Annihilation of the solar system

There was only one wall lamp on in the spacious dining room of Zhou Cheng's family, which could barely illuminate the dining table. Under the dim light, Zhou Cheng stretched his neck and used chopsticks to rummage through the dishes for the dishes he wanted to eat. There is only the last sip of the yellowed wine juice left.

The rice bowl in front of his wife Shen Manling was empty, with not a grain of rice left in it. She looked at her husband and said softly:

"Lao Zhou, how about I cook you another dish?"

Zhou Cheng shook his head and continued to rummage through the dishes like an engineer clearing mines.

"No, this is just right. If you cook more food, it will be wasted if you don't finish it. We can't afford to waste it now."

After saying that, Zhou Cheng seemed to have found his favorite dish. He put it in his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it, and then took the last sip of wine. Then he leaned back on the chair and let out a long lazy groan, and was about to She took out a cigarette and lit it. Shen Manling handed over a bowl of hot soup:

"You'd better smoke less. I'm worried that your body won't be able to bear it when you launch tomorrow."

Zhou Cheng put the cigarette aside, took the soup bowl and said in a relaxed tone:

"Madam, don't worry. I just had a comprehensive physical examination today. I'm in very good health. I even asked the doctor if I could have a small drink tonight. You see, I strictly followed the requirement and only drank one or two. ."

There was a smile on Shen Manling's lips, but there was still a little sadness in the corners of her eyes.

"You are already fifty years old and you are still going to the moon. Why don't you go to someone who is strong and strong?"

Zhou Cheng took a sip of the soup and took the cigarette into his hand:

"The only mission experts who are going this time are me, Chaowen, and Song Shi from the Space Center. You know the importance of this project. Even if they don't let me go, I will still apply. If that thing is built wrong place, but it’s all over.”

Shen Manling just sighed softly. She stood up and walked towards the packed backpack next to the dining room.

"I'll go pack your luggage again and see if there's anything you don't need or have missed."

Zhou Cheng lit the cigarette in his hand:

"I can't miss any of my academic stuff. The space center also said that each person's luggage should not exceed 15 kilograms. Please weigh it and don't cause trouble to others."

Shen Manling responded to Zhou Cheng and walked to the storage room at the door to get the electronic scale. Just as she walked to the door, Shen Manling saw a red light flashing outside the yard fence through the window next to the door. .Looking closely, I saw a figure lingering outside the courtyard door smoking a cigarette.

"Lao Zhou, come and take a look. There seems to be someone at the door."

Zhou Cheng stood up and looked at the window, and there was indeed a figure. He opened the door to look, but the sound of the door opening seemed to disturb the figure, and he turned to leave. Zhou Cheng strode forward and finally saw the figure clearly.

"Old Liu! Do you have a problem with me? Why don't you come in!"

Old Liu put on a half-faced smile in embarrassment and said submissively:

"No... nothing's wrong. I'll just come over and take a look."

Lao Liu's clumsy excuse allowed Cheng Zhou to see what he was thinking at a glance.

"Let's go sit in the room. If we have anything to do, we can talk inside."

After coming to the living room and sitting down, Old Liu took the tea from Shen Manling and was so nervous that he stammered:

"Professor Zhou, I also know that you have a very important task tomorrow. I'm really sorry to disturb you so late."

Zhou Cheng sat next to Lao Liu and patted his hand gently:

"Didn't we agree that you don't call me professor? Just call me Lao Zhou. Come to see me now for something, right?"

Old Liu sighed:

"Hey...Chaowen him. I always feel that something is getting wrong with Chaowen him."

Zhou Cheng frowned slightly:

"What's wrong with Chaowen? I thought he was fine when he got off the plane in the afternoon? The launch will be tomorrow. Don't you live with him?"

Old Liu shook his head gently, with a complicated look in his cloudy eyes:

"Chaowen and I have not lived together in the past two years."

After listening to Lao Liu's words, Zhou Cheng felt very puzzled:

"No, haven't you been working with him on the high-energy particle collider project in Shuchuan these years?"

Lao Liu shook his head helplessly:

"In the past two or three years, Chaowen's personality has changed a lot for some reason. At the beginning, he just didn't communicate with me as frequently after work as before, and I didn't care. I thought he was too tired from work. Later,

He spends less and less time at home. He almost doesn’t communicate with me anymore. Even if I take the initiative to communicate with him, he just responds in a perfunctory way.

In the past year or so, he has never returned to the assigned residence. I went to look for him at work, but he didn’t see me. Even when he met me, he only asked me to go home if I had something to do. I don’t know.

What’s wrong with this kid Chaowen?”

Hearing this, Zhou Cheng and Shen Manling were both shocked. They looked at each other and then turned their attention to the father with a sad face.

"How could this happen? Lao Zhou, was he like this when he was with you?" Shen Manling asked anxiously.

Zhou Cheng wiped his forehead with his hand and thought for a while.

"I haven't had many opportunities to meet Chaowen in the past two years. Every time we met, we talked about academic matters. In work communication, he is still as confident, persistent and passionate about his work as usual.

It's just that I have almost no contact with Chaowen in life. Last time he gave an impassioned speech at the High Energy Particle Center, and I felt that his personality was not so restrained at the time. I am very worried about the situation you mentioned, Lao Liu.

It’s hard to understand.”

The ravines on Lao Liu's face were made even deeper by his furrowed brows:

"Chaowen, this kid, wasn't like this before. I know him very well since he was a child. But in the past two or three years...I...I almost don't recognize him anymore."

Lao Liu's voice finally became hoarse. Shen Manling put a tissue on the ground:

"Is there any conflict between you and your son, or does Chaowen have a girlfriend... or... a same-sex friend?" Shen Manling expressed her meaning carefully. Old Liu shook his head and said solemnly.

:

"I went to their work unit to get to know him, let alone his girlfriend. He has almost no friends in the work unit, and apart from work, he has almost no relationship with any of his colleagues in life. Maybe because he is the leader there, his colleagues also

Don’t dare to ask any more questions.”

After hearing what Old Liu said, Shen Manling's face was full of surprise, and Zhou Cheng couldn't understand it either. He took out two cigarettes and handed one to Old Liu:

"Ten years ago, when I met Liu Chaowen in high school, I heard from the principal that Chaowen had a very miserable childhood. He suffered from many illnesses, and his mother also ran away from home. It was you, father and son, who relied on each other all the way to this point.

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Lao Liu held the lit cigarette in his hand but did not smoke it. He nodded slightly, with some choking in his voice:

"Yes, our father and son are dependent on each other. I have raised him alone since he was a child, and the relationship between our father and son has always been very good. He became sensible very early, and he has never had any quarrels or troubles with me since he was a child. But, it's not

You know what's going on..."

When he said this, Old Liu felt sad again. Zhou Cheng gently put his hand on Old Liu's shoulder:

"Old Liu, I believe there must be a reason for Chaowen's situation. Look, if it's not convenient for you to tell us about Chaowen's childhood, maybe we can find some clues from it."

Old Liu raised his melancholy eyes and looked at Zhou Cheng, took a deep breath and nodded slowly.