The night of December 23, 2030, London, England.
It was Christmas Eve, and the streets of London were already covered with snow, and since it was late at night, there were not many pedestrians on the streets, and the whole neighborhood seemed deserted.
At the end of this block, there is a unique three-story villa, which is different from the surrounding villas, this villa has a very strong Chinese style in design, and it seems that the owner of the villa may be a Chinese national.
In the interior of this villa, a flame is burning in the innermost fireplace in the living room on the first floor, and there is a "crackling" sound from time to time, and a little outside the fireplace is a thick brown bear fleece blanket, and a pair of white jade-like crystal clear little feet are running on the blanket.
The owner of these white and red feet is a little girl who looks like she is only about five or six years old, although she is not very old, but her excessively delicate facial features almost indicate what a beautiful girl she will be in the future, but at this time she is still just a childish child, with all the purity and innocence that a little girl of this age should have.
After a while, there was also a rhythmic footstep sound on the stairs leading upstairs to the downstairs, Ju Yiting, who was wearing a silk pajama with long hair, walked down the stairs slowly, looked at the little girl who had been running around on the blanket with a little worry, and said softly: "Sakura, slow down, don't fall" "Got it."
Perhaps the girl with the nickname "Sakura" just casually said something perfunctory and continued her "great cause of going around in circles".
After a long time, Xu was a little tired, but maybe she was just bored, the little girl slowly stopped, and then sat down on the sofa by the blanket.
"Enough fun" Ju Yiting, who had just come out of the storage room, hung a small blanket on her arm, and said to the little girl sitting on the sofa: "Then it's time to go to bed, it's almost twelve o'clock now." ” The little girl seemed to be a little unhappy because of the fact that she was "about to go to bed", and pouted vigorously, but in the end she still did not disobey Ju Yiting's meaning, and obediently got up from the sofa and said, "Got it." ” "Good" Ju Yiting walked up to the little girl and touched her head: "Go to bed early." ” "Mom, it's Christmas the day after tomorrow, will you take me to the Christmas shop tomorrow to buy Christmas presents?"
The little girl seemed to suddenly think of something, and looked at Ju Yiting with blank eyes.
"Mom has something to do tomorrow and can't go with you."
Ju Yiting smiled slightly apologetically: "But the day after tomorrow is Christmas, and mom and dad will come back to spend it with you." ” "Got it," the little girl said in a long voice, a little dejected, "you're all busy, I know." ” "Alright, let's go to sleep."
After sending her daughter back to the bedroom, Ju Yiting sighed softly and slowly walked back to her bedroom.
I don't know if it's because the life expectancy of superpowers has generally increased, Ju Yiting, who is now thirty-four years old, has almost no traces left by the years on her face, she is still full of collagen, and she almost freezes her age at the most youthful and energetic twenty years old, but between her eyebrows, she can still find the gift that time has given her, which is an experience and life experience that cannot be obtained no matter how she pretends to be mature and profound.
Just as Ju Yiting was about to lie down, a knock on the door interrupted her movements.
"Who" "It's me, Mom."
The bedroom door opened slightly, and the little girl poked her head in from the outside, looking at Ju Yiting pitifully: "Mom, I can't sleep alone, can I sleep with you tonight." ” Ju Yiting exhaled softly and said with a serious expression: "Sakura, you are already six years old, not a child" "I know, but you've finally come home once."
The little girl's voice gradually lowered: "Just this night." ” For some reason, looking at the expression of her daughter in front of her, Ju Yiting softened her heart for no reason, and finally did not refuse: "Okay, come in." ” "Hehe" The little girl's face immediately showed a look of joy, and she jumped up and ran to her mother's side, and couldn't wait to climb onto the soft bed.
"Okay, now hurry up and go to bed, you know" Ju Yiting touched the little girl's shoulder lovingly and said softly.
"Mom, I still can't sleep," the little girl muttered, "Can you tell me a story?"
"I don't want to think about the story" Ju Yiting frowned, and after thinking for a long time, she said: "Then I'll tell you the story of Snow White."
"Mom, I'm six years old, I'm not a child," the little girl pouted, "Can you please stop telling me such childish fairy tales" "So what do you want to hear?"
"I want to hear adventure stories" The little girl's eyes seemed to contain starlight, shining: "Aren't you and Dad both superpowers, just tell your adventure stories" "Our adventure story" Ju Yiting was slightly stunned, and then said quietly: "Actually, there is nothing to say, the life of a superpower is not even as exciting as it is in the movie." ” "But I want to hear it, or tell me about the first time we met," the little girl asked, "I don't know how you met when you're so big."
"The first time we met, it was more than ten years ago."
Ju Yiting also seemed to fall into memories: "Your father and I were trapped in an underground labyrinth at the same time, and there was Xiu Ze at that time" "Xiuze" the little girl asked, "Who is that?"
"That's Yan Xiuze, the eye of the storm, a very powerful superpower, and a good friend between me and your father."
Ju Yiting's gaze became a little gloomy, and she said slowly. ” "But why have I never met this uncle?"
wondered the little girl.
"Because of some accidents."
Ju Yiting said: "Ten years ago, Uncle Yan Xiuze left this world. ” "Does leaving this world mean death?"
"No, not necessarily."
Ju Yiting sighed: "Maybe he's still alive, but maybe he won't come back." ” "What kind of person is this Uncle Yan Xiuze?"
"For all things in the world, he has his own unique opinions, naturally has the temperament of a leader, and has been a guiding star for many people in the future, and in general, he is a great person."
"Well, I haven't heard much of his name."
"In the era of the explosion of information that people are always forgetful, no one will be remembered forever."
Ju Yiting sighed: "But as long as we remember him, it's enough." ” "Then, can you tell me the story of Uncle Yan Xiuze," the little girl said coquettishly.
"Ha, that's a long story" Ju Yiting smiled, as if thinking about where to start: "The beginning of the story may have started one summer in 2017":