Chapter 24 Fireworks and Bell Tower
Lin Xian looked at CC and said nothing.
final.
He nodded:
"Okay."
He said nothing more, rubbed CC's soft head and said with a smile:
"Then let's...just go back to Brooklyn."
Perhaps for CC, life has changed so much in just a few days that it is difficult to accept and believe it.
Lin Xian understands this very well.
When he first realized that the dream world was the real world 600 years later, he had the same resistance in his heart.
A few days ago, CC was a poor girl in Brooklyn who had nothing, lived on the streets, and couldn't even smell a hot dog, a luxury she couldn't realize.
But in a blink of an eye.
She stayed in the tallest hotel in Manhattan, ate all the top delicacies in Manhattan, wore the most beautiful dresses, and attended the most exclusive dances...
Anyone who is in this kind of transformation will suspect that they are like "Alice in Wonderland" and become worried about gains and losses.
Not to mention that we are now in the Cold War period, and nuclear war is about to break out in the minds of the people of the world; the white light and huge mushroom cloud of the hydrogen bomb explosion also blast CC's thoughts back to reality.
Lin Xian asked the waiter to bring a large suitcase.
CC packed the clothes, jewelry, and other things she bought in Manhattan during this period, leaving no trace in this strange and prosperous city.
Subsequently.
Go home.
This time, the two took a taxi and passed the Brooklyn Bridge again. It was no longer the same as before.
When we arrived, we were driving a motorcycle in the night breeze, with the skirt of the white wedding dress flying in the air; when we returned, we were sitting in the car, with exquisite and high-end clothing on both of them meticulously.
The only wrinkle was that CC pinched Lin Xian's sleeves. It wasn't until the car actually passed the Brooklyn Bridge that she breathed a sigh of relief and let go of her fingers.
3pm.
The two checked into a Brooklyn Heights hotel.
The room is not big, it is a standard twin room. In the space of more than 20 square meters, there are two single beds, a set of tables and chairs, and a black and white TV.
The conditions and quality are certainly not comparable to those in Manhattan, but they are already among the best in Brooklyn, and at least they are very hygienic.
CC likes this small and cozy environment.
After entering the door, he threw himself on a bed with a smile:
"Look, I've said before that it's more comfortable to live in a small room like this. A room that's too big will really make people feel insecure. As expected...I still prefer Brooklyn to Manhattan."
Lin Xian smiled slightly, pushed CC's huge suitcase to the corner, and sat on the chair:
"You said before that your lifelong dream was to live in Manhattan, but now you don't want to? Just give up like that?"
"Also...it doesn't count as giving up."
CC sat up holding the pillow and looked at Lin Xian:
"Wouldn't it be great if dreams come true? Anyway, I have been to Manhattan and to the top of the Empire State Building. I have no regrets."
Lin Xian opened the silver suitcase snatched from the gangster.
There are still more than a dozen piles of beautiful knives inside, which are green and have not diminished at all.
In this era, it is really difficult to spend this huge amount of money...
"Is there anything else you want to do? Or, anything you want?"
Lin Xian pointed to the money in the suitcase:
"We still have so much money that we haven't spent yet."
"Does it have to be used up?"
CC tilted her head, puzzled:
"It doesn't matter if you keep the money for now, your life will be so long anyway."
"Forehead……"
Lin Xian was speechless for a moment.
【There are only a few days left in my future life. 】
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Now, the time has entered November.
Although I don’t know the exact birthday of the first-generation Zhuang CC, it must be getting closer.
It is very likely that in the next few days, the day after tomorrow, or even tomorrow, it will be CC's 20th birthday.
So far, CC still shows no signs of becoming a millennium pile.
But perhaps, the transformation from an ordinary person to a millennium stake happened in an instant; in short... CC's life has begun to count down.
Lin Xian's purpose of coming to 1952 was to witness this period of history and use it as a starting point to find a way to save the Millennium Pile.
He cannot change history, nor can he change history.
In order to prevent the kite string connecting the time and space of 2234 from being broken on the back of his head, he could only watch CC turn into blue stardust and dissipate without doing anything to intervene.
This has been...
It was the second time that he had to witness the Millennium Pile Girl disappear.
He feels guilty.
I feel really guilty.
so.
The only thing he can do now is, like Aladdin's magic lamp, to realize CC's wish, make up for CC's regrets, and make her happier and happier in her only life.
"Don't worry, you won't be able to spend all your money."
Lin Xian smiled, patted the suitcase, and continued:
"You see, we have been squandering it freely for so long, but this box of money doesn't seem to have diminished at all. So if you have any dreams, wishes, or regrets, just speak up and I will help you realize them."
"There really is no Lin Xian."
CC smiled sweetly:
"Thanks to you for taking such good care of me, I am very happy now. I really feel that I have no regrets at all in my life."
"Don't panic, you can think about it again."
Lin Xian leaned back on his chair:
"Anyway, we have nothing to do now. Your dreams and regrets in this life should not only be about going to Manhattan, right?"
"There must be other wishes, no matter how big or small. To put it bluntly... after all, this box of money comes from shady sources and is ill-gotten wealth. Instead of keeping it, it's better to spend it as soon as possible to have some peace and quiet."
CC seemed moved.
really.
If this box of money is seen by those gangsters, it will inevitably cause trouble. It would be safer to spend it as soon as possible.
She closed her eyes and began to think.
Obviously I am really happy now, very happy, almost overflowing.
Do you have any regrets?
Do you still have any wishes?
Immersed in the memories of the past, the most innocent wish that had been buried and forgotten for a long time suddenly appeared in her mind -
"【fireworks】."
CC said softly.
She chuckled softly, and crescent moons and small pear dimples appeared on her beautiful face:
"[If I can still make a wish... I really want to watch a fireworks display just for me!]"
For a moment, Lin Xian held his breath.
fireworks.
I didn't expect to hear this word here.
It seems that history has closed its loop at this moment.
This sentence was also said by CC 600 years later, and he also had the same obsession with fireworks.
That was at the end of the seventh dream.
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Lin Xian asked CC jokingly, if she could celebrate her 20th birthday one day, what birthday gift would she want?
At that time, CC blurted out without thinking:
"Fireworks. I'd love to receive one... of my own."
This answer was beyond Lin Xian's expectation.
He really didn't expect that CC's wish would be so simple, yet dreamy and exaggerated; even CC herself didn't know why she thought so. She just said that she had always had such an obsession in her mind.
Similarly, Lin Xian later learned that Chu Anqing would also utter the word "fireworks" when she suddenly woke up. She must have also dreamed about fireworks-related plots in her thousand-year dream.
And now.
The truth seems to be clear.
Whether it's Chu Anqing's dream or CC's obsession...
I'm afraid, they all come from the first generation pile CC in 1952, right?
She is the source of everything.
It's the beginning of everything.
"Hey, am I being too unreasonable?"
CC scratched his head and smiled:
"Actually, I just said it casually, so you don't have to take it to heart. I really like fireworks and I like to watch them... but I have never had a good opportunity. After all, there are very few people setting off fireworks here in Brooklyn."
"Fireworks are often set off over in Manhattan, but they are too far away. They only look a little bit and nothing can be seen clearly. So since I was a child, I have wanted to watch my own fireworks. They will explode above my head and fill the sky." Surround me and illuminate the entire night sky!”
"But when I grew up, I also knew that this idea was too unrealistic, so I gave up long ago. It was only when you kept making me think about it that I remembered it."
"What's so hard about this?"
Lin Xian spread his hands:
"It's just a fireworks display. This is simply the easiest wish to come true."
"Really!" CC's eyes lit up.
"Of course."
On the other hand, Lin Xian was a little confused. What was so difficult about setting off fireworks?
As long as the money is in place, the sky will explode.
He stood up:
"Now that you have said it, I, the Aladdin's magic lamp, have to help you realize your wish. Don't worry, I will go find out and make preparations tonight. Tonight or tomorrow night... I will put on a show for you that will illuminate the whole of Brooklyn. Fireworks show!”
Just do it.
After a simple dinner, Lin Xian and CC went out together and went to various shops to inquire.
But I found...a little embarrassing.
Here in New York, the sale and setting off of high-altitude fireworks is completely prohibited.
Small hand-held fireworks can be sold and set off casually, but large high-altitude fireworks are strictly controlled.
This is probably due to the times, or it may be because there are more high-rise buildings in New York for safety reasons. Fortunately, Lin Xian knows American culture very well.
The biggest superpower on this site is the ability to make money.
As a small stack of beautiful knives were pinched out... the boss who had just obeyed the law immediately changed his face:
"Ahem, this prohibition is not absolute. People set off high-altitude fireworks every year! The police have a lot of things to do, and they can't catch them!"
"And don't worry, setting off fireworks is our personal behavior, and we will definitely not cause any trouble to you! However... there is indeed a difficulty at the moment, that is, we dare to set off fireworks, but we don't have any fireworks in our hands."
"It is indeed difficult to control personal fireworks, but it is much easier to control the sales in stores. No one in New York dares to sell high-altitude fireworks. They usually have to go to nearby Pennsylvania to buy them, and then transport them to Brooklyn to set off."
Lin Xian slapped the banknotes into the boss's hand:
"It doesn't matter, just tell me when you can see my fireworks at the earliest."
"Tomorrow night is absolutely fine!"
The boss patted his chest and abdomen:
"I'll drive a pickup truck tonight... No, the price you gave is too much. I'll get all my brothers to drive a pickup truck and go to Pennsylvania to buy fireworks! Fill all the pickup trucks!"
"You come here tomorrow morning and tell me the time and place you want to set off. Then you don't have to worry about anything. Just stand at the best viewing spot and enjoy the fireworks at night! We absolutely guarantee that every fireworks will be given to you. Fight it to the sky! Turn the night into day!”
A perfect deal struck.
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Lin Xian shook hands with the boss:
"Reliable." "It's a pleasure to work with you!"
…
night.
Lin Xian and CC were sleeping in their own beds. CC was so excited that she couldn't sleep.
She turned over.
Wrapped in quilt, he looked at Lin Xian's back on the bed opposite:
"Lin Xian, you are so kind to me. I don't even know how to repay you."
"You don't have to repay me." Lin Xian said softly.
"How about that?"
Under the moonlight, CC looked at the back of Lin Xian's head:
"I have to... do something for you. You have done so many things for me and fulfilled so many of my wishes, but I have done nothing to help you."
"Don't say that."
Lin Xian also turned over wrapped in quilt and looked at CC under the moonlight on the opposite bed:
"You have helped me with more things, and that is a favor that I will never be able to repay in my lifetime."
"ah?"
CC was stunned:
"What are you talking about? Lin Xian, we have only known each other for a few days...I, I have obviously never helped you with anything."
"On the first day I met you, I took you to run away, took you to the church's relief meal; if I insist, I gave you two big cakes——"
"[It said that I would go to space one day and bring you a gift back; and I also gave you the opportunity to make a wish that I had left for more than ten years. I hope you can become the savior of the world.]"
"But these promises are empty...don't take them seriously."
Lin Xian chuckled and closed his eyes:
"That's enough. It's already very valuable."
…
The next day, November 2, 1952.
Lin Xian got up and prepared to go to the fireworks shop to further communicate with the boss:
"CC, are you still going?"
CC on the bed shook his head:
"I won't go. I didn't sleep well last night. I'll wait here for you to come back."
"OK."
Lin Xian nodded:
"Then don't run around, don't go anywhere."
After giving instructions, he closed the door and left the hotel.
The owner of the fireworks shop is very trustworthy.
Collecting money is a real job.
He excitedly told Lin Xian that he went to Pennsylvania overnight last night to buy 10 carts of fireworks and returned; and that his "dead soldiers" were all ready, waiting for Lin Xian's order to bomb Brooklyn tonight!
“Where is the best place to set off fireworks?”
Lin Xian asked:
"You are a professional, please give me some advice."
“Brooklyn Heights Promenade, that’s where the best lighting takes place.”
The boss gave professional advice:
"There are no high-rise buildings there, the view is wide, it is close to the river, and there is enough space. Looking at the location of the fireworks, I suggest you just find a rooftop nearby."
Lin Xian nodded.
If it's nearby...
In 1952, what was the tallest building in Brooklyn?
He went through the limited knowledge in his mind and thought of a famous building——
Williamsburg Savings Bank Building!
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Generally speaking, Lin Xian shouldn't know such an unpopular knowledge point.
But he has watched a very famous animated movie, "Spider-Man 2: Across the Universe."
There is a very classic scene in which the male and female Spider-Man hang upside down on a clock tower in Brooklyn, overlooking the entire New York skyline.
And that clock tower was once the highest point in Brooklyn, the Williamsburg Savings Bank.
If you can watch the fireworks from the top of the bell tower, it will definitely be the most perfect experience.
But the problem is...
This is a bank, can they really allow people to climb on the roof at night?
"It's best to ask first."
As the time approached noon, Lin Xian decided to go back to the hotel first and take CC with him.
Take a taxi back.
Push the door open.
"Huh?"
Lin Xian was suddenly struck by lightning!
There is no one in the room!
CC is not here!
For a moment, my whole body was as cold as ice.
No way...
No way!
"CC!"
Lin Xian shouted.
He didn't care so much and opened the bathroom door directly, but there was still no one inside.
"CC!!"
he yelled from the hallway.
"Come on, come on! Lin Xian is here!"
Thump thump, thump thump, and the sound of hurried trotting came from the stairwell.
CC ran up panting:
"I, I saw that you haven't been here, so I couldn't stay any longer, so I went out and walked around."
Lin Xian breathed a sigh of relief:
"You really scared me to death."
"What are you doing? Are you afraid that I'll lose it?"
CC smiled at Lin Xian:
"Don't worry, I've been wandering in Brooklyn for so many years and I haven't lost it. How could I lose it just because I just said it was lost?"
Lin Xian walked into the house again and looked at the clock on the wall.
The time is now 11:28 am.
Indeed, I was a little too nervous just now. CC couldn't disappear at this time anyway.
"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."
Lin Xian closed the door, took CC out again, and got in a taxi.
After driving for a while.
From a long distance, I saw the iconic clock tower.
Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the one in the Spider-Man animated movie.
Williamsburg Savings Bank, also known as One Hanson Square... Before the Brooklyn Building was built, this clock tower has always been the highest point in Brooklyn.
This place is open for visits, and it's okay to come at night; the security guard told Lin Xian that there are many companies in this building, not just banks, so you can come at any time, and hinted that he is on duty tonight.
Lin Xian naturally understood what he meant, and Franklin easily handled everything.
"Let's go, CC, let's go up and take a look first."
The two took the elevator to the top of the clock tower and overlooked the entire Brooklyn.
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"This is the highest point in Brooklyn."
Lin Xian leaned on the railing and pointed to the Brooklyn Heights Promenade by the river:
"After dark, they will set off fireworks there. You watch here... It's your own gorgeous fireworks show."
Turning around, looking at CC.
But she found that she was standing there with her hands behind her back, looking at herself, motionless.
?
Lin Xian was a little surprised.
According to CC's usual excited personality, she would have rushed to the railing and shouted.
Lin Xian patted the railing:
"Don't you want to come and take a look in advance? The scenery here is very good."
However.
CC shook her head gently:
"Sorry, Lin Xian."
She raised her head and looked at Lin Xian with a serious and guilty face:
"Sorry..."
"There is something I have been lying to you about."
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