Annihilation of the solar system

At this moment, Liu Chaowen only had two senses left to perceive the outside world. Except for the inexplicably excited nerve cells all over his body, which brought pain like a burning iron to the bone. All that was left was the little things exploding like firecrackers in the chaos in front of him.

Mars. He felt like he couldn't breathe, but it seemed that he didn't need to breathe at all because he could no longer feel any chest tightness caused by suffocation.

"Am I going to die?" A terrible thought echoed in his mind.

"Super text...!" A woman's voice, as warm and soft as the spring breeze blowing through the rapeseed flowers in the mountains, appeared in his ears. Although the voice was very small, it was in his ears that he had lost his ability to hear other things.

It was inside, but it was extremely clear. He had never heard such a beautiful voice, and the voice was calling him.

He yearned for that voice, and he longed to see who was calling him. However, the voice was faintly dissipating, and he was powerless. He desperately wanted to break away from everything and follow that voice, but his body was still in torture and out of control. He

I wanted to roar with all my strength, but I couldn't feel my throat.

But he was not going to give up, and he fought against the cracking sparks in front of him regardless of the pain of thousands of needles all over his body! He stared angrily at these lively little sparks in front of him, wanting to vent all the pain and anger on them. In one moment, he didn't want to give up.

, he found that one of the sparks was extinguished! He was overjoyed, just like a prisoner who discovered a loophole in the prison wall, and he used all the strength to tear his whole body...

Suddenly, he felt light and airy. All the sensations, including breathing, returned to him. He couldn't tell whether he had returned to that body or escaped from that body. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was suspended in the

In a transparent space of endless darkness, there is no end in sight, no point of focus, no way to move, or even no way to turn around.

"Chaowen...!" The water-like voice appeared in his ears again. This time, the voice was much brighter. He suddenly turned his head and looked. In the distance of this huge space, a sunny and green grass

The scene of the bonus was floating toward him. It was not a picture, but a real scene. It was floating toward him like an isolated island in this dark space.

In that scene, on the sunny grass, a slender woman with long hair and a floral dress was chasing a three-year-old boy on the grass. The little boy made a silver bell while running.

like laughter.

"Chaowen...slow down...!"

The woman was chasing and shouting. There was a dark-skinned, muscular man sitting cross-legged on the grass next to him. He had the most innocent and contented smile on his face, watching the mother and son chasing each other on the grass.

The scene had slowly floated in front of Liu Chaowen, but he was as small and insignificant as a butterfly flying in the air. His eyes were filled with tears, but a happy smile appeared on his face. He thought

I called her mom, but I was afraid of disturbing the family’s happy time.

The scene slowly left Liu Chaowen. He was a little anxious because he hadn't seen his mother's face yet. He struggled desperately in the direction of the scene, even if he could only watch it from a distance forever, he didn't care.

.But he seemed to be stuck to an invisible point, unable to even turn around.

Just as he was struggling helplessly, another scene slowly floated from a distance.

It was an old but tidy room, with the faint light of dawn shining through the gaps in the curtains. Liu Chaowen recognized it as their home at a glance.

The woman was still wearing the beautiful floral dress. She walked to the bed and kissed the snoring man gently on his forehead. Then she touched the sleeping little boy's head. For a long time, she stayed like that.

He gently stroked the little boy's head. Only from the slight rise and fall of her body, it could be seen that she was sobbing quietly.

Finally, the woman stood up. She took out a thick stack of banknotes from her shoulder bag and placed it on the table next to the bed. She pressed the stack of banknotes down with a plate. After that, she walked straight towards the door.

When she walked to the door, as soon as her hand touched the lock, she stopped again and slowly looked back at the sleeping father and son.

Liu Chaowen could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart, and tears burst out from his eyes. He struggled desperately towards his mother again, crying hoarsely:

"Mom! Don't go! I beg you! Mom, stay!"

No matter how much he screamed, he was like a soul sealed in the wall, and no one could hear him. He could only look at his mother's back, opened the door, and walked out. Even though she was right there, he was almost within reach.

The distance could not change anything. But I could only be stuck in place, unable to move.

Next, a scene drifted slowly from the distance. It was on a country road. There was a gray drizzle in the sky. An old-fashioned Santana sedan with square lights was parked on the side of the road. One of the rear wheels of the car had been removed.

He came down and put it next to the car. The man took out the spare tire from the trunk and rolled it towards the axle that was lifted by the jack.

Behind him followed a teenage boy, who was holding a very exquisite car model in his hand. The degree of sophistication of the model far exceeded the most expensive items in the toy store. He was pushing the car on the ground.

Model car, followed behind his father with a sound of "Woo!" in his mouth.

"Chaowen, don't follow me. Get to the car quickly, it's raining." The man said to the child while hanging the wheel on the brake drum of the axle.

"But, I still have to help you transport the screws!" The child's voice was innocent and childish. He put a screw that fixed the wheel on the top of the model car, and then pushed the model car to the man's hand.

The man took the screw and put it into the screw hole. He said to the child:

"Be obedient and get into the car. If you get caught in the rain and catch a cold, you'll need injections again. You had so many injections when you were a kid, you haven't had enough!"

The child drove to the back door with the car model, opened the door and got in. But he did not close the car door, but played with the car model in the back seat. Suddenly, he found that there was a sign on the car door.

There was a small box that could be opened. As if he had discovered a new world, he opened and closed the box that was originally an ashtray.

After playing like this for a while, he suddenly rolled his eyes. He took out a small doll toy from the model car. Then he put it in the ashtray, closed it, and went to play somewhere else.

Liu Chaowen watched the scene slowly drifting away from him, and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily. That was the weekend he most longed for, and he still still has the little doll he put in the ashtray of the car door.

Remember clearly.

Another scene floats slowly from a distance.

Liu Chaowen recognized that it was in his office at the Shuchuan High Energy Collider. Under the bright lights, a person exactly like himself was sitting at a desk filled with piles of information, calculating something.

At this time, the door of the office opened. A plainly dressed father walked in with an insulated lunch box in his hand. He looked awkward when walking. He took every step very small and his feet were very light. He seemed to be afraid of making a noise.

I arrived at my son who was working.

He came to the desk and stood for a while. The son just lowered his head and calculated, never raising his head to look at his father from beginning to end. After a while, the father arched his back, leaned forward slightly, smiled and whispered:

"Chaowen, why don't you go home and rest tonight?"

The son still didn't look up at him, but shook his head slightly. The father's body trembled slightly, and he said in the same voice as before:

"You haven't been home for several months. Just go home and rest tonight. I'm worried about you..."

Before his father could finish speaking, his son suddenly raised his head and looked at his father sharply. This made his father unconsciously take half a step back.

"Didn't I tell you? I'm too busy. You can go alone."

At this time, Liu Chaowen, who seemed to be hanging in mid-air outside the office window, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and his eyes glowed with anger.

The father was stunned for a moment, and then the forced smile returned to his face. He put the insulated lunch box he had brought on the table, opened it and said:

"I'm really too busy, so forget it. I made you your favorite food..."

The son once again interrupted his father coldly before he could finish his words:

"I won't eat it, you can take it away."

Liu Chaowen could no longer suppress the anger in his chest. He struggled to enter the room and beat the man who looked exactly like him at the desk. He cursed:

"You can't fucking talk to my dad like that!!! No one can talk to my dad like that!!!"

But no matter how much he struggled and cursed, it had no effect. The smile on his father's face was as sad as a withered leaf, but it still hung on his face. He closed the lunch box with trembling hands, then turned around and walked out the door with a little stoop.

.

Liu Chaowen looked at his father's desolate back, and the anger in his chest was extinguished. Tears surged out uncontrollably.

"Dad! I'm sorry!...I'm sorry!...I didn't mean it...!"

At this time, another scene rumbled over from behind. Liu Chaowen turned his head to look, his eyes full of shock and fear.