elastic, with a deep bass and a bright treble, and the overall sound was very balanced.

Ou Yangguang took it and tried it out. The neck felt comfortable to hold, and the body was of moderate weight.

Ultimately, after repeated auditions, comparisons, and discussions, they returned to the original wood-colored guitar.

It may not be made of the most expensive wood, nor is its tone the most outstanding in any particular aspect, but its sound is balanced and transparent, its feel is comfortable, and its appearance is simple and elegant, giving people a warm and reassuring feeling, just like the Chanyeol in their eyes, who may seem lively and cheerful, but is sincere and warm at heart.

“This is it.” Ouyang and Zhang Yixing smiled at each other and made their decision in unison.

The sound and feel of this instrument immediately made them feel that "this is brilliant," bright, warm, and infectious.

After making the decision, Ou Yangguang took out his phone and showed the engraving content that he and Zhang Yixing had discussed beforehand to the master craftsman: "Master, could you please engrave a sentence here for me?"

The experienced worker took the phone and looked at the English text on the screen: "To our happy virus - From your brothers."

He laughed, wrinkles deepening at the corners of his eyes: "Very fitting, that child just makes you happy. Don't worry, leave it to me."

He took out his fine carving tools, adjusted the lighting, and began to meticulously carve the words by hand in a suitable spot on the back of the headstock.

Every stroke is steady and precise, forever engraving this sentiment onto this musical instrument.

After the engraving was completed and payment was made, Ou Yangguang solemnly accepted this gift that carried his heartfelt sentiments.

Stepping out of the workshop, holding his guitar, Ou Yangguang felt a special sense of satisfaction.

Park Chanyeol, who spent most of the day wandering alone on tree-lined streets, being abandoned by his younger brothers, and awkwardly encountering the members in different shops, has finally chosen a gift for someone.

Chanyeol was in a boutique with elegant decor and a retro vibe.

He was first drawn to a uniquely shaped cup on the shelf.

It was a ceramic mug printed with a design of Michael Jackson's iconic dance pose.

Then, his gaze fell on a soft, thick gray knitted scarf.

In winter, a scarf is a practical and warm gift. He carefully touched the material; it was very soft, and the color was a versatile gray.

He imagined how warm and beautiful the other person would look wearing the scarf.

Finally, Chanyeol leaned on the store shelf and sincerely wrote a handwritten letter. Only he knew the contents of the letter. Perhaps it was to share his recent feelings, perhaps to express gratitude and blessings, or perhaps it was just some trivial daily things he wanted to tell the other person.

After paying, he carefully wrapped the cup and scarf, and put them into the shopping bag along with the handwritten letter.

How will Chanyeol, who knows nothing about this, react to the surprise gifts that the members have prepared with such trepidation?

The mystery of who he will ultimately give this carefully prepared gift to, and what is written in his handwritten letter, will be revealed at the last moment.