He put on the leather suitcase, left the waiting hall quickly, and returned to Narcissus Street in a rented carriage.

Then, he hid in the shadow of the opposite house, looked at the gate of his own house, tried to pass several times, but couldn't cross the wide street.

Klein stared blankly at the opposite side, suddenly feeling that he was homeless. He also had a similar feeling when he first traveled through.

Suddenly, he saw the door open and saw Melissa and Benson coming out.

One of them was wearing a black skirt, a black gauze hat, a black shirt, a black vest, black trousers, a black coat, and a black top hat. They all had the same dull expression, and their mood was very low.

Melissa has lost weight... Why is Benson so haggard... Klein's heart ached and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't call out those two names anymore.

He unconsciously followed Benson and Melissa to the nearest municipal square, and saw tents being set up there again, and a new circus performing.

Benson paid for the tickets, took Melissa inside, forced a smile and said, "This circus is very famous."

Melissa nodded without expression: "Yes."

Suddenly, her foot slipped, her ankle was slightly crooked, and she was about to fall.

Klein, who bought a ticket to enter, opened his mouth, wanting to help his sister, but he could only retract the subconsciously extended hand, standing helplessly not far away, in the crowd of people passing by.

Benson was taken aback, and it was too late to help, but Melissa stood up quickly, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

At this time, the clowns rushed over, some performed without falling over the wheels of the carriage, some crawled on the huge ball, some threw tennis balls into the sky, and caught them one by one with funny movements.

Melissa watched these performances with a calm expression as if the other party didn't exist. Benson tried hard a few times and applauded loudly, but he couldn't mobilize his sister's emotions, and he gradually became depressed.

Klein pursed his lips tightly, watching the scene from afar, wanting to get close but not daring.

Suddenly, he touched the wallet in his pocket and had an idea.

Benson and Melissa continued walking, silently watching the various performances.

After a while, they saw a clown painted in red, yellow, white and other colors running over, first throwing tennis balls into the sky, and then when people's attention was drawn to mid-air, a bunch of balls appeared out of nowhere. Flowers, a bouquet of Seville chrysanthemums.

The bouquet of flowers came close to Melissa and Benson. The golden color symbolized happiness.

Melissa and Benson looked at the clown facing him blankly, and saw that his face was covered with red, yellow, white and other colors of oil paint, the corners of his mouth were raised high, and there was a fixed happy smile, exaggerated smile, funny smile .

(End of the first part)

Woo!

The sound of the siren echoed in every corner of the platform, and the huge monster-like steam train dragged more than 20 carriages to a slow stop.

Wearing a tuxedo suit and a half-height silk top hat, Klein carried an exaggerated suitcase that didn't match his figure, and stepped steadily on the ground of Backlund, the capital of the Loen Kingdom.

The city is divided into two parts obliquely by the Tassock River, which flows to the southeast estuary, and is connected by the Backlund Bridge and ferries. It has a population of over five million and is the most prosperous city in the north and south continents.

Klein looked as far as the eye could see, only to see pale yellow mist everywhere, with extremely poor visibility. The gas lamps hanging on the platform had already been lit one by one, dispelling the gloom and darkness.

"It's only half past six, right? It's like ten o'clock at nine..." Klein shook his head invisibly, and suddenly remembered a joke he had read in the "Tasoke Newspaper" before: "A man who just arrived The gentleman in Backlund lost his way in the thick smog, so he had to ask the wet gentleman who passed by him, and asked him 'how to get to the Tussock River', and the gentleman replied very kindly: 'Straight Go, don't stop, I just swam up from there." (Note 1)

Every time I read a newspaper or magazine in Backlund, those reporters and editors are ridiculing the air pollution here and the increasing number of foggy days... Previously, the "Becklund Daily" made a special statistics , said that the similar weather has increased from about 60 days 30 years ago to about 75 days now... For this reason, many people of insight have established "Soot Emission Reduction Association", "Smoke Emission Reduction Association" and so on. Organization... It is said that one of the proposals in September proposed the establishment of a "Kingdom Air Pollution Investigation Committee"... Klein put down his huge suitcase, stretched out his hand and pinched his nose to relieve the sudden discomfort.

Then, along the golden watch chain, he took out a gold watch from his vest pocket, snapped it open, glanced at it, and confirmed the time.

After saying goodbye to his brother and sister, Klein made a special trip to the department store and bought a gold pocket watch for 4 pounds 10 soli, which was paired with a 1 pound 5 soli gold chain. JrNovels.com