In the corridor on the first floor of a certain community.
Cheng Lin stood quietly at the door, facing the glass door, with his blurry image reflected on it:
Wearing a thick winter black windbreaker with a silver-gray slim-fit vest underneath, he buttoned the rows of buttons one by one to make them fit tightly, and then put the hat on his head. It was very warm. He looked at it for a few seconds as if looking in a mirror.
, nodded with satisfaction.
This dress fit surprisingly well, as if it was custom-made for him.
Turning around, he glanced at the poor white gentleman who had been knocked unconscious and stripped of his clothes. Cheng Lin bowed slightly and saluted him, "I'll borrow some of my clothes."
The gentleman didn't respond.
Cheng Linquan took it as his acquiescence, "Thank you."
After hesitating for a moment, he bent down and picked up the gift box that the other party had dropped on the ground. Cheng Lin opened the door to the community and walked out.
…
…
He doesn't feel any burden about robbing people's clothes. It's just a deduction anyway, and it's false. Besides, if nothing happens, the world may be destroyed soon.
With his hands in his pockets and looking much more normal, he reappeared on the street and began to walk aimlessly.
Paris, the romantic city, also known as the flower city.
In Cheng Lin's impression, the labels that Xia Guo's media often put on this country are often related to "romance" and "love", and there is even a widely circulated word called "romantic".
Eiffel, Seine, Louvre, Versailles... Chanel, LV, Hermès... too many are familiar to him. For quite some time, this city has been synonymous with materialistic fashion for him. Who would have thought that today,
Actually came here.
"It's still February 14th."
Cheng Lin sighed.
Valentine's Day and Paris, these two words just put together already make people think about it. For this city, today is obviously an extraordinary day.
As Cheng Lin walked along, the shops on the roadside were colorfully decorated to celebrate the festival. Colorful streamers, balloons and decorations made the winter warmer.
The most abundant thing is flowers. Even in winter, the streets are still filled with bright red roses. Words about love scroll back and forth on the electronic screens standing in the streets. Men and women walk together on the streets, behaving intimately and joyfully. The air is full of love.
It seems to be mixed with the sour smell of love, and the whole city is filled with a festive atmosphere.
[When you walk in this city, you are surrounded by people everywhere you look, but you are alone. You feel the malice of this winter and this city towards you]
[You are walking aimlessly on the street. The whole city is immersed in the romantic atmosphere of the festival. An intersection appears in front of you. You decide to wait here for a while. A bus is about to pass by. In order to celebrate this festival about love.
, the bus is free to ride today, it will take you to the Eiffel Tower]
With the information emerging in his mind, Cheng Lin stopped and saw an intersection.
After waiting for a few minutes, a bus with a kissing love image on the surface came quietly. He got on the bus. There were not many people in the bus. He found a seat by the window and sat down. Cheng Lin pulled on his windbreaker.
He leaned back on the seat and noticed that the scenery outside the car began to change rapidly.
It was as if he was watching a video played at double speed. He knew that time was accelerating slightly.
[You sit quietly in the car, staring at the time slipping away from under your eyes, without any fluctuation in your heart. You observe these people from a perspective independent of the world, and start to sneer from the bottom of your heart. The people in the carnival have no idea that the crisis is coming.
Approach quietly]
The narration in my mind was low and powerful, with a hint of cruelty, just like this winter.
The world outside the car window is almost completely immersed in the ocean of romance. No matter where you go, you can see flowers and men and women holding hands. The sky is getting dark quickly, and the night is falling. Paris is still in winter in February, and the night falls very early.
.
The weather was always gloomy, even worse at night, but the festive atmosphere completely offset the bad weather.
"Chi~"
With the sound of the air pressure lever opening, the bus door opened. Cheng Lin finally stood up and got out of the bus with the gift box. He had already seen the Eiffel Tower outside the bus.
With his feet on the snow-covered path, Cheng Lin looked towards the world-famous Iron Tower, which is also one of the landmarks of Huadu.
There are no large buildings near the Eiffel Tower. If you stand on the tower, you can see through the barbed wire the surrounding wide roads and squares, as well as the buildings beyond.
At this moment, many couples are gathering there, lining up at the bottom of this landmark building, hugging and taking photos.
It was surrounded by flowers, and it was very lively.
Cheng Lin walked over quietly and found an empty bench nearby to sit down.
He put the gift box in his hand on his lap and looked at the men and women hugging and kissing for a while, and suddenly felt very lonely.
I opened the gift box and found chocolates inside.
Unpacking the package, he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. It was a bit bitter, and then gradually became sweet. Cheng Lin, wearing a black windbreaker, sat quietly on the bench, chewing the chocolate in silence, and interacted with the noisy and enthusiastic people over there.
The couples formed a sharp contrast.
suddenly.
Just when Cheng Lin had eaten the last piece of chocolate, a girl wearing a white cotton coat appeared in front of him.
She was wearing a pink hat, with some maroon hair peeking out from the edge of the hat, and a few freckles on her face. She was holding a flower basket in her hand, which contained bright red roses wrapped in cellophane.
"Sir, buy a flower."
she said.
Cheng Lin looked at her quietly, then smiled and shook his head.
He doesn't have euros, he only has RMB in his pocket.
The flower seller did not leave, but looked at him quietly for a few times, thought about it, then reached out and pulled out a rose and stuffed it into Cheng Lin's hand.
"Send it to you to help you get the favor of the God of Love as soon as possible." She said with a smile.
Cheng Lin was startled, a little surprised, and felt a little warm in his heart. He took it politely, then thought about it, handed the last piece of chocolate to her, and said, "Thank you, and I wish you the best."
The program translated his words into French. The little girl looked at him slightly surprised, and then laughed: "You speak French really well."
Hmm...I don't speak French...It's mainly because of the good translation of the program...
Cheng Lin said in his heart, slightly embarrassed, smiled, and did not explain. Seeing the little girl eating chocolate, her eyes turned into slits with laughter and she was about to run away. Cheng Lin suddenly stopped her: "It's so late and it's cold. Come back quickly."
Go home."
The flower girl smiled and shouted: "I know, I'll be back after selling these!"
Then, he ran away with a smile.
Cheng Lin shrugged helplessly.
He couldn't tell her that there might be a crisis soon. Even though he didn't know exactly what would happen, he just had some vague guesses.
"The chapter name of this deduction is Frozen Earth (cave), maybe..."
Cheng Lin was just guessing when he suddenly heard a group of couples queuing in front of him shouting a countdown.
"10...9...8..."
Many young lovers gathered together, and the shouting gradually became more orderly than chaotic at first.
"what are they doing?"
Cheng Lin thought curiously, turned to look at the time on the nearby electronic screen, and was surprised to find that the time was about to reach one o'clock.
Maybe it's an hourly ceremony or something?
The voices of the group of men and women became louder and louder:
"3...2...1!"
When the countdown ended, Cheng Lin saw the silent, tall Eiffel Tower, a landmark building in Huadu, suddenly light up!
The lights laid on its surface lit up collectively, and the brilliant blue light rose into the sky, lighting up half of the night sky!
Countless young men and women cheered, hugged, shouted, and vented their abundant emotions!
But at this moment, Cheng Lin, who was standing outside the crowd, felt a particularly cold wind blowing over him. He subconsciously tightened his collar, raised his head, and showed a surprised expression.