No. 1859

Los Ange, located in southwestern California, is the second largest city in the United States and is often called the "City of Angels".

This city is located in the Mediterranean climate zone with a mild climate. Generally speaking, it is dry and rainy all year round, but there is a little more rainfall in winter.

It is sunny all year round, and there is basically very little chance of it being below freezing, so the chance of seeing snow is very rare.

But on this day, it snowed in this rare city!

The snow at night is particularly beautiful, wrapping the trees in silver makeup.

Especially there are pumpkin lights in the fence.

European-style old buildings, with warm lights, and Christmas trees everywhere.

There are also some people walking hurriedly in fur-collared coats.

They rarely have black hair, but different colors of hair, white skin and high nose bridge.

They look like the wizards described in Harry Potter.

When the scenery becomes a fairy tale.

People in the scenery are even more mysterious.

Under the street lights.

A Chinese-made Red Flag car parked outside the fence.

You should know that this brand of car is rarely seen in this place.

The car looks a bit old-fashioned.

But people who know cars understand.

The older the Hongqi car is, the more valuable it is.

No, it should be said that it is not just valuable.

It is more of a symbol of status.

After all, in that era, I am afraid that only this person could drive a Hongqi car and drive this brand to Los Ange.

The car door was opened by a professional butler.

The butler was wearing white gloves of good quality. He was a young man with golden hair. Even what he said was in English: "Sir, we are here."

The people in the car did not get off quickly.

Instead, he turned his head and pointed outside the car window to the little boy next to him: "This is where my father and I will live in the future. How about it? Do you like it?"

The little boy was wearing a white down jacket with a hood, and there was a circle of silver-white plush on the collar. He was wearing a black mask on his face. His appearance was not clear, and only his voice could be heard.

A little immature but a little cold: "Yeah."

Just a word.

This is obviously too silent for a boy of four or five years old.

But the old man in the car seemed to be used to it. He reached out and rubbed the boy's head: "Then get off the car?"

"Okay." The little boy followed him down, and did not let the butler help him with the luggage, but held the handle of the small suitcase with one hand.

This foreign butler was the first time to see such a polite and mysterious child. He moved his eyes down: "Wow, this suitcase is really cute."

The little boy also looked over with his eyes.

The red panda's suitcase.

It doesn't match his overall temperament.

But things like suitcases.

It has never been something that a little boy can control.

After all, he has a mother who is very girlish.

At this time, the old man laughed. He didn't look like a grandfather at all, only his temples were a little white.

"There is also an oriental child living next door. Young master, don't feel bored when you come here. You will definitely get along well." The foreign butler thought the little boy was being reserved.

But when he turned his eyes and saw the boy standing under the light, he suddenly felt that he was overthinking.

He had never seen such a boy before. He looked like a little prince even though he didn't have beautiful golden hair.

Standing there, he suddenly remembered a Chinese poem he had learned, "A young man is like jade."

His hair was like fine silk, black and unforgettable.

Although his face was covered, his eyes were deep, as if they could shake out the snow light all over the sky.

Not to mention his long, dense, slightly curled eyelashes, which gave people a bookish elegance.

Ah!

The foreign housekeeper sighed again.

Oriental children are really good-looking!

In fact,

the foreign housekeeper didn't know.

He was not the only one who was obsessed with this beauty.

There was also someone who was studying his little keyboard.

Someone wanted to go out and play that day.

But in the end, he thought that there was nothing fun outside.

It was not as fun as dismantling things.

After all, all the children nearby had been beaten by her.

It was really not easy to find someone willing to play with her.

For this, she was punished to stand.

She agreed to stand in the corner.

Standing up was too boring without anything in her hand.

She simply held her small keyboard, admiring the rare snow scene outside while standing obediently, with a tiger tail sticking up behind her.

She had never thought that there was something more beautiful than the snow scene in this world.

Could that person be Snow White?

Someone searched the only fairy tale knowledge in her mind.

She looked at her face.

She looked at the little figure outside again, white as snow, more beautiful than her, like a doll, and the little suitcase was also very cute. It must be a panda, something that only exists in China, she heard from her father.

It's really cute.

The little princess even used a suitcase that was cuter than hers.

When someone thought of this, she looked at the small square block at her hand with disdain. Well, it was not comparable at all.

The little boy standing in the snow didn't know at this time that he was being stared at, and the other party even thought he was a princess.

The word "princess" means that he is regarded as a woman.

The old man was probably afraid that the little boy would not get used to it, so he took a step forward and patted his shoulder: "Mo'er, your parents will pick you up soon. Ande just said that there is an oriental child next door. He is from grandpa's friend's house. You don't need to be shy. The child will definitely get along well with you."

"Yeah." When the little boy lowered his head, his eyelashes fell down, forming a shadow.

The old man was not sure about his grandson's mood. After all, this child has been like this since he was a child, which makes people worry less.

"Go in."

After all, he is young.

He still wants to hold hands.

But the little boy's eyes were still dark and quiet. One hand was held by his grandfather, and the other hand was pulling the suitcase, and he walked into the yard where he was about to start a new life.

The strong American style can be seen everywhere here.

Ordinary children may like it very much.

But the little boy did not show any surprise as usual.

Even the pumpkin lantern car and cake placed in the yard did not arouse his interest.

The old man thought, let's wait until tomorrow.

I heard that the kid next door is very lively.

I hope he can inspire his grandson.

Someone in front of the French window watched the "little princess" outside disappear. Tara ran with her little slippers, avoiding the obstacles in the room very technically. Her palms were tiger paws, not to mention the tiger pajamas...

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