Xue Xiang turned around last night and didn't sleep all night. He didn't know why this happened. Although he knew that a superstar fell just in the early morning of this night, he was logically immunized from later generations and had a basic immunity to major events in this life. He shouldn't be so anxious. However, all kinds of sorrow and irritability came one after another with his thoughts, and rushed into his heart like waves, causing him to be in peace. Xue Xiang originally thought that he had experienced the baptism of various thoughts in the Internet in later generations and would no longer worship him, but when that moment came, Xue Xiang actually found that his heart was trembling, was he reluctant to part with the death of the gods or the sorrow of the fall of the superstar? At that moment, he could no longer tell the difference! He actually had a kind of integration into history and witnessing the heaviness of change!

He couldn't sleep all night, so he simply got up early, packed up the clothes in the washing sink, cleaned the house, and calmed down a lot. Unconsciously, time passed quietly through his fingers. When the east was just white, the big rooster in the courtyard cried. As soon as the rooster sang, the world was white, Xue Xiang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky from afar, a red glow in the east sky gradually expanded, and strands of red clouds spread around, and every inch of progress was so slow. The red cloud seemed to be suffering the pain of childbirth, slowly cracking a gap, and suddenly, a new sun jumped out, emitting a thousand feet of light. The sun rose, and the light of the greatness in his chest rose sharply, and the helplessness and decadence of last night dissipated a lot.

Xue Xiang turned around and returned to the kitchen, carried the insulation bucket and left the door. When he came back early with a bucket of soy milk and two large bags of steaming hot, it was already six forty. He did not rush to wake up Xiaowan and the other two, but instead put the bought buns and fried dough sticks into the steamer on the coal stove to keep the heat. He specially carried the insulation bucket to hold the soy milk, hoping that Sanxiao would sleep for a while, because today was a special day.

When Xue Xiangzheng called Yuying campus for leave, Xiaowan and Xiaoyi's room rang. The two small biological clocks had already formed and would wake up naturally when the time came. However, there was no movement on the little guy's side. He smiled bitterly in his heart: The little guy is cute and simple, so how could he feel at ease when he went to school? I guess he was still sleeping soundly.

Xue Xiang gently twisted open Xiaowan's door and said, "Xiaowan, let's sleep a little longer. I won't go to school today. I'll ask you for leave."

Xiaowan was about to fold the quilt, but was dizzy by the elder brother's words. He rubbed his head and asked, "Isn't today Thursday? I'm not sick, why should I ask for leave?"

"I won't go anymore, just listen to my brother!"

Xue Xiang smiled back, Xiaowan stopped asking. Gradually, the elder brother became her relying on her. It was her brother who was like her father. It had become a habit to obey him. Xiaowan did not take off the quilt and then went to bed, but turned on the desk lamp to prepare for a book review. Xue Xiang brought him to Xiaoyi and told him as usual that Xiaoyi was a reluctant and had long been annoyed to attend classes. In order to pretend to be a good student in front of his elder brother, he always imitated himself to write in the room like a sister. In fact, he envied his sister. Why can she not read books or study, and be so happy and comfortable all day? As soon as Xue Xiang finished speaking, the young reluctant man was too lazy to ask. He slipped a moment, got back into the thin blanket, yawned, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Xue Xiang smiled bitterly, shook his head and returned to the room. The little guy was sleeping soundly. The buttons of the short-sleeved pajamas were torn apart, revealing his round belly. He leaned his body sideways, and his fat little hands and feet were holding Xue Xiang here, maintaining a climbing position. The corners of his pink mouth were crystal clear. I don’t know if he dreamed of something delicious. Xue Xiang walked to the bed and gently put the thin blanket on the side of her belly, holding paper again

The scarf wiped the corner of her mouth. Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished wiping the little guy, the little guy's big eyes opened, blinking, suddenly, he smiled, crescent moon was crescent, and the corners of his mouth were shallow, "Hehe, when you opened the door, they woke up, haha, I pretended to be like it? You didn't notice it, they deliberately kicked off the quilt just to see if you covered it with it, hehe, everyone is so nice to them!"

The little guy was happy while talking, looking like he was successful, hehe, haha, laughing proudly. Xue Xiang rubbed the little guy's head and smiled, "Do you still want to sleep? Today, my brother asked you for leave. The little baby can rest at home for a day. If you want to sleep, continue to sleep."

"Oh, I'm so happy. Everyone, let's take them out for fun today and have to ride a motorcycle!" The little guy had no questions at all, and he didn't ask why his elder brother asked for leave. Xiao Jing was full of excitement of being out of the cage.

Xue Xiang shook his head and said in a warm voice: "It's not possible today. Today, my brother is with the little baby to watch TV at home. I bought breakfast. Do you want to eat it?"

"Hmph, if you don't go out, you won't go out. I'll have to bring it here and feed it to me." The little guy's eyes rolled and he thought of a small punishment measure.

Xue Xiang responded with a smile, returned to the kitchen, used the little guy's earlier bottle to fill her with a bottle of warm soy milk, put four or five meat buns on a plate, and returned to the room. When the little guy saw the bottle, he pouted: "Why do you do this? I won't use it long ago. I'm not good enough, I'll ask everyone to change it to my little flower bowl." At first, Xue Xiang bought the soy milk back, and everyone drank it in a bowl. In order to show that he was not going to go the ordinary road, the little guy found his earlier bottle and slid it into a nipples.

He opened the big, filled the soy milk, sucked it directly, and showed off in front of everyone proudly. Unexpectedly, Xiaoyi suddenly laughed and joked that she was still a baby who was sucking. Now, the guy was unhappy and threw the bottle directly and rushed towards Xiaoyi. The two little ones had a lot of trouble and just returned to the mountain. From now on, the little one no longer needed a bottle. Xue Xiang used a bottle to hold soy milk this time. The little one was frivolous and had a meal on the bed, holding a bowl of soy milk, and how he was not safe no matter how he looked.

Seeing the little guy stand up, Xue Xiang smiled and said, "Oh, this bottle is what I use to drink soy milk. If I serve it in a bowl, I can't handle it and it's easy to sprinkle it on the bed. My little baby will eat the buns first."

When the little guy heard this, he looked surprised and his little thoughts were shocked: You, you are so old and you still use a bottle! This, this... The little guy can't find words to describe it in the vocabulary library. She doesn't understand why the eldest brother dares to take the big spoils of the world (the little guy doesn't know this word, so I'll summarize it for her).

Xue Xiang looked at the little guy's little face full of shock, and felt amused. He walked to the bed, sat down, put the porcelain plate containing the meat bun on the bedside, took a towel and wiped the little guy's hands: "Eat it, little greedy cat."

The little guy came to his senses and felt that his belly was indeed a little hungry. He grabbed a meat bun and bite it. Xue Xiangyi picked up a bun and ate it. He ate a bite of the bun and took a sip of soy milk. It was so uncomfortable. He felt annoyed and his little face wrinkled. Xue Xiang pretended not to know, but drank the soy milk soundly. The little guy finally couldn't stand it. He tilted his head and stared at him with big eyes. Suddenly, he seemed to have made up some decision and grabbed the bottle in Xue Xiang's hand: "This is mine, give it back to me!"

Xue Xiang laughed and handed the bottle to the little guy who seemed ashamed and annoyed. A cheerful breakfast cleared his boredom. After breakfast, he invited the three of them to watch TV and do their homework at home, and went out by himself.

When Xue Xiang returned home, it was already lunch time. Last time, the little guy slid his mouth and asked for it, so he took the opportunity to pack another box of Western food with a roll of black gauze in his arm and entered the house.

After a sumptuous lunch, Xue Xiang was still sleepy. He held the little guy and sat in the main room with Xiaowan and Xiaoyi to watch TV. He was performing the revolutionary opera "Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy" on the TV. Although these three or two sets of dramas were played back and forth every day, Xiaowan and the other two were still watching with relish. The set of dramas lasted for more than three hours, and suddenly, the program was interrupted, and the picture suddenly changed, turning into a photo of the Tianning Gate Tower, which stopped moving. Then, there were bursts of sorrow and joy coming from the TV.

Xue Xiang looked at his watch. It was past four o'clock. He knew that although it was a different time and space, what should have happened still happened. A great superstar fell. Xiaowan and the other two were watching interestingly, but the TV suddenly changed the picture. The three of them looked at Xue Xiang in surprise, as if they wanted his elder brother to give an answer. After all, this situation had never been encountered before.

Xue Xiang pointed to the TV and signaled the three of them to continue watching TV and listen carefully. After the Ailable Music on TV, he then recited the list of funeral committees. At this time, the older Xiaowan had already vaguely felt something and listened with big ears.

After reading the long list of funeral committees, the picture on the TV still did not move. As soon as the sound changed, the international song was played. After three times of the international song, a sarcastic voice sounded: "Letter to the whole party, army, and people of all ethnic groups in the country..."

"Wuwuwu...Brother, this...This...is not true...Wuwuwuwu..." Before the radio was over, Xiaowan was already crying. Xue Xiang hurriedly hugged her and kept comforting her. Xiaoyi and Xiaoshi's eyes were confused. I don't know what happened, why did my sister cry suddenly?

Xue Xiang could understand Xiao Wan's mood at this time. The god who protected the entire country suddenly disappeared one day. The confusion and reluctance in the hearts of believers could not be relieved no matter what. He did not feel much sadness in his heart, but instead felt like he was in the long river of history. Looking at the long river of history that rolled eastward, it kept flowing away, taking away one great life after another, leaving a series of legends. He couldn't help but think: One day I would be taken away by this river, but will I leave my own legend?

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