On Christmas Day fifteen years ago, Reiichi, who had just turned eighteen, tasted alcohol for the first time on a snowy Christmas. After waking up the next day, he hurriedly boarded a plane abroad.
Fifteen years later, on Christmas Day, Reiichi was coerced by his friends to attend a Christmas Eve party.
After many years, his drinking capacity is still as bad as ever, and he breaks down after just a few bottles of wine.
When I woke up the next day, I stared at the unfamiliar room for a long time.
Christmas Eve.
Looking at the chattering people in front of him, Song Yan's mind was filled with thoughts about the winter fifteen years ago.
Probably it's age.
That day.
The person in front of you asks yourself: What gift do you want most for Christmas?
He said: You.
Now, this unopened gift appeared within his reach again.
Song Yan thought that this time, he would never let go.
Intention: Thank you for meeting and reuniting
