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"Boom!"

Christine placed the music box in front of the fruit cake and slowly pulled the clockwork.

"Nan, be careful." The old man looked at the music box worriedly, feeling that it was about to fall apart.

Today is Christine's grandmother, Jiang Ping's 70th birthday.

She is half Chinese, so her mother taught her both Chinese and English since she was a child. Her grandfather had a very special surname, Gongsun. Decades ago, the husband and wife came to New York together to earn money by working in watch shops and restaurants.

Grandpa Sun Bin died of stomach cancer in 2005. Jiang Ping lived alone in this block, not far from their family. It was the old man's 70th birthday, a rare gathering of the whole family to cook more than a dozen classic Chinese dishes.

Kristin spent a lot of time in this house when she was little. The old couple has always loved her very much, told her many stories and made all kinds of desserts.

This music box is something that my grandma Jiang Ping cherishes very much. When they came to New York in a hurry, they could not speak the language and had no place to live. Most of the valuables such as jewelry were exchanged for money, so the iron box has been kept until now.

A soft and moving melody is released outside the music box, without the slightest pause or out of tune. With the rhythm of the keys, the three generations could not help humming a leisurely and soulful melody.

"Ye Lai Xiang I sing for you

Ye Laixiang, I'm thinking about you..."

The singer in white on the piano pedestal, she slowly raised her head to the tune of "Ye Lai Xiang", her white neck like a swan.

Her face was blurred, but she was breathtakingly beautiful. The shy singer sang in a low voice, slowly gathered up her courage, and looked up at the person in front of her, just like many years ago.

Silently, Jiang Ping's eyes filled with tears. The singer's face does not need any characterization, because she knows that it is herself decades ago.

There was only one audience in the audience, and he was a well-known craftsman. The girl in the white dress sneaked onto the stage and sang the song she was most familiar with. He said that he would remember that moment for the rest of his life, and would carefully preserve it until a hundred years later.

The original craftsman is no longer there, and the music box is so old that it has lost its sound, until this moment the melody sounds again.

Even a moment of time can be preserved for a long time.

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"Han Li, how did you do it?"

"Take it apart, replace the parts, wipe it, and put it on." Han Li replied sincerely.

He was concentrating on the mentoring game with the big bear, and he had no intention of answering the question of the curious baby Christine.

"Interstellar, let me try, I'm very strong."

three minutes later. Han Li helped her play GG. The sarcastic expression of the big bear was sent to the chat bar.

The girl rubbed her hair in a trance. How can the monster that appeared here be so strong.

Han Li looked helpless. The big bear usually only has the red dot operation, so it can be regarded as a good player. When he played against him, he was in a state of "restriction lifted". During this period of time, his overall strength was still getting stronger due to fitness.

If he can't go to college, he will play e-sports. Big Bear said so.

During this time, Kristin often went to the antique store to "spy" his little secrets. Han Li thought about what you want to know, and I still want to figure it out myself.

dong dong dong! Two tattooed Mexicans in tank tops came to the door.

Kristin suddenly became nervous, but Han Li was not nervous and used to it.

"Don't panic, I'm just here to collect protection money." There have always been small gangs on this street, Asian, sometimes Russian, Mexican... Often changing. He never cared much about these things, just pay on time and don't bother anymore.

Han Li took out 150 yuan from the cashier, opened the door skillfully, and put it into the hands of the leader.

"Boss Mai said that your store occupies a good place and your business is good. You will need to add 100 yuan in the future."

Han Li was taken aback for a moment, then turned and walked into the store.

"Did you hear me, kid? Add 100!"

"I'll call the boss and ask him."

"What are you doing, give the money! Who the **** is waiting for you to call!"

Han Li made a call, but the other party was turned off. That uncle is always unreliable and often forgets to charge his phone.

"The boss can't get through on the phone. Leave your contact information and come back later."

Christine watched Han Li negotiate calmly with the two Mexican gangsters in the store, with a natural expression like he was bargaining with people in the grocery market.

She didn't know that Han Li was actually a trivial "mental illness". As the person who has been with him the longest, Li Lei vaguely discovered this.

On the surface, this boy always looks sick, never quarrels with people, has a good temperament, and hates violence. In fact, Han Li really doesn't care about those who are proud of violence, he is disgusted and bored by them, not afraid.

He found that Han Li lacked ordinary people's awareness of dangerous things, such as beasts, swords, guns, and fire. That's why Li Lei often told Han Li to avoid these people when they encountered them.

But today was a surprise. "Boss Mc"'s Mexican gang just took over the "business" of the neighborhood this month, and it's time to make a statement.

The man in the back loosened half of the rope, and a fierce pit bull sprang from behind him, roaring fiercely at the door of the antique store. If you want to scare people, this muscular dog with a fierce face is better than a bright knife.

"I said, the boss is not in the store, and the phone can't get through. I'm just an ordinary clerk, and I can't do accounting..."

Santino also murmured in his heart, this man is small and thin, maybe just over 100 pounds. In fact, Santino has not been in this business for a long time, and he has only been responsible for collecting protection fees for three weeks. In the past, he was knocking on the door and collecting money. If not, let the dog out to scare people.

He loosened another piece of the rope, and the pit bull's drooling fangs were only half a meter away from the boy's legs.

Han Li was so shocked that his hind legs were unstable, and he glared at the pit bull angrily.

The nearly 100-pound bulldog's heart twitched, its muscles stiffened, and it fell to the ground. Its muscles kept twitching, its limbs swayed wildly and moved backwards, foaming from its mouth.

Santino was overwhelmed by the sudden change. This pit bull is not his, it's Boss Mai's dog! Lend it out for them to support their cards. In the heart of the boss, this pit bull "Carmen" is much more important than these little guys.

What's going on with this guy? Could it be that he masters the legendary qigong and can kill people with just his eyes?

"Matis, beat him!"

Matisse, who was also bewildered, woke up from a dream, took out the metal bat he carried with him and swung it towards Han Li's shoulder. The violent sound of breaking wind came from his hard work.

Christine, who was about to call 911, was stunned. The thin Han Li caught the metal bat with one hand, and Matisse exerted force with both hands at the same time, his face flushed red, the bat seemed to have been poured into the wall by cement, and it remained motionless.

All metals are his friends, crafts, machinery, swords are the same. Because Han Li never went to school, he didn't know what kinetic energy was. He wanted the bat to stop, and it stopped.

Santino was furious, Matisse, you are playing me! He pulled out his bat and swung it with all his might, but the two of them stopped in place together.

"I said, the boss is really not there. There are surveillance cameras at the door of the store. If you do this again, I will let the boss call the police."

The thin boy held two metal bats in his hands, and his tone gradually became impatient. He doesn't like this kind of violence that arbitrarily bullies others. The kind of "The True Color of Heroes" who embark on the road of violence for revenge can barely impress him.

Perhaps it was an illusion. The two strong Mexican men felt that the bat became a little hot, and it was like a red-hot pot in their hands.

The two drop their bat, and Santino picks up the heavy pit bull and runs into the distance in the deep sadness of the shattered gangster dream.

Han Li put down the two metal bats a little boringly. The place where the bats were held was marked with clear fingerprints~www.novelbuddy.com~ The paint on the surface was burnt to black.

He was puzzled. Do you have super powers?

"You turned out to be an alien!" Kristin exclaimed from behind.

"what?"

"My grandfather, he said that he has seen aliens with his own eyes. They have abilities that are different from ordinary people, but they don't want to be discovered by ordinary people. They existed thousands of years ago.

Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret for you. "

Han Li couldn't hear what she said at this time.

A hallucinatory voice sounded in his head, serious, lonely, and far away.

"Go home, Constantine, go home..."

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