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At dawn, Song Caiying climbed out of bed.

After washing, she knocked on her son's door: "Xiaohang, get up."

A few seconds later, his son's sleepy voice came from the door: "It's only after six o'clock..."

"You forgot, we made an appointment yesterday to go to the hospital to visit Uncle Chang this morning."

"...Ah! I'll get up right away!"

It was only seven in the morning when Song Hang went out after dinner.

The sky was dark, with dark rain clouds covering the sun that had just emerged, and thin spring rain floating in the sky, which would wet the ground.

Song Hang glanced at his mother's expression at this time and found that it was no different from the gloomy rain clouds in the sky.

Ever since Grandma Li passed away and Uncle Chang became seriously ill, my mother has been in a bad mood.

Song Hang was also very sad.

He likes grandma Li Shuran and uncle Chang Jingchen very much.

They were his perfect template for scientists.

They have no desire for glory or self-interest, and they move forward in the pursuit of knowledge and truth, striving for the happiness and liberation of mankind throughout their lives. They are unyielding seekers, and they are also the guideposts and idols of Song Hang in his life.

His dream is to become a scientific researcher in the future.

Every Spring Festival, his mother would take him to visit Grandma Li Shuran and Uncle Chang Jingchen.

Grandma Li Shuran is a very kind and kind old lady. Although she is a national treasure scientist, she has no airs about her. She smiles every time she sees him and always listens carefully to his every thought. After hearing about his dream of being a scientist, Grandma Li Shuran believed even more than he did that he would realize his dream.

Song Hang heard stories about her and Grandma Li from her mother more than once.

The more he listened, the more Song Hang admired Grandma Li.

She was able to escape an arranged marriage in such a war-torn era, insist on studying from scratch, and resolutely give up the generous treatment abroad to develop science and technology when the country was in embarrassment. Mr. Li is an amazing woman!

Like her mother, she lives a bright life.

And Grandma Li is not only a wise person academically, but also a wise person in life!

If Grandma Li hadn't awakened her mother, her mother would have been a "mediocre yellow-faced woman who was addicted to stupid love and gave up her ideals and career for a man." Song Hang will always remember the expression on her mother's face when she said these words - a kind of The joy and fear of surviving the disaster.

Her mother has always been Song Hang's idol, and she is also the coolest mother in their school.

She has handsome short hair and wears smart business attire. She is the female boss of a foreign trade company and is an out-and-out strong woman.

Although her mother is usually very busy, she always takes time to take Song Hang to travel around the world during winter and summer vacations.

They climbed Mount Gilimanjaro together, and witnessed the fiery new sun leaping out of the sea of ​​clouds and shining brightly from the top of the mountain; they also dived into the Coral Sea of ​​the Great Barrier Reef, swimming among the bright and dark fish in the sky and water. ; They skied in Antarctica together, enjoying the majesty of the endless snow rivers thousands of miles away... Although Song Hang did not have a father, Song Hang's childhood was happier than that of many children with fathers.

When Song Hang was a child, he once asked his mother why he didn't have a father.

His mother’s answer was something he would remember forever:

"Look, baby, other families require the efforts of both parents to raise a child, but the mother is better and can raise the baby by herself, so there is no need for a father, right?"

So when Song Hang was a child, he was always sad because he didn't have a father. When he became wise, he could understand the meaning behind his mother's words more and more, and he admired her more and more.

He is his mother's child, and he only likes her.

His mother is the coolest, bravest and most independent woman he has ever seen in his life. She is his pride! His biggest dream is to become a free, independent, brave and fearless person like his mother.

So it was hard for him to imagine that his mother was once just a mediocre ordinary woman.

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Song Caiying started the car and drove towards the city hospital.

The sky is getting brighter, and there are already scattered pedestrians on the road. The breakfast shop is bustling with people, diluting the cold atmosphere of the continuous spring rain.

Song Caiying glanced at her son who couldn't help but doze off in the passenger seat, and smiled: "You go to sleep first, I will call you when we get to the hospital."

Song Hangqiang raised his eyelids and said obediently: "I'm not going to sleep. I'll talk to my mother for a while."

Song Caiying couldn't help but smile at her son's thoughtfulness. She tried to persuade her son a few more times, but when she found that she couldn't be persuaded, she gratefully accepted her son's kindness. Talking to someone now would really make her feel better.

She habitually turned on the radio in the car and listened to the morning news, while talking to her son here and there.

"Let me break the news first: Comrade Chang Jingchen, the winner of my country's highest science and technology award and an aerospace expert, passed away in Beijing at 19:52 last night at the age of 36. Chang Jingchen, as my country's manned space technology expert Experts who have made outstanding contributions to the ascension of my country's Shenzhou series of spacecraft..."

Song Caiying was stunned.

She looked at Song Hang in confusion, "Xiao Hang, did I hear wrongly?"

Song Hang also fell into shock and confusion. He asked blankly: "How could Uncle Chang die? Isn't he only in his thirties?"

Song Caiying nodded blankly and said in a daze: "Yes, how could it be..." She was still alive, how could that person die?

Song Caiying didn't know when she regained her sanity. She mechanically turned the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and drove to the hospital at full speed.

Along the way, she seemed to think about a lot of things, but also seemed to think about nothing.

Compared with her gratitude to Mr. Li Shuran, Song Caiying's feelings towards Chang Jingchen have always been complicated.

In the first 22 years of her life, she and Chang Jingchen had no intersection at all, and she had always been in a state of only hearing his name but not seeing him.

It was not until she was 23 years old that she accompanied her then boyfriend Li Yian to the hospital to visit Mr. Li Shuran who was sick that she met Chang Jingchen for the first time. But at that time, she actually didn't have a deep impression of Chang Jingchen. At that time, her whole mind was immersed in Mr. Li Shuran's words.

Mr. Li Shuran's few words completely changed her life trajectory. She completely got rid of the ideological shackles given by her previous life and had a clear goal for the first time.

At first, she just wanted to live up to her university certificate, play her advantage in English major, and become an independent woman who could support herself.

With her university certificate and professional advantages, she joined a foreign company after returning from Singapore. From then on, she was refreshed and saw for the first time the vastness of the world and her own insignificance.

Compared with this magnificent and wonderful world, her previous "love" with Li Yi'an was not worth mentioning and vulnerable.

The more people she met, the more she felt that Li Yi'an was just so-so.

She even began to wonder if she had lost her mind before, and actually thought that Li Yi'an, a second-generation ancestor, was perfect and a good man who stood up to the sky?

So Song Caiying and Li Yi'an's breakup became inevitable. Although she didn't say it, in fact, Song Caiying at that time already thought that Li Yi'an was not worthy of her.

But even after breaking up with Li Yi'an, Song Caiying still often shamelessly visited Mr. Li Shuran. She had infinite gratitude and admiration for this female teacher who changed her life.

So whenever she achieved a little success or encountered a problem that she couldn't solve, she would visit the female teacher. Even if she just talked to the female teacher for a while, it would bring her great encouragement and support.

So she would occasionally meet Chang Jingchen, who accompanied Mr. Li Shuran, Mr. Li Shuran's nominal brother. Although he was a brother, Mr. Li Shuran treated him with natural intimacy, and the female teacher, who was always respected, would even act like a little girl in front of him. Whenever this happened, the young man would always smile gently and indulgently.

The way the old and the young get along with each other in such a reversed age was indescribably harmonious in Song Caiying's eyes.

Slowly, Song Caiying and Chang Jingchen also gradually became familiar with each other. Chang Jingchen would occasionally give some pointers to some of the difficulties Song Caiying encountered in her career, and Song Caiying would often admire his clear cognition and incisive views.

Against this backdrop of feelings, it was ridiculous for her to think that Li Yi'an would be more promising than Chang Jingchen when they first met. This also fully proved how shallow she was at the time.

But she eventually lived a rich life.

This life is worth it.

It is not entirely true to say that Chang Jingchen and Song Caiying have a good relationship.

Unlike Mr. Li Shuran's kindness, Chang Jingchen's attitude towards Song Caiying has always been gentle and distant. It should be said that Chang Jingchen's attitude towards everyone except Mr. Li Shuran is very cold.

But because of Mr. Li Shuran's relationship, and because he did help Song Caiying, Song Caiying has always appreciated him, and she also gave him some gifts from time to time to express her gratitude.

If there were no accidents, the relationship between Song Caiying and Chang Jingchen would have been so plain.

But an accident happened.

Mr. Li Shuran, the life mentor that Song Caiying respected and loved the most in her life, passed away.

This incident was a devastating blow to Song Caiying. She almost fainted from crying at the time, and she also lost her appetite in the next few days and was immersed in great grief.

It was under such circumstances that her feelings for Chang Jingchen were sublimated-he was Mr. Li Shuran's favorite and closest person during his lifetime. Seeing him still alive was like Mr. Li's life was continued.

Unfortunately, fate is unpredictable. Not long after Song Caiying cheered up, she heard the news that Chang Jingchen was also seriously ill.

His organs were rapidly failing and his life was in danger.

It seemed that Mr. Li Shuran's death had also taken away all his vitality, and he was about to follow Mr. Li Shuran.

The moment she heard the news, Song Caiying only felt boundless loneliness and hesitation.

She seemed to have become a little girl of a few years old, standing at a crossroads with people coming and going, not knowing which direction to go.

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Song Caiying drove the car into the hospital parking lot and officially ended her long memories.

She held her son's hand and walked towards the hospital ward like a wandering soul.

She stood at the door of the ward and saw the empty bed, and she felt dizzy.

From the nurse, she learned that Chang Jingchen's body had been sent to the funeral home for cremation last night.

According to Chang Jingchen's last words, his ashes will be taken to the sky on the latest manned spacecraft, and the astronauts will follow his will and scatter his ashes into the vast universe.

The nurse sighed: "As expected of a space expert, he even wants to die in space. How romantic."

Song Hang choked up and cried silently.

Song Hang, the future chief designer of aerospace, saw off two of his most respected scientists at the age of eight. From then on, he embarked on the path pioneered by his predecessors, moving forward courageously, singing as he went.

Many, many years later, when Song Hang has become a white-haired grandfather, he will lie in a rocking chair and describe to his bright-eyed grandchildren the glimpse of two stars he saw in his childhood. He will describe how dazzling and radiant the two stars were. In the end, he will always use this sentence to describe the brilliance of the two stars - "They are the ideals of the world in the hot galaxy."①

The grandchildren will nod in confusion, and then ask Song Hang in a childish voice, "Then what?"

"Then." Song Hang smiled and narrowed his eyes. His expression did not show the grief of his childhood, but only the calmness of a person who had seen through the world. "Then the stars returned to the sky."

"Huh?" The little grandson asked curiously: "Are the stars happy to return to the sky?"

"I didn't know when I was young." Song Hang touched the little grandson's head, and his smile was the most beautiful thing for the children to see The complexity and sudden realization of not understanding, "But now I slowly understand, the stars should be unhappy when they return to the sky, because they will worry that there will be no more stars born in the world in the future."

The granddaughter asked doubtfully: "But aren't there many stars in the sky? So it doesn't matter even if there are no new stars!"

"The sky has always been full of familiar stars, and they will be lonely." Song Hang suddenly blinked his right eye mischievously, smiling like a cunning old fox, "So promise grandpa that you will also become stars, okay? In this way, the stars in the sky will never be lonely."

The grandchildren looked at each other, then nodded as if they understood, and said in a baby voice: "Okay~"

"Great." Song Hang was very pleased, "So we made an appointment," he whispered: "Grandpa and other stars are waiting for you in the sky."

That was the story of another star in the distant future.

At this time, Song Hang was just a child who was immersed in a confused sadness and didn't know what to do.

One day in the future, he would set sail, create his own career, and at the end of the journey, turn into a star and return to the universe.

It’s just that his era will have to wait for many, many years.

But no matter in the past, present, or the distant future, there will be stars shining in the world.

There will be stars.

The author has something to say:

① paraphrase this sentence: The stars are hot, you are the ideal of the world. Because it is overused, the source is ominous.

I think this extra has almost explained everything... Do you have any extras you want to see? I will see if I can write one now. If there is no extra I want to write, I will go directly to the next world.

The next world is the story of the violent Buddhist cultivator mentioned in the copy (…)

Le Jing will have an incredible golden finger, hehe.

When the people are in trouble, the Buddhist cultivator will come out of retreat