Genius Club - Chapter 1311: 14: Shadows of the Cold War (Begging for Monthly Tickets!)
Chapter 1311: Chapter 14: Shadows of the Cold War (Begging for Monthly Tickets!)
Even though the cold wave ravaged, even though the snow was flying.
But Lin Xian still felt a trace of warmth passing through CC’s palm, seeping into the back of his hand, spreading all the way along his arm, warming his entire body.
His firm materialistic atheism seemed to waver for a moment—
[Perhaps there is no God, no deities in this world, but maybe… there really are angels?]
Just like the girl CC praying devoutly with closed eyes in front of him, surrounded by swirling snowflakes, like the feathers from the wings of an angel, isolating the high top of the Empire State Building from the world.
“Hehe.”
CC chuckled lightly, raised her head, and slowly opened her eyes:
“No matter whether this wish comes true or not… anyway, I have reserved this opportunity that I have kept for over a decade for you. I believe you can definitely become the Savior!”
The swirling snowflakes around also seemed to lose their strength at this moment.
The airflow became gentle.
Bits of white snow fluttered to the ground, dyeing the world with a layer of pure white, a layer of innocence.
“It will definitely come true.”
Lin Xian said seriously.
It definitely will.
He thought to himself.
Isn’t this a promise he has made to many people?
Even if there is no God to receive CC’s wish, so be it, he has accepted it; he is CC’s Aladdin’s Lamp, so let him fulfill CC’s wish!
“Achoo!”
CC sneezed, released Lin Xian’s hand, and rubbed her nose:
“It seems… this season really isn’t suitable for wearing dresses, it’s just too cold.”
“Yes.”
Lin Xian smiled slightly, flicking the snowflakes off CC’s head:
“Let’s go back first, tomorrow during the day… no, today during the day, we’ll go shopping in Manhattan to buy you some clothes.”
The malls here in Manhattan are definitely much larger than those in Brooklyn, and much more upscale, with many styles of clothing, you can buy whatever you like.
“The latter half of the night will get colder, let’s leave here.”
With that.
Lin Xian turned and took CC back inside the Empire State Building.
They did not go straight back to the ground but exited the elevator on an intermediate floor, arriving at the [Empire State Building Hotel].
The Empire State Building is a total of 102 stories high, the tallest and most grand building in the world in 1952, encompassing hotels, restaurants, clubs, offices, conference halls, and many other facilities… so Lin Xian and CC didn’t need to find accommodation outside, they could just stay here.
No need to worry about money.
The Coney Island gang had already paid for them, and that suitcase of US dollars was considered a huge sum in this era, and unless they bought a house or a car, it would be somewhat difficult to spend it quickly.
Lin Xian chose a suite with two rooms, two bathrooms, and a restroom, making it more convenient for CC.
They were forced to share a room before when they had no money.
Now that they have money.
Of course, they need to consider CC’s feelings.
Click.
Lin Xian opened the door and switched on the lights.
Instantly, the crystal chandelier in the large suite living room lit up, the compact bar’s record player automatically played soothing music, and the entrance red carpet was spotless.
CC widened her eyes:
“It’s like a castle.”
Lin Xian shook his head:
“It’s not quite a castle, but…”
He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window at the end of the living room, overlooking Manhattan’s dazzling night view:
“If you say this is the highest hotel on Earth, there would be no dispute.”
CC came directly to the long, large sofa, hugged a pillow, and rolled onto it:
“Wow, I never expected I could one day stay in such a luxurious hotel! No, no… it’s several cents a second, can’t waste like this.”
She quickly got up, began scanning everything in the room, finally locked onto the drinks and snacks at the small bar, and ran over:
“Lin Xian! There’s cream cake! And juice! But… no cola?”
“Uh…”
Lin Xian scratched his head:
“Maybe such hotels default to cola not being too healthy, so they didn’t prepare it, I’ll look for it.”
In the end, Lin Xian still found the cola in the bar fridge, and CC was fully satisfied.
The two sat around the small bar, listening to the soothing music from the record player, gobbling up the small cream cakes, then raising their drink cups:
“Hehe, cheers!” “Cheers.”
The sound of clinking glasses.
CC gulped down the cola, and Lin Xian also drank the fresh juice in his cup.
Ah…
A long breath out.
Satisfied.
All counted, it’s been almost two days since traveling to 1952.
Upon arrival, it was the morning of September 28, now it was the early hours of October 30, Lin Xian had barely gotten by with intermittent hunger, finally able to eat some “delicacies,” he cared nothing more.
After all, he and CC were comrades in difficult times, so familiar with each other, there was no reservation, they devoured these snacks in large mouthfuls, then ordered more roast meat, roast chicken from the kitchen, all swept clean.
Until both of them burped, unable to eat any more.
CC lay on the sofa, sighing:
“This is the most satisfying meal I’ve ever had… even in my dreams before, I never dared to dream of such delicious food.”
“Me too.”
Lin Xian genuinely agreed:
“After all, the tastiness of a meal isn’t mainly a test of the chef’s skills, but how long the diner has been hungry…”
Actually, to say how delicious the hotel’s roast meat, roast chicken was, Lin Xian felt it was far from the cuisine of China.
Moreover, there wasn’t any drinkable soup or thin porridge, which made Lin Xian, who liked to eat with rice, a bit uncomfortable, he had to make do with drinks and juice.
No wonder Mi Country’s obesity rate is so high, eating like this, not getting fat would be odd.
Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com
