"Hurry up and take it apart and take a look. I've been looking for it for a long time and picked it out." Perhaps because she had been running just now, her cheeks were rosy and her eyes were sparkling.
His slender fingers slowly untied the light purple ribbon, and then slowly opened the gift box. Looking at the apple that was as red as her face inside the gift box, his heart skipped a beat, and then he asked: "Why did you give me the apple?"
"Christmas Eve, this is the most practical. Do you like it? Well, I don't know what you like. If you don't like it... If you don't like it, I have nothing else to do..." The more he spoke, the lower his voice became.
He looked at her quietly, and just when she couldn't help but want to speak, he spoke.
"I like it."
How could you not like it? You gave it to me, peace for the rest of my life.