Into a parallel world

In the early morning of January [-]st, all major TV stations were broadcasting the news of an avalanche in a certain snow mountain.Song's mother has been restless since she got up, and went to buy vegetables uneasily. The news she heard from the uncle and aunt in the vegetable market made her panic. She bought a few things in a hurry and ran home to turn on the TV. The avalanche news was broadcast in detail, and there were pictures taken by reporters arriving at the scene. A female reporter was wearing a jacket and snow-proof eyes. Behind her was the broken scene after the avalanche and the death toll.

Seeing the photos of the deceased listed at the bottom of the screen, Song's mother widened her eyes and covered her mouth in disbelief to prevent her from screaming. At that moment, she felt that the whole world had collapsed. It had started long before the avalanche buried her lover under the snow mountain. Everything is buried.

"mom……"

The child's bewildered voice came from the door of the room, and tears finally fell uncontrollably from Song's mother's red eyes.She turned around and turned off the TV with Song Ci on her back. No matter how hard she wiped her tears, she couldn't wipe them clean. She hugged Song Ci tightly.Feeling the warmth in her arms, she told herself that she couldn't fall down, and that there were two children who needed her.

Song Ci hugged his mother's shoulders silently, and remained silent. The two people's dependent figures were reflected on the dark screen of the TV. He saw himself looking at him expressionlessly.

This winter is destined not to sleep forever.

The next thing was the death notice issued by the research institute. The police brought back the body, which was already terribly frozen. She held Jin Er and Song Ci in her arms, and stood in the funeral parlor, looking at her husband, who was supposed to die after the snow melted. Those who returned were cremated in furnaces.At that moment, she was numb, her eyes were full of fire, her heart was ashes, she didn't know how to continue her life after being confused.

Song Ci bit his lower lip tightly, grabbed the hem of his clothes with his small hands, watched his father's body completely engulfed by the fire, and announced this cruel fact at this moment - he no longer has a father.For an eight-year-old child, this is undoubtedly a huge blow.In Song Ci's impression, Dad has always been a superman. He has a smart mind, calmness, and dedication. Home.Because he knows that research is his father's dream, they are his happiness, they are the pillars of his support, and they should be supported as a family.

But at this moment, he regretted it, and his mother must also regret it, exiling his father to pursue his ideals, which resulted in such a result.Song Ci laughed, the snow this day was heavier than the previous few days, and the road was piled up to the knees.He didn't cry from the beginning to the end. He was stubborn and regretted why he didn't study hard. Such an excellent father had such a son, and he acted recklessly.

On the way home that day, my mother was silent, my sister fell asleep, and the cold kept eroding the crumbling home. Song Ci held his mother's hand tightly, and he was afraid.

Just when he thought his life was going to be muddled, that afternoon, someone knocked on the door of his house. Standing at the door was a boy wearing a black turtleneck sweater and a long black padded jacket. He was about sixteen or seventeen years old. He had an extraordinary handsome face, with rimless glasses in front of his eyes. Although the corners of his mouth were curled up, his eyes were as cold as the ice and snow behind him.

This is Song Ci's first impression of Bai Jifeng.

Song's mother brought people in.After learning that the visitor was her husband's student, she forcibly suppressed the grief of losing her husband and entertained the young child well.Mother Song looked kindly, she put the water glass in front of Bai Jifeng, sat beside him, and listened to his intentions.

Bai Jifeng picked up the water glass and took a sip to show respect, his eyes pretended to casually glance at Song Ci who was standing in front of the phone.The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and then he said in a gentle voice as much as possible: "Master, hello, what happened to the teacher made me feel very sad. Before the accident happened, he was still talking about Xiaoci and his little daughter to me. But natural disasters are inevitable. , I hope that your condolences will change, Teacher Song treats me like a father, so in the days to come, I will always be by Xiaoci and...Jin'er's side, and share the burden for you."

The tone was the same as on the phone.Song Ci leaned on the cabinet, his round eyes stared at Bai Jifeng who was sitting elegantly on the sofa, as if he was trying to find out the real intention of the uncle on the phone.

But at a young age, it was impossible for him to see clearly the man with deep thoughts---no, it should be the boy's thoughts.After Bai Jifeng finished speaking, he really saw that Song's mother breathed a sigh of relief, and then the indelible sadness gathered between her brows again.

Sighing, Mother Song shook her head, patted her thigh, and looked at Song Ci who was three steps away, her child, and the sleeping little daughter in the bedroom.People, there must always be reasons and beliefs to live, but the hope that has been waiting for is broken, just like a broken mirror, even if it can be glued together, the cracks can never be healed. Now she is as dilapidated as that mirror, without the brilliance of the past.

A strong sense of foreboding surged in Song Ci's heart, he walked over to hold his mother's hand, and looked at Bai Jifeng with guarded eyes.

"We don't need your pity." Song Ci stared at the people on the sofa, and said word by word: "Mom and sister have me, I will protect them, and Dad will protect us in heaven!"

The firm words sounded pitiful and cute to Bai Jifeng. The child standing in front of him stared at him with wolfish eyes. The barrier that seemed fragile to him was the strongest wall of the other party at the moment. He couldn't bear it. smash.But he was not willing to let it go, he had to peel off layer by layer and then squeeze in without a doubt, becoming the only one that is indispensable.

The smile on Bai Jifeng's face was not diminished at the moment, but the coldness in those eyes was gone when he came in, and the look of pity in Xiao Song Ci's eyes was filled with hidden deep paranoia.He smiled, moved towards Song Ci, and said, "Don't you remember Uncle, Xiao Ci? Uncle is not pity, but distressed. Professor Song's accident made me feel deeply sorry. He is my mentor in life and I am very good." Best friend. Can Xiaoci understand this feeling of wanting to repay your teacher?"

Song Ci waited for his small eyes, like a little hedgehog with its thorns erect, staring defensively at the mildly smiling person, his tone was exactly the same as that on the other end of the phone, and his appearance was worthy of such a voice, It's really a jade-like person.

He hesitated.Bai Jifeng squinted his eyes secretly, then stretched out his hand, and stretched out five slender fingers with distinct joints on his clean palm to the eight-year-old child in front of him. This invitation made Song Ci's heart tighten, and he suddenly became flustered.