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Ange, located in southwestern California, was the second largest city in the United States, often referred to as the "City of Angels"
of
Angels.
The city was located in the Mediterranean climate zone, with a mild climate. Generally speaking, it was dry all year round with little rain, only slightly more rain in winter.
The sun was bright all year round, and there was very little chance that the temperature would be below freezing point, so the chance of seeing snow was very rare.
But on this day, it actually snowed in the city!
The snow at night was especially beautiful, wrapping the trees in silver makeup.
Especially the pumpkin car lights in the fence.
The old European-style buildings, with warm lights and Christmas trees everywhere.
There were also some people in fur coats hurrying by.
They rarely had black hair, but they all had different colors of hair, white skin, and high noses.
They looked like the magicians described in Harry Potter.
When the scenery became a fairy tale.
The people in the scenery were even more mysterious.
Under the street lights.
A Huaxia Hongqi car was parked outside the fence.
It was rare to see this brand of car in this place.
The car looked a little old-fashioned.
But those who knew cars would understand.
The more old-fashioned a Hongqi car was, the more valuable it was.
No, it was not just valuable.
It was more of a status symbol.
After all, in that era, to be able to drive a Hongqi car and drive it to Los
He was probably the only one who came from Ange.
The car door was opened by a professional butler.
The butler was still wearing high-quality white gloves. He was a young man with blond hair. Even his words were in English. "Sir, we're here."
The person in the car did not get out quickly.
Instead, he turned his head and pointed out the window to the little boy beside him. "This is where we will live from now on. How about it? Do you like it? "
The little boy was wearing a white down jacket with a hood. There was a circle of silver-white fur at the collar. He wore a black mask on his face. His face could not be seen clearly, only his voice could be heard.
It was a little childish and a little cold. "Yes."
Just one word.
This was obviously a little too quiet for a four or five-year-old boy.
But the old man in the car seemed to be used to it. He reached out and rubbed the little boy's head. "Then, shall we get out?"
"Okay." The little boy followed the butler down the stairs. He did not let the butler help him with his luggage. Instead, he held the handle of the small suitcase with one hand.
This was the first time the foreign butler had seen such a polite and mysterious child. He looked down and said, "Wow, this box is really cute."
The little boy followed his gaze and looked over as well.
The little panda's suitcase.
It didn't match his overall temperament.
But things like suitcases.
It had never been something a little boy could control.
After all, he had a very girlish mother.
At this time, the old man laughed. He didn't look like a grandfather at all, except for the white hair on his temples.
"There's also an Asian kid living next door. Young Master, you don't have to feel bored here. I'm sure you'll be able to get along well." The foreign butler thought the boy was being reserved.
But when he looked sideways and saw the boy standing under the light, he immediately felt that he was thinking too much.
He had never seen a boy like this. He obviously didn't have beautiful golden hair, but he was like a little prince.
Standing there, he suddenly thought of a Huaxia poem he had learned, "Young Master is like Jade."
His hair was like fine silk, so black that it was unforgettable.
Although his face was covered, his eyes were very deep, as if they could sway the sky full of snow.
Not to mention his long, dense, and slightly curly eyelashes, which gave people a sense of elegance.
Ah!
The foreign butler sighed again.
Eastern children were really too good-looking!
In fact, the foreign butler didn't know.
He wasn't the only one who was addicted to this beauty.
There was also someone who was studying her little keyboard.
On this day, someone wanted to go out and play.
But after thinking about it, there was nothing fun outside.
It wasn't as fun as taking things apart.
After all, she had beaten up all the children nearby.
It was really not easy to find someone who was willing to play with her.
For this, she was punished to stand.
She agreed to stand.
It was too boring to stand without anything in her hands.
She simply hugged her little keyboard and stood obediently while admiring the rare snow scenery outside. There was even a tiger's tail behind her.
She didn't expect that there was something more beautiful than the snow in this world.
Could that person be Snow White?
Someone searched for the fairy tale knowledge in his mind.
He looked at his face.
Then he looked at the little figure outside. It was snow-white and looked better than her, like a doll. The little suitcase was also very cute. That was a panda, right? It was something that only existed in Huaxia. She heard her father talk about it.
It was really cute.
Even the little princess's suitcase was cuter than hers.
Thinking of this, someone looked at the small square in her hand in disdain. Well, it couldn't compare at all.
The little boy standing in the snow still didn't know that he was being targeted and that the other party treated him as a princess.
The word 'princess', to explain it in depth, was to treat him as a woman.
The old man was probably afraid that the little boy wouldn't be used to it, so he took a step forward and patted his shoulder. "Mo 'er, your parents will take you back soon. Andy also said that there is an Asian child next door. He is from Grandpa's friend's house. You don't need to be shy, that child will definitely get along well with you."
"Okay." When the little boy lowered his head, his eyelashes fell, forming a shadow.
The old man couldn't understand his grandson's emotions. After all, this child had been like this since he was young. It was too worrisome.
"Go in."
He was a little boy after all.
He still let people hold his hand.
But the little boy's eyes were still dark and calm. One hand was held by his grandfather, and the other hand was pulling the suitcase. They walked into the yard where they were about to start a new life.
There was a strong American style everywhere.
Ordinary children might like it very much.
But the little boy was as usual and didn't show any expression of surprise.
Even the pumpkin lantern car and cake in the yard didn't arouse his interest.
The old man thought that it would be better to wait until tomorrow.
He heard that the child next door was very lively.
He hoped that he could inspire his grandson.
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