The first piece of music is Franz Gruber's "Silent Night"

The cheerful tune immediately livened up the atmosphere of the restaurant.

The piano music was so infectious that some little girls who came with their parents even started dancing along with the music involuntarily.

The girl looked at the little girls dancing, her eyebrows curved, and the music on her fingertips danced even more.

After a few songs.

Intermission.

Tang Susu reached out and took the thermos cup beside her. It was a pink thermos cup with a Chopin pendant hanging on it.

She lowered her head and took a sip of water.

The next second,

A bouquet of flowers appeared before her, followed by an exquisite gift box handed to her.

She was stunned, looked up, looked at the face of the person who came, and paused.

She gave a polite smile and habitually refused, "First of all, staff members are not allowed to accept things from guests."

The man smiled, placed the flowers and the priceless jewelry box on the piano lid, and gently touched the shape he had just made with his fingers. "No, when you get off work, you will no longer be a pianist, and I will no longer be a customer."

Tang Susu withdrew her gaze calmly, "My friend will come to pick me up after get off work."

She ignored him.

The girl raised her slender wrist slightly, her fingertips sank into the keys, and music began to play softly.

The handsome man felt frustrated and unhappy. When had it ever been so difficult for him to pursue a woman?

Every weekend, he came to listen to her play the piano, and every time he gave her a gift, she refused to accept it.

This woman is too hard to pursue.

But as he watched her playing the piano, he still took a few steps back and looked at her from a distance.

Sitting in front of the grand piano, she had a straight back, an elegant figure, and a noble look, and the music from her fingertips was even more beautiful.

This kind of woman is different from any other one he has ever met, so it is worth spending some time with her.

He didn't believe that his patience and money couldn't impress her.

Nine point one.

Tang Susu, carrying her schoolbag, picked up the safety bag prepared on the side, looked at the man guarding the door, and quietly slipped out the back door.

The girl didn't even look at the beautiful Louis XIV rose and the priceless pure gold apple on the piano.

The wind was howling outside and the branches of the trees were broken.

Tang Susu wrapped herself up in the cold.

Suddenly, something cold landed on my forehead.

She reached out and touched it.

Is it raining?

She looked up and saw the street lights in the square as bright as day, and flake-like snowflakes fluttering from the sky!

It’s snowing!

She stretched out her hand, and a pure snowflake fell into her palm and then disappeared.

She curled the corners of her mouth and smiled.

It’s snowing on Christmas Eve, it’s snowing!

There were exclamations all around.

“It’s snowing!”

“It’s snowing!”

Soon, the square was full of people.

There were close couples, young parents with children, and some elderly people who were not afraid of the cold.

Tang Susu narrowed her eyes, looked at the flying snow all over the sky, and also jumped for joy.

In a short while, the snow had piled up into a thick layer.

Although Tang Susu was not alone, she was also excited to make a small snowball.

She bent down and rolled up a small snowball, then worked hard to roll another snowball and carefully stacked it on top.

She took off her hat and put it on the snowman, then broke off a few dry branches to make the snowman's hands.

The wind was blowing, the girl's face was red from the cold, and her fingers were numb from the cold.

She looked at the snowman's round face and the pure hat, which was so cute. She narrowed her eyes and felt a sense of accomplishment.

She lowered her head and rummaged through her schoolbag to see if there was any material she could use to make the snowman's eyes and nose.

Suddenly, a little boy rushed towards them.

She was too late to stop the child and could only watch as the child knocked over her snowman.

The little boy had done something wrong and had disappeared without a trace.

Tang Susu was stunned for a moment.

On Friday night, everyone was celebrating the festival, and the streets were filled with laughter and joy.

But she was alone, all alone.

In a foreign land, it is better to be self-reliant.

After her part-time job, there was no family waiting for her.

When I got home, there was only a cold person there.

She just wanted to have some fun.

But the only little snowman was broken.

Her heart ached and tears immediately fell.

The next second, a pair of slender hands, with hot index fingers, gently stroked the corners of her eyes, and wiped away her tears with the warmth of the fingertips.

"Don't cry." Shao Ge's voice was deep.