"Uncle Chris, I'm fine." Circle's head rested quietly on Chris's shoulder, a faint smile on his face.

Chris's calloused hands trembled through the circles of red hair and nodded in relief.

"I haven't seen you since you decided to look at the world a few years ago, haven't I? How many years has it been? Five years? The fireplace fire danced on Chris's face, illuminating the wrinkles engraved with age on his face.

Wu Liao looked at Chris quietly with a glass of water, how old is he? Eighty or ninety?

"Uncle Chris, have you known the circle for a long time?" Wu Liao asked.

Chris squeezed out a smile, a gaze that pierced through time shot into his sunken eye sockets, and he looked at a corner of the ceiling, full of peaceful voices, as if opening the door to dusty time, telling stories of the past.

Circle was once a little human girl, whose parents had lived in Habitat 021 for generations. Her parents are high-level intellectuals, and they are also one of the few human families here who stand at the top of the pyramid.

Her parents maintain a good relationship with the robot, and when she hears the tragic Chinese New Year's Eve, she is only a mourner for the deceased, and she also has a strong dissatisfaction with the past actions of humans. Nearly a decade into the war, the commander of Habitat 021 gave them an important research task, which was to travel around the world to investigate and evaluate the relationship between the various robot habitats.

So they took the circle of almost adulthood and went to most of the robot habitats, even including Sky City and Hailing City. At that time, Sky City and Hailing City had already shown strong hostility.

Chris picked up the lace-carved teacup and brought it to his lips before smiling awkwardly before realizing that the cup was empty. He played with the cup quietly in his hand.

He said, "They have come to me once since they came back from Sky City. With that, he raised the teacup in his hand: "This cup is a gift from her parents from Sky City." ”

Hearing this, Huanhuan stood up at once. Her eyebrows twitched involuntarily, and in her memory, her parents were just very hazy images. When she remembered the past, only endless pain haunted her, so much so that when she thought about it, it was as if her whole head was about to be broken by something.

"How come I never have this memory!" The circled eyes were instantly wet, and tears kept pouring out.

Chris let out a long sigh as he whispered sorry to the circle.

"At that time, you were young. Especially, after that incident. Chris paused, the look on his face as if he was thinking about something.

The air suddenly became cold, the fire in the fireplace dimmed a little, and the steaming heat rose along the orange flames.

"That's it, that's it." Chris shook his head, "For God's sake, circles, I'll tell you what happened in the past." He lowered his voice and kept muttering, "You've grown up, grown up." ”

Chris used to be a member of the Security Service, and probably because of his human nature, Chris maintains a good personal relationship with the parents of the circle.

It was a cold winter night, and the parents of the circle had just returned from Sky City, and they hadn't even returned home, choosing to come to Chris's house as their first stop.

"It was so cold that day." Chris's words were covered with a layer of frost: "That day, you and your parents came to my house. Of course, not here, I used to live in the city center. They look in a hurry, with snowflakes hanging from their thick velvet hats. ”

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"Old ghost, we're back!" A handsome man, dressed in a crisp white coat, his high military boots were half soaked with melted snow, and his trouser legs were rolled up and stained with black stains.

"How was your trip? I've heard that the city in the sky is now the most prosperous place in the world, tell me, what's there? Chris didn't have that long beard at the time, and he had a lot fewer wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

The man's eyes flickered, the ends of his eyebrows twitched slightly, and he had just opened his mouth to say something, when his wife pulled the corners of his clothes. The man's face was immediately replaced by a smile, although some of them seemed a little far-fetched.

"Very good, the building there is different from ours. Each one of them seemed to break through the skyline, and it was impossible to see the end, and I heard that they were all made of the materials of the battleships. The people there. Oh, not cyborgs. When the man said this, his body shook slightly, shook his head slightly, and said: "Those robots are a little different, they seem to have some fanaticism, they, they ......"

"Chris, we're fine there." The delicately dressed woman on the side interrupted her husband without hesitation, her expression a little stiff, and she didn't know if it was because of the cold air. The woman gently patted the man's shoulder, and the man shook a little.

The woman took out a set of tea sets from her bag, gently placed them on the tea table, and pulled up the homely routine.

"Chris, this is the commander of Sky City, Phoebe gave us a gift of one or two more sets, I discussed it with him, and I will pass on one set to you, thank you for helping our family for so many years." The woman raised her eyebrows as she spoke, a smile on her face.

The man sat quietly next to him, his eyes wandering.

"It's not early, Chris, it's time for us to go home. We'll go first, and we'll visit you another day. The woman said with a smile, and stood up first, gently holding the man's arm, signaling that it was time for him to go home.

"Stay a little longer, won't you?" The man spoke, his face a little yellow, and his eyes were covered with black marks, as if he hadn't rested well for many days.

"yes, yes, you've been out for more than half a year, and I really miss you." Chris rubbed his hands together a little crampedly, looking at them quietly.

The woman glanced at the man slightly, and the man hesitated, stood up and shook Chris's hand, and couldn't help but increase the force.

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"And so they went." Chris said, his eyes kept looking around in circles, for fear that the girl would not accept it at once.

Circle folded his arms and sat on the carpet not far away, staring blankly at Chris, as if he had fallen silent into the story told by the old man.

"Uncle Chris, since they just came back that day, what about the circle? Didn't you see the hoop that day? Wu Liao said suddenly, because in the old man's story, the circle did not appear.

Huanhuan also raised his head, expecting the answer from the old man's mouth.