To my frozen hometown

Chapter 97 Flying to the Future

About nine days have passed since Liu Yuan and Ai Er arrived at the observation station. The life of these few days is undoubtedly peaceful, whether it is for them or for the elderly.

There is no wind and snow, no severe cold, no wild animals walking around, and no noise of people coming and going in the greenhouse.

This observatory is like a mountain hut independent of the city, often unbearably lonely, but occasionally comforting peace.

Liu Yuan seems to have gradually understood the habits of the old man. She would put a cup of brewed coffee in the laboratory at eight o'clock every morning, and then go to work.At noon, lunch will be delivered to the door of the laboratory, and it will be cleaned up at night.

As for the old man, he seems to be keen on the tea party before going to bed every night.

I don't know when it started, but there is such a schedule in the observatory.Every time before going back to the room to rest, the three of them would prepare some tea, and then sit in the hall on the second floor and chat about some gossip.

It can be a few words of discovery in life, or a story, or a piece of news heard on the radio.

In short, there is nothing to talk about.

In a world of ice and snow, there is a warm place for you to sit down and chat with people, which is undoubtedly enough to be called a happy thing.

So all three of them acquiesced to such a practice.

Sometimes Al may fall asleep early, after all, children can't stay up late.

At this time Liu Yuan would carry her back to the room, and then lie on the bed and write notes for a while.

Liu Yuan's notes are always not coherent, because she usually writes a sentence as soon as she thinks of it.

This makes it difficult for ordinary people to understand what she wrote, but Liu Yuan knows that there is a story hidden behind every sentence in it.

She is going to take these stories back to her hometown, and then read them to the sea, just like reading a love poem she has prepared for half her life.

She knew she had plenty of time, because she would fall into a long enough slumber there.

Heh, I have to admit that sometimes Liu Yuan will do some romantic things in a serious manner.

Maybe she is an affectionate person, but her impersonal appearance makes her look a little mean.

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It was probably on the tenth day, at the dinner table, the old man squinted his eyes comfortably while eating the fruit and vegetable salad prepared by Liu Yuan.

At the same time, he was holding a document in his hand, which should be the experiment report he was writing.Perhaps reviewing the document again, the old man swallowed the food in his mouth and let out a long breath.

"Finally, this report is finished."

At this moment, Liu Yuan was sitting on the other side of the dining table. Hearing what the old man said, she glanced at the document in the old man's hand and asked.

"How is it written?"

Her words sounded like she had some deep meaning, but the old man just looked at her, then smiled and said.

"not bad."

It seems that he is very confident that he will temporarily deceive everyone with this report.

"En." Liu Yuan looked at the old man silently for a while, then nodded, and continued to eat his own food.

"I hope you don't ruin your reputation too early."

"Coincidentally." The old man raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I hope that day will come soon."

Because only in this way can it show that human beings are still exploring.

Because only in this way can it show that there are still people looking for that future.

Liu Yuan shook his head and didn't speak any more.

And the old man turned around and said.

"By the way, do you still remember the meteor shower I told you about?"

"Remember, what's wrong?" Liuyuan put a piece of apple into Al's plate while talking.

"If there are no accidents, it should appear tonight. How about it, do you want to go and see it with me, Little Al."

The old man directly passed Liuyuan and asked Al.

"Okay..." Al replied cautiously, and then secretly glanced at Liuyuan, as if he was afraid that Liuyuan would disagree.

Fortunately, Liu Yuan just sat on the sidelines and ate a piece of jerky indifferently.

From the perspective of filling the stomach, this thing is much more than salad or something.

After dinner, the three of them put on winter clothes and went to the open space outside the observation station together.

The night sky without the wind and snow is extremely clear, which makes every star look very clear, their light is shining, as if they are connected into a bright river and surround the sky.

"No matter how many times you look at it, it's still so vast." Standing on the snow with his head up, the old man said in a trance.

Perhaps it was because of such a scene that he embarked on this path today.

"A friend of mine once told me that this starry sky is the greatest legacy left over from the pre-disaster era." Liu Yuan stood beside the old man, calmly responding to his words.

"Then your friend must be a wise man." The old man smiled and adjusted his glasses, which seemed to reflect endless starlight.

However, after the light, his eyes revealed an indelible regret: "Unfortunately, we are losing this greatness now."

"Not necessarily." Liuyuan shrugged his shoulders, and put his hand on Al's head beside him.

"Maybe it's just this greatness that needs a little wake up time..."

The next moment, perhaps by coincidence, or perhaps by destiny, a falling starlight streaked across the sky.

Then, countless raindrop-like light beams poured down from that dazzling galaxy.

"Wow..." Al opened his mouth slightly and let out a soft cry.

She had never seen anything like it before, when the stars moved through the night, it was like the beautiful night was crying.

But why is it crying, can't there be a better word?

In the shock of Al, the old man stood still for a long time, and finally he seemed to let go of something, smiled helplessly, raised the hand that should have been tightly held, and pointed to a trajectory in the Milky Way.

"Al, didn't you ask us where these falling stars will end up. Now, let me tell you the real answer."

"They fly into the future."

The old man's tone was extremely firm, without any argumentation or rigor, but just firm.

Because he is so convinced that there is a great future, and it is there.

(End of this chapter)