He made a swift decision.
The little boy went to the staff, took a Santa Claus suit for children, and put it on. He donned the festive long hat, stuck on the snow-white bushy beard, and attached a fake skin membrane to his face.
No one could recognize his original appearance.
Returning to his mother, he instructed her, "Remember to take photos for me later."
His mother was puzzled and urged him, "Young Master, we need to catch our plane back, or we will miss the flight."
"Change the booking," the little boy ordered her almost commandingly.
No room for discussion.
"…" His mother, having no choice, sighed, "As you wish."
Afterward.
The little boy took out an expensive crystal music box from among the many shopping bags, found a quiet corner, pressed the record button, and played the song to the very end. After the song finished, he recorded a message:
"Mosquito, it's Shu, remember me?
Did you see the letter I wrote for you?
Why didn't you contact me?
