Fang Zigu silently stared at the black barrier in front of him.

He took a deep breath and slowly stretched out his arm.

His trembling fingers cautiously reached for the black film in front of him, looking like a timid child.

There was a mixture of hope and timidity in his eyes, and in the end hope prevailed!

Right now!

His finger touched the film!

There was no sound, and trembling fingers passed through unhindered, as if through air.

Then the whole palm, then most of the arm, and finally the whole body!

Fang Zigu instantly passed through this black barrier!

"How is that possible!"

Feng Chen on the side couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice!

"This ...... This is the antimatter barrier of outer space, and I have heard Professor Fang say that no matter on earth can destroy it! Not even a nuclear bomb! How...... Why did Fang Zigu take care of this guy and walk in so easily?"

In the face of Feng Chen's incredible exclamation, Brandy said expressionlessly: "In this world, there are only three people who can enter this barrier so easily. ”

"Who else is it?" Could it be you, the instructor?" Feng Chen couldn't help but ask.

Brandy's face twitched slightly when he heard this, and he said lightly: "It's the professor's wife." ”

Feng Chen looked embarrassed, and then pulled the ends of his long hair.

She sneaked a glance at the brandy next to her with a frightened gaze, and after noticing that the other party did not show an angry expression, she quickly retracted her head.

He immediately thought that Fang Zigu's mother had remarried, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

......

......

After entering the black film, Fang Zigu suddenly felt that he had entered another world.

One

Let him be extremely familiar with the world!

He had lived in this world for more than twenty years!

"How ......"

"Are you home?"

"Could it be time travel?"

Fang Zigu muttered to himself.

At the same time, Fang Zigu suddenly saw a familiar figure sitting on the sofa.

Fang Zigu instantly felt like a world away.

This......

What a familiar picture!

He vaguely remembered that when he was young, he came home from school one day, and there was such a strange man sitting on the sofa!

That's right, this man was a stranger to him at that time.

Next to this strange man with a stubble on his face, crossed Erlang's legs, and a resolute and serious expression, he snuggled up to his mother.

All this ......

How familiar it all is!

The only pity is that next to the man, there is no mother of his own!

No, there's a difference......

The man looked as if he was getting older.

His hair was half white, and his eyes, in addition to perseverance and seriousness, had more vicissitudes and kindness that the years had given him.

There are many deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and forehead, especially between his eyebrows, and the three extremely deep wrinkles form a particularly clear "Chuan" character.

His cheeks were sickly pale from the long absence of sunlight.

At this time, this man was quietly looking at Fang Zigu with a gentle gaze.

Is this still the familiar father in my memory?

Fang Zigu's eyes instantly turned red, and he almost burst into tears!

He quickly lowered his head, clenched his fists, and shouted in a low and hoarse voice: "Dad!"

Listening to his son's shout, Fang Ji's body trembled imperceptibly.

He stood up abruptly, steadied himself, and walked to his son's side in three or two steps.

Looking at his son with his head down, Fang Ji raised his arm, just wanted to touch his son's head as many years ago, and then as if he thought of something, the thick palm that had reached his son's ear was slowly lowered, and then stretched out his other arm.

"Smack!"

Fang Jiyi's palms firmly slapped on his son's shoulders.

"Hey, boy, finally got acquainted!"

Fang Zigu's body trembled, raised his head to look at his father in front of him, and said in a slightly sour trembling voice: "Dad, you, you have so many white hairs!"

Fang Ji laughed, hugged his son's shoulders and sat down on the sofa, "People will always get old, even your own father is no exception!"

"However, you can even build a robot as powerful as Feng Chen, and my department, system, how can you ......" Fang Zigu stopped when he wanted to speak.

Fang Ji didn't speak, he took out an ordinary box of ten yuan "Yellow Mountain" from his pocket, took out one and lit it, and took a deep breath.

"Hoo ......"

Fang Ji breathed a sigh of relief lightly and said, "Xiao Gu, do you know how to smoke?"

Fang Zigu shook his head slightly.

Fang Ji nodded and said with relief: "Good thing." ”

When Fang Ji finished smoking a cigarette, he threw away the cigarette butt, put two fingers on his temples and rubbed them gently.

"Xiao Gu. Fang Ji spoke, his voice full of vicissitudes and magnetism unique to middle-aged men.

"Remember when you were seven years old, on the eve of our father and son's parting?"

"When you were seven years old?"

Fang Zigu's thoughts began to drift away, Fang Ji's thoughts also began to drift away, and the two fathers, at this moment, recalled that evening together.

......

......

It was a very hot night in the middle of summer, and Fang Zigu was sitting on the sofa holding a copy of "Alice in Wonderland" that his father bought for him, looking at it excitedly.

Alice's magical experiences in her dreams caused her brain to be baptized like a "storm".

For the first time, he knew that literary stories could be so vivid and interesting!

When he reads that "Alice eats the mushroom that the caterpillar told her to make her taller, and as a result makes her neck thin and long, taller than a tree", he hears his father call out to him.

So, he reluctantly put down the book and followed his father to his study.

"How is it, son, do you like the book that your father bought for you?" Fang Ji had a rare look of love on his serious face, and looked at his son with a smile.

"I like it!" Fang Zigu's immature voice sounded without hesitation.

Fang Ji nodded with satisfaction.

In the middle of summer, the season is unusually hot, and a small round fan on the desk sends streams of "hot air" to the topless father and son from time to time.

Fang Zigu not only didn't feel cool, but felt that the hot wind blew him all over the body sticky and uncomfortable.

In the small study, father and son began to talk.

Of course, most of the time it is the father who speaks and the son who listens.

Fang Zigu had been looking at his father with an extremely adoring look.

At that moment, in his eyes, his father knew astronomy and geography, and he was an omniscient god.

Of course, even now, in Fang Zigu's eyes, Fang Ji is still an omniscient and omnipotent god.

Yes, my father can even make something as anti-heaven as the system, and even a robot like Feng Chen can make it, what else can't he do?

At the end of the conversation between father and son, Fang Ji looked at his son with a rather serious gaze and asked, "Xiao Gu, Dad asked you, what is your greatest wish in the future?"

Listening to his father's words, Fang Zigu thought of the word "scientist" in an instant.

But this thought just flashed through his mind, and then, Fang Zigu thought of the book "Alice in Wonderland" that he had just seen.

A strange brilliance burst out from Fang Zigu's eyes!

The attentive Fang Ji easily caught this light in his son's eyes, and then he heard his son shout in a childish and crisp voice: "I want to be a person who can write stories!"

"A person who can write stories......" Fang Ji muttered to himself.

"Writers?"

Gently spit out these three words, and the corners of Fang Ji's mouth suddenly showed a smile.

At the same time, for the first time, there was something else in his serious and resolute eyes......

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