When Calvin stepped into the bright and spacious commercial center, he could hardly take his eyes away from the huge glass ceiling above his head. Off-white partitions divide the entire ceiling into countless triangles, and daylight falls from these crystal glass tops.
He had passed by this commercial building countless times, but he had never thought that it would look so crystal clear from the inside. This shock was no less than the first time he heard faint singing in a dark church—the livable place was full of such details that easily made him stop and admire them.
While studying "Appreciation of Golden Age Literary Works" in Paros, Calvin once heard two teachers describe the civilization in the livable land as "the afterglow of the old days". He always lacked the vocabulary to express himself. Whenever this afterglow In addition to "they are so beautiful", Calvin didn't know what else to say.
Sean didn't know his brother's mental activities at this moment. In these few short minutes, his mood had plummeted from the supreme joy just now.
Today is the weekend, and there are a lot of people at the entrance. However, where he and Calvin stand, there is a vacuum zone with a radius of about one meter. People all avoid them invariably, but they can't help but look back quietly. Look at these two brothers with a huge body size difference.
Unlike Calvin, who always works in the wasteland, these ordinary commercial buildings have long been unable to stir up any waves here, but at this moment, the gazes of passers-by around him hurt him deeply.
These people looked at Calvin like an orangutan in a zoo.
Years of fighting in the wilderness have carved some indelible marks of savagery on Calvin. People can easily see the aura of "not of my race" in him - his height of 2.26 meters and over-developed muscles make him He looks like a giant, and in addition, he is wearing a simple sweatshirt today, and the hideous scars on his arms are just exposed...
It seems that only Calvin himself has not noticed that he is the only alien in this mall.
Sean knew what those arrogant pedestrians were thinking. He saw ridicule and curiosity in these people's eyes. These silent gazes aroused his anger, and this anger was reflected when Sean followed the gazes of other people. He reached the peak when he was his brother——
Calvin's expression at this moment was one of intoxication.
And this kind of selflessness really makes him look a little stupid...
"Carl!" Sean shouted in frustration.
"Huh?" Calvin lowered his head, "What's wrong?"
"What are you doing? There are so many people here and you are stuck here..."
Calvin realized that there was something wrong with where he was standing. He laughed and continued walking forward.
Along the route, Calvin and Sean passed some clocks and clothing stores. Sean couldn't understand Calvin's surprise, so he unconsciously slowed down and distanced himself from Calvin.
Sean stared at his brother's profile from a distance, and suddenly felt strong loneliness and depression in his heart. Complex thoughts were swirling in his mind, twisted together like a tie that was too tight—he was trying to look decent with it but ended up suffocating it.
"Sean." Calvin from far away suddenly waved to him.
Sean woke up from a dream and ran back to Calvin quickly.
"What do you think of these leather shoes?" Calvin asked.
——There is a pair of brown Locke shoes placed on the top of the glass display cabinet. From the toe to the upper, there is a gradient from dark to light in color. The exquisite nail hole pattern merges into a smooth line, stretching from the front. flank.
On the shelf at the bottom of the shoe, "Eligon" is written in handwriting, which is the brand of this store.
"They look pretty," Sean seemed to suddenly remember something, "The shoes you originally wore with your autumn dress are broken, aren't they? This pair just fits right in!"
“It’s just a little pricey – but there’s a discount on the second pair.”
"Then I'll get a pair too."
Calvin snapped his fingers and immediately entered the shop.
Such a "giant" suddenly arrived, and everyone in the store looked at him. Calvin didn't care. He didn't go to any shopping guide, but went straight to the front desk.
"Hello, I want the pair of shoes on top of the window."
The clerk at the front desk was originally dealing with his computer that had jammed again. He was stunned by the sudden conversation, "...Okay."
After determining the style Calvin wanted, the clerk turned around and headed to the warehouse. After walking two steps, he suddenly remembered that he had not asked the customer about his size, so he turned around again.
But when the clerk's eyes fell on Calvin's feet, his expression froze.
"...Sir, what size shoes do you wear?"
"53 yards."
The clerk said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, but those shoes only go up to size 46."
Calvin's expression looked a little regretful, and he turned back and pointed at Sean, "Then don't look for mine, just look for him."
The clerk looked at Sean again, "What's your shoe size?"
"37." Sean answered.
The clerk was a little surprised and glanced at Sean's feet.
"What a coincidence..." the clerk murmured, "the minimum size of those shoes is only size 40."
The two brothers looked at each other.
"Then we can only choose something else." Calvin said.
Sean shrugged unhappily.
Just as the two were about to browse other styles in the store, the clerk stopped them again.
"Well... that's it. Most of the shoes in our store are in sizes 40 to 46, and a few are in sizes 39 to 48. They may not fit your feet." The clerk smiled bitterly, "Shoes in size 53 , I think some sports shoe stores should carry it. As for size 37... you may only be able to find it in women's shoe or children's clothing stores...
"Oh, if it doesn't work, you can also go to other stores to try customized services——"
Before the clerk finished speaking, Sean had already put his arms on the counter impatiently.
"Can't your store customize it? We just want that style!"
"Sir, please calm down..."
"What happened?" A voice came from the direction of the warehouse. The clerk and the Gringoire brothers turned their heads at the same time and saw a slender man with a mustache emerging from behind the curtain.
This man's uniform had an extra vest than the ordinary store clerk's, and he had a silver badge on the right side of his shirt with his employee number written on it. He seemed to be a higher-ranking person.
The clerk stepped forward and reported to him in a low voice what had just happened. The mustachioed man glanced at Calvin and Sean. Although his eyes passed by like a dragonfly, Sean still sensitively captured the contempt for the lower class. and impatience.
After listening to the clerk's description, the manager walked up to Sean and Calvin.
"Sorry, gentlemen." He clasped his hands in front of him and bowed politely to the customers in front of him, "Our store does not accept custom orders."
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