Korean entertainment: I can steal the luck of celebrities with bad records.

Jang Nara lowered her voice and instructed, "To the left, to the left—no, he's coming this way, crouch down, crouch down—"

She half-squatted in front of the children, arms outstretched, like a mother hen protecting her chicks. Santa's red suit clashed completely with her personality, but she was having more fun than the children.

Lin Puzhi reached out towards her.

Jang Nara moved to the right, and Lim Pak-ji followed suit.

Jang Nara moved to the left, and Lim Pak-ji followed suit.

But Lin Puzhi always just missed catching Jang Nara.

At that moment, someone reached out from the side and gently pushed Jang Nara on the back.

Jang Nara lost her balance and fell forward.

Lin Puzhi subconsciously reached out to take it.

The brown fur of the reindeer costume clashed with the red velvet of Santa Claus, and the bells jingled for a long time, as if the sound of Christmas bells had been fast-forwarded.

Jang Nara buried her face in Lim Pak-ji's chest, the bells on her antlers jingling on her head, her hands gripping his arm, his hands on her waist.

Time seemed to stand still for two or three seconds.

Then, the boy who had just pulled Lin Puzhi's antlers was the first to react:

"Oh—the older brother and sister are hugging!"

The children started making a fuss.

"How embarrassing!"

Santa Claus married his reindeer!

"It's not a wedding, it's a hug!"

Dean Cui stood in the crowd, her face bearing her signature auntie smile.

Lin Puzhi suspected that it was Dean Cui who had pushed him just now.

He unzipped the reindeer costume, revealing an innocent face.

Jang Nara broke free from Lin Puzhi's embrace. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

She pulled her Santa hat down a bit, and the pom-pom on the tip bounced, covering half her face but not her ears.

Her ears were as red as the frosted strawberries on the table.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, giving Jang Nara an excuse to escape.

She said, "I'll go open the door."

Jang Nara opened the door and found three people standing there.

At the front was a female housekeeper, dressed in a dark formal suit with a badge pinned to her collar, standing ramrod straight.

There were two people standing behind her, one was the taxi driver from that morning, and the other was someone Lin Puzhi didn't recognize.

All three of them were covered in snow.

Jang Nara asked somewhat warily, "Who are you?"

The housekeeper took a step forward and bowed slightly to Lin Puzhi.

"Excuse me, I've come to take Miss home."

Li Yuexi ran out from among the children and ran towards the female housekeeper at the front.

"Aunt An! You've come to see me!"

The housekeeper crouched down and hugged Li Yuexi as she ran over.

Li Yuexi then saw the two people behind her who had been blocked by the housekeeper.

"Oh! And the kind auntie who gave me directions this morning and the taxi driver uncle, what brings you here too?"

The housekeeper looked Li Yuexi up and down, and after confirming that she was not injured, she explained:

"They are bodyguards to protect you on the road. Otherwise, how could the chairman feel comfortable letting you go out alone?"

Hearing this, Li Yuexi pouted angrily, "Dad is such a busybody. Yuexi clearly doesn't need protection."

"The chairman is doing this for your own good."

It turns out that Li Yuexi's "runaway" was within their sight from the very beginning; it was an adventure that her parents allowed her to complete.

Lin Puzhi then understood:

"No wonder old Deng wasn't surprised at all when I told him your daughter came to visit; he even let me spend the whole day with Yuexi."

"It turns out that a number of bodyguards had been following us from the shadows all along."

The housekeeper stroked Li Yuexi's head and said softly, "It's getting late, you should go home. The chairman and his wife are waiting for you to come back for dinner."

"Then I'm going to take the cookies I made today back home for my parents to eat."

Li Yuexi ran to the table, picked up the cookies she had already packed in a transparent plastic bag, and ran back to the housekeeper.

Turning back, he smiled and said to Lin Puzhi and everyone at the orphanage:

"Brother, Jang Nara, Grandma Choi, and everyone at the orphanage."

"I'm going home for dinner. Yuexi will come to visit you guys again next time."

……

Li Yuexi has left, leaving only tire tracks in the snow and everyone's memories as proof that she was here.

Lin Puzhi stood in the center of the activity room. He was still wearing his reindeer costume, and the bells on his antlers hung quietly without making a sound.

He took out his phone and took a picture of himself.

The deer's eyes were like two black buttons, just like his own eyes, revealing no expression.

He sent the photo to Choi Sulli.

Lin Puzhi: [Image]

[Lin Puzhi: Père David's Deer.]

A few seconds later.

[Choi Sulli: kkkkkkkkkkk!]

[Sulli: It really is a reindeer!]

[Choi Sulli: So cute!!!]

[Sulli: There are bells on the antlers!]

[Lin Puzhi: This photo is my Christmas gift to you, what about yours?]

[Choi Sulli: ???]

[Sulli: What kind of forced sale is this?!]

A few minutes later, Sulli sent a picture.

It's a photo of her wearing a dance costume.

Lin Puzhi was satisfied and sent the photos to He Zhuxi.

Lin Puzhi: [Image]

[Spring Bear: ...]

[Spring Bear: What is this?]

[Lin Puzhi: Reindeer costume, Santa's steed.]

[Spring Bear: Who is Santa Claus?]

Lin Puzhi: Santa Claus is Santa Claus.

There was a moment of silence on the other end.

[Spring Bear: Wear this when you come to the store tonight.]

Lin Puzhi: ?

[Spring Bear: On Christmas Eve, the store is missing a mascot.]

[Spring Bear: Triple Pay.]

Lin Puzhi: [Image]

The picture shows a deer making a "yoyo" sound.

……

As night fell, Lin Puzhi had to rush to his last show of the day.

He splurged again and took a taxi.

Lin Puzhi looked at the young female driver sitting in the driver's seat and thought to himself:

"This time, it shouldn't be Old Deng's bodyguards, right?"

Outside the car window, Seoul's neon lights lit up one by one. Department stores in Myeongdong were adorned with huge Christmas lights, street performers in Hongdae sang Christmas carols with guitars, and office workers in Gangnam looked out at the snow through the glass curtain walls.

Seoul at Christmas is bustling with people, adorned with lights, and filled with happy faces.

As the car passed an intersection, Lin Puzhi suddenly spoke.

"Master, please stop up ahead."

The driver pulled over.

Lin Puzhi got out of the car and walked into a boutique on the roadside.

The store was filled with Christmas merchandise—snowballs, reindeer headbands, Santa Claus dolls, and beautifully wrapped gift boxes.

The speakers on the ceiling were playing "Last Christmas," an old Wham! song that's played on repeat every Christmas.

He went around in circles and finally picked up a snowflake glass ball.

Inside the transparent glass sphere is a crooked Christmas tree, and beneath it stands a small doll wearing a red scarf.

Shake it, and snowflakes will float up and land on the trees and on the doll's shoulders.

He took the snow globe to the cashier.

"Please wrap this up for me."

Lin Puzhi took the gift and returned to the taxi.

Ten minutes later, we arrived at the Murakami Cafe.

He pushed open the shop door, and the bell jingled.

Lin Puzhi couldn't tell whether it was a bell made of deer antlers or a doorbell from the shop.

Welcome!

"No, it's you who's back!"

Lin Puzhi corrected him.

He Zhuxi looked up and saw Lin Puzhi dressed as a reindeer at the door. She paused in wiping the cup.

Then she laughed.

It's the kind of smile where the corners of the mouth curve first, then the eyes curve, and finally even the eyebrows soften.

Ha Joo-hee put down her cup.

"You're here?"

"Um."

"Is it cold outside?"

"good."

"Then stand at the door."

"?" Lin Puzhi slowly typed out a question mark.

"Of course, the mascot has to stand at the entrance to attract customers; otherwise, how could they easily get triple pay?"

Ha Joo-hee came out from behind the bar and looked him up and down.

"Never mind," she said. "Come inside, it's cold outside."

Lin Puzhi entered and walked to the bar.

He took the wrapped gift box from the breast pocket of his reindeer-print outfit and placed it on the bar.

Ha Joo-hee glanced at it.

"What is that?"

"Christmas presents".

"When did you learn to give gifts?"

"today."

"Who taught you that?"

"...I figured it out myself."

"Okay..." Ha Joo-hee smiled, "I'll just say you went to Santa Claus to practice your skills."

Lin Puzhi couldn't help but wipe away a cold sweat.

A woman's intuition is truly terrifying.