My daily life in love is too contrary to my character.

A gentle breeze blew her long hair back, revealing her delicate, beautiful face that was both aloof and smiling, and below her, a handsome young man whose height was already exceptional. The dim yellow light shone on them, giving them a warm glow.

Whether they arrived later or were already waiting here, people would occasionally turn their gazes toward this spot. Some couples even had the girlfriends climb onto their boyfriends' shoulders, but they all avoided this area to prevent being compared.

The old man who lit the lamp smiled and nodded at the two of them.

However, everyone's attention was soon drawn to other things.

Snowing.

Dots of white flowers slowly fell from the sky, swaying left and right like musical notes, before finally landing in Soga no Utsuren's palm.

She reached down and showed the flowers to Shiraishi Sawa.

Shiraishi Sawa gently blew a breath, and the snowflakes gradually melted into a few drops of water. "Be careful, your hands will get cold."

"It's alright, it's warm here." As soon as she finished speaking, a hand slipped through the gap between her neck and pleated skirt, where freshly melted snow water flowed.

"Hiss~" Shiraishi Zexiu subconsciously shrank his neck, then felt his thighs squeeze even tighter and heard the girl's soft laughter.

Wow~ it's snowing!

"It's the most wonderful white Christmas ever!"

"Quick, quick, Yumi, come over here and take a picture with me."

......

Passersby around were also expressing their amazement, taking out their phones to take photos or videos, with the sound of camera shutters clicking incessantly.

“It’s a good omen that it snowed before the lighting ceremony. ‘Like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom.’” Even the old man who lit the lamps said with a smile, and the last line of the poem was spoken in Chinese, which made Shiraishi Sawa feel a sense of familiarity.

Snowflakes were hidden among his graying hair, giving him a sense of tranquility.

"Are you cold, President? Can I give you my trench coat?" Shiraishi Sawa asked.

"No, it's okay."

The snow was still falling heavily and endlessly, but the countdown on the firecrackers only had half a minute left.

Everyone's cameras turned from the sky to this spot.

"Ten! Nine!..." The person lighting the lamp cleared his throat and began the countdown in a loud, clear voice.

The onlookers joined in the shouting.

"Three! Two! One! Light the lamp!"

The firecrackers burst open, releasing a flurry of colorful ribbons that danced with the snowflakes, drifting in all directions.

This flower bed is surrounded by four roads in four directions. At the end of the road, not far in the sky, fireworks show off their beauty to the world in that instant.

Amidst the clamor, the true meaning of the lighting ceremony was revealed: the colorful lights hanging around the road began their performance.

Starting from the flowerbeds and radiating outwards, all the previously unlit colored lights begin to add a touch of captivating brilliance and warmth to Christmas.

A vast sea of ​​lights, as dusk settles, neon lights shimmer and glow.

A girl's soft sigh came from behind.

"Isn't it beautiful? This is just the tip of the iceberg of the Christmas Carnival!" Shiraishi Sawah proudly boasted.

"nice."

The work of the 'lamplighter' was not over, but just beginning. He walked to the front of the flower bed, where a sightseeing tram was parked, and sat in the driver's seat.

"Those who wish to ride, please line up to buy tickets and board the train in an orderly manner."

"Would you like to sit down, President?" Shiraishi Sawah knelt down, letting Soga Kiri Ren return to the ground, brushing away the snowflakes that had settled on the girl's head, and asked.

"I want to sit, but there are so many people, I don't want to waste time queuing."

At the ticket booth, a long queue had already formed, and each train only had a few dozen seats at most. For Suga Muren, every minute and every second was precious.

"Checkmate!"

Hideaki Shiraishi showed his phone screen, above which was a QR code that read "Train Sightseeing".

"I've already booked these online. Let's get on the bus." I bought three tickets, but I guess I can only use two today.

During the event in the Minato Ward, Shiraishi Sawa also bought some, embodying the idea of ​​being prepared for any eventuality.

"Amazing." Soga Kirei never hesitated to praise Shiraishi Zexiu.

The two boarded the train and sat in the middle seats, with Shiraishi Sawa Hide reserving the best window seat for Soga Kirei.

Soon, all the seats on the first tram were filled, and with the driver's announcement of "Departure!", the tram slowly started moving and began its journey along the road.

Countless light bulbs were placed on the beech trees along the street, emitting a warm and soft glow. The halo of light on the treetops created a romantic atmosphere. The wind blew through the thin layer of fresh snow, and the colored lights swayed and the ribbons danced freely.

The cold white snow and warm lights intertwine to create a beautiful and dreamlike night scene.

Soga Kirei's gaze shifted between the scenery outside the window and Shiraishi Sawa's face, which was close to hers; both were quite beautiful.

I want to give him a kiss.

“This is the izakaya we just ate at,” Shiraishi Sawa said.

The tram will circle around here and then return to that flower bed to pick up the next batch of tourists, so it's not unusual for it to pass by there.

Shiraishi Sawa turned to look at Soga Kirei, who hadn't responded. Seeing her blank stare, she looked up and said "Mm" only after he turned away.

He instantly understood her thoughts, since he sometimes thought the same way. Shiraishi Zexiu leaned in and gave her a light peck on the lips, then pulled away immediately.

The two smiled and looked out the window again; the izakaya had long since disappeared behind them.

The snowfall intensified, blanketing Tokyo in a white frost that embraced the shimmering neon lights.

"Everyone," the elderly man who was the 'lamplighter' in the driver's seat suddenly said as the car entered a narrow road, "look out the window, do you know where we are?"

The walls on both sides are decorated with hearts, Cupid, and many love-related quotes painted with colored lights.

Without you, there would be no future for my art. If I had to choose between you and art, I would gladly give up art. — Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

I want to be that little white chair that keeps you company as you watch the sea when you're tired. — Yoshio Saito

The moon is beautiful tonight. — Natsume Soseki

......

The love words of writers, both those Shiraishi Sawa and those he didn't know, are engraved on the walls here.

"This is the Love Street of Takeshita Street. If you kiss here, you will receive the blessing of love. If you are lovers, please don't hesitate to kiss boldly."

It's a pity my wife isn't here right now, otherwise I would definitely stop the bus and kiss her. But I'll still bring her on the last bus of the day.

The old man laughed heartily.

The passengers were still hesitant. Some had come alone, while others had come with friends of the same sex. At that moment, they all wore expressions of helplessness.

I just wanted to come out and see the Christmas night view, but I didn't expect to be forced to eat a bunch of PDA.

The couple in the middle embraced each other with just a glance the moment the old man finished speaking, hoping for the blessings of Love Street.

But it doesn't matter if there are no blessings, we'll definitely be together anyway.

Chapter 267 Some things are no longer needed.

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"President, let's go inside the mall. The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier." After getting off the tram, Shiraishi Sawa said, looking at the snowflakes in the sky.

His trench coat was already draped over Soga Kirei's shoulders, while his turtleneck sweater was sufficient for him.

"it is good."

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Every shop on the street casts its delicate lights upon pedestrians. At the entrance of the mall, two Christmas trees made of spruce trees stand on either side, sparsely decorated, like soldiers guarding the place.

The mall is brightly lit with white lights, and the warmth is overwhelming. When you breathe out inside, the white mist is not as thick as it is outside.

Once you walk in, the most eye-catching thing is the tall Christmas tree not far ahead. If the two trees outside the door are soldiers, this one is the king being protected.

The European fir trees, at least ten meters tall, are lush and decorated with exquisite ornamentation. The stars at the top bear the mall's logo, and the colorful lights hanging on them are just as dazzling and complex as the beech trees outside, if not more so.

At this moment, the neon lights are changing colors rhythmically in sync with the music playing in the mall.

Outside the protective fence, a group of people are taking photos and checking in.

Shiraishi Zexiu stood at the entrance, glanced at the mall map, and then pulled Soga Kirei towards the mall's department store.

Along the way, most of the shops had already put up 'sale' signs. Christmas has always been a discount season in Japan. Shiraishi Sawa saw a shop that even had a sign saying 90% off, which was practically a clearance sale.

"Is there anything you want to buy, Shiraishi?"

After being pulled to the supermarket entrance, Soga Kirei finally asked him about his purpose.

"I'll buy you a hand warmer. Your hands are always cold, it must be really uncomfortable," Shiraishi Zexiu said with a smile.

Soga Kirei nodded, her expression unchanged, but Shiraishi Sawa could sense her happiness.

Instead of choosing a hot water-heating hand warmer, which is inconvenient to carry, Shiraishi Sawah opted for a power bank-style hand warmer.

"President, would it be more comfortable to hold this?" Shiraishi Sawa handed the free sample to Soga Kirei and asked.

After experiencing it for a moment, Soga Kirei nodded.

Shiraishi Sawa Hide himself tried it out, and the heating speed was quite satisfactory, plus it was very convenient to carry.

"Which one do you like? I think this avocado looks good and feels comfortable to hold."

“Then this one.” Soga Kirei picked up an avocado-shaped one and then asked, “Shiraishi, do you have gloves or scarves? I can buy them for you as a gift exchange.”

In Japan, exchanging gifts is indeed a Christmas tradition.

“I’ve got it! Takanashi made these for me, so I don’t need to buy anything else. Besides…” Shiraishi Sawa explained why he didn’t buy gloves from outside.

"She knitted it by hand. Kotori is so amazing." Soga Kirei nodded and said.

“She’s always been amazing,” Shiraishi Zexiu said with a light laugh.

"Shiraishi, is there anything else you need?"

“I don’t lack anything anymore. The only thing I lack compared to others is face and heart, but I don’t want either of those things anymore,” Shiraishi Zexiu said, pointing to his face.

Self-deprecation no longer exists.