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Outside the window, heavy snow was falling, the snowflakes pouring down from the gray sky, swirling in the light but biting wind, and making a soft rustling sound as they hit the glass.

A layer of white has accumulated on the windowsill, creating a fluffy silver edge around the originally dark window frame.

Inside the villa, however, it was warm and cozy. The soup in the copper pot was bubbling and steaming, and the aroma of bone broth and mushrooms filled the air, creating a completely different world from the snowy landscape outside the window.

"Is it good?" Lin Ye poured himself a bowl, sat down opposite Xiao Douzi, and asked with a smile.

Little Douzi nodded vigorously, his mouth full of soup, his cheeks bulging, and he could only utter a muffled "hmm" before taking another big gulp.

Lin Ye's eyes crinkled into a smile: "If it tastes good, then drink more. It's cold outside, so a hot soup is just what we need to warm up."

As he spoke, he reached out and took her chopsticks, breaking the tofu into smaller pieces so she wouldn't burn herself if she took a bite.

Xiao Douzi nodded seriously and urged him, "Godfather, you eat too. I can do it myself." After saying that, she took a scallion pancake and handed it to Lin Ye, holding it up with both hands as if presenting a treasure.

After seeing Lin Ye take it, Xiao Douzi also took one, tore off a small piece and put it in his mouth.

The crust is crispy, and you can hear a slight "crunch" when you bite into it, while the inside is soft and chewy. The aroma of scallions and sesame seeds mixes and fills your mouth, making you want to eat more.

The portions weren't large, but the two of them finished everything.

Only a few enoki mushrooms remained floating in the copper pot, swaying forlornly on the gradually calming soup.

The plates of home-cooked dishes were left with only a little broth and untouched side dishes like scallions, ginger, and garlic; even the scallion pancakes had only a few sesame seeds on them.

After finishing his meal, Xiaodouzi patted his round little belly and sighed contentedly.

"Are you full?" Lin Ye asked knowingly, resting his chin on one hand and tilting his head to look at her with a smile.

"I'm so full, my tummy is about to burst."

As Xiaodouzi spoke, she reached out and patted her belly. Even through her thick pajamas, you could see that there was indeed a small bulge there.

"Godfather, can we go out and play this afternoon?"

She leaned over the dining table, crossed her arms under her chin, and looked at Lin Ye with blinking eyes, her pupils reflecting his two tiny figures.

"It's not safe to go out this afternoon; the snow is too heavy. We'll go out tomorrow if the snow lightens."

Lin Ye stood up from the dining chair, reached out and rubbed her head. Xiao Douzi's hair was fine and soft, smooth as the finest silk, and felt wonderful to the touch.

Lin Ye couldn't resist touching it a couple more times. The soft strands of hair brushed through his fingers, and his heart seemed to soften as well.

Little Douzi was a little disappointed, but she didn't make a fuss; she just said "Oh."

"Okay then." She nuzzled Lin Ye's hand, bumped her head against his palm like a spoiled kitten, and then slid off the dining chair.

After regaining my balance, I took a refreshing fruit candy from the table, unwrapped it, and put it in my mouth. Instantly, the sweet aroma of the fruit washed away the greasiness in my mouth.

"Although we can't play in the snow, we can watch TV for a while. Little Douzi, do you want to watch 'Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf'?"

Lin Ye crouched down, bringing his gaze level with hers, and asked softly.

This is the new cartoon that Xiaodouzi has come to like since watching "Peppa Pig".

Upon hearing this, Xiao Douzi's eyes immediately lit up. With a candy in his mouth, he mumbled, "Um... I want to see it, Godfather!"

Lin Ye then led her to the living room, turned on the big TV, and put on "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf" for her.

As soon as the familiar opening theme song started playing, Xiao Douzi immediately climbed onto the sofa and sat down, then pulled over a cushion and hugged it to her chest.

The cushion features a yawning cat; she rests her chin on it, her eyes intently fixed on the screen.

Lin Ye sat down next to her, picked up his tablet, and put on a Bluetooth headset.

Since Xiaodouzi came along, he's gotten into the habit of wearing only one side of his hat at home, so that if Xiaodouzi calls him for anything, he can hear it immediately.

He clicked on today's midday news.

The news anchor's voice was calm and composed, but the content on the screen was shocking.

Today, most parts of the country have been hit by a complex disaster that is the worst in a century.

First, the typhoon made landfall, bringing torrential rain. The wind speed was so high that it blew off the roofs of coastal buildings. The rain poured down, and the world was shrouded in a gray haze, making it impossible to distinguish between the sky and the ground.

Subsequently, seawater overflowed and breached the breakwater. Those breakwaters had been built decades ago and were considered by the Japanese leadership to be "foolproof" projects.

But in the face of truly fierce natural forces, it is still as fragile as a sandcastle, crumbling at the mere sight of a few giant waves.

The waves grew larger and larger. When the biggest wave crashed into the dam, the entire section of the dam seemed to have its skeleton removed from underneath, collapsing with a deafening roar. The white spray that rose more than ten meters high blocked out the sky.

This was followed by a chain reaction of tsunamis and earthquakes. The multiple disasters piled up, leaving no room for respite and bringing rescue efforts to a near standstill.

In aerial footage, large areas of residential areas are submerged in murky, muddy water, with various debris floating on the surface.

Broken furniture, overturned vehicles, colorful plastic products...

There was also a huge plush toy that seemed to have drifted in from nowhere, lying on its back with its eyes reflecting the hazy skylight, its gaze empty and dull, giving it an indescribably eerie feel.

Its stomach had been ripped open by something, and white stuffing cotton was turned inside out, floating on the water's surface in wispy strands, looking like the tentacles of some monster, making one's sanity drop drastically.

Cars were piled up like toys, some even being swept onto the roof of a three-story building. The cars were completely wrecked, and all the windows were shattered. It's hard to imagine how violent the floodwaters were.

Rescue workers moved through the ruins, their matching orange life jackets standing out starkly against the gray backdrop.

But that glaring orange color now seems like a futile struggle, its form as insignificant as a group of busy ants, highlighting how human effort is woefully inadequate in the face of such a massive disaster.

The death toll continues to rise, and behind each number is a life and a family.

The news report cautiously mentioned that "several high-ranking Japanese officials tragically lost their lives" in the disaster, while the footage showed half of the government building's sign submerged by seawater.

The heavy solid wood signboard was hanging crookedly on the wall, its lower half submerged in muddy water, swaying with the waves.

Several folders that had been washed out of the building were still floating on the water, their covers wrinkled from being soaked, their pages scattered, and the writing on them blurred into clumps of black stains.

Seeing this, Lin Ye couldn't help but smile slightly, a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.