Zhuo Yan has a wish. He hopes that on Christmas night, Santa Claus, who only works one day a year, can give him a lover who suits his heart.
He looked forward to it again and again, and every Christmas passed in loneliness and disappointment, but his wish never came true.
Zhuo Yan naively wondered if Santa Claus was too old to hear what he said? But why is it so unfair? Several good brothers all have their own true love, but I am still looking forward to it and waiting hard.
When he no longer expected Santa Claus, a miracle happened...
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