A pair of Yaning little girl's small hands, by the faint candlelight, picked up the music box at the bedside, the sound cylinder with a raised needle on the surface was wrapped in a small bronze box, on which was the little girl's father with waste silver-white screws hand-welded dancing figures, although the material was rough, but the work was vivid. The little girl "Zrazla" turned the small curved handle on the side of the music box, and then released her hand, and the power drove the sound cylinder in the bronze box to rotate at a constant speed, and the needle on the cylinder plucked the reed when it passed the sound bar of the soundboard, and gently played the melody of the music.

In the music, the father pushed open the door and entered the room, his movements were a little hurried.

Father?

She gestured to her father, and two years ago, when she was two and a half years old, a vocal cord disease took away her right to speak, but fortunately it did not affect her hearing in any way.

"Come, Mommy wants to see you." The father said that he walked up to the bed and hugged her in his arms in white pajamas.

As she walked out of her bedroom, she saw a large hole open in the roof, through which she could see the fireworks outside illuminating the sky red. The room was in shambles, and my mother was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, but for some reason a red liquid slowly seeped out of the quilt. Her father carried her to her mother's bed and gently lowered her.

The mother turned her head sideways to look at the little girl, her face was snow-white, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Mom, what's wrong with you?

She gestured to her mother. "Mom is fine, she's just sleepy and wants to see you again before going to bed."

Then why is there a big hole in the roof of our house?

"Mom wants to see the moon, the moonlight is so beautiful."

The little girl giggled.

"Baby, you're like an angel, like your dad."

The father behind the little girl quietly turned his head and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

"Take my hand......" the mother held out her hand, and the little girl happily grabbed it, it was the hand of an emaciated adult woman with a candy in her hand.

Mom, your hands are so cold......

But my mother stopped talking, and her breasts gradually stopped heaving. The father put his hand on his mother's neck, and with a half-sound, silently leaned close to her mother and kissed her forehead.

The little girl shyly covered her eyes with her hands, and still playfully showed her big black eyes from between her fingers, and saw her father close her eyes for her mother.

"Baby," the father picked her up again, "Mommy is sleeping, let's not disturb Mommy, go hide and seek, okay?" ”

Hide-and-seek! It's the first time in the evening!

The little girl was so happy that she was still holding a turning music box in her hand, and the silver-white dancers on it were still spinning and dancing to the music "Fireworks in the Moonlight".

Walking out of the room, there are a lot of fireworks!

"Everybody's celebrating the holidays." Father told her.

Thousands of glorious speeds of light travel back and forth between the air and the ground, sometimes exploding into fireworks that spin and emit dazzling colors. Flocks of beautiful black birds dance in the air, accompanied by firelight. The little girl opened her mouth wide and looked at the sky, she was speechless with excitement, she had never seen such a big celebration.

The pedestrians on the road were also so excited, they ran by the little girl and her father shouting loudly from the distant firelight, and the cars speeding around them were like the carousels of an amusement park. A big brother standing on a jeep is holding a huge fireflower tube and shooting continuous colored beads and flying towards the big bird in the sky. And the big bird also turned around beautifully, gliding near the jeep, and the little girl didn't understand what the big brother shouted, probably "If you don't give candy, you will be trick-or-treated!" Something like that! And it seems that he has won the game - because one of his colored balls is lucky enough to hit the big bird, who deviates from the previous arc and crosses the ground only to be a line away from the father who is holding the little girl, and then explodes on a far corner with even bigger fireworks that move the whole street.

Wow!

The little girl blinked her eyes and stuck out her tongue, no wonder her father never let herself touch these flowers during the Chinese New Year! The big brothers are so naughty, they dare to make such a big move, and they won't be spanked by their parents when they go home?

The huge whirlwind blew the hair of the two people shuttling through the crowd, and the little girl turned her head to look at the air dizzyly, and it was actually the goddess who would be worshiped during the New Year falling from the sky, and the bottom of the goddess was open, and it was like a beautiful Milky Way, and many comets were dragging their long tails down from the Milky Way. Is this what the fairy tale says, when there will be a goddess dressed in disguise to sprinkle sugar from the sky to the obedient children like a goddess scattering flowers? The little girl tried to reach for the sparkling candy that had fallen, but her father held herself tightly in his arms and threw herself on the ground.

Dad, hide and seek hasn't started yet, so there's no need to rush like this.

She wanted to say this to her father, but her father held her too tightly, and she couldn't do it with her hands and gestures.

Daddy, the beard stubble is a scumbag......

A few minutes later, my father stood up again with him in his arms, this time stumbling in his movements. The little girl smelled the smell of burnt barbecue behind her father's back, and the big brother who was noisy just now was silent, she wanted to see what was happening behind her, but she was blocked by her father's broad chest and couldn't see anything.

Turning a street corner, stepping through a small door, I entered the entrance of a dark air-raid shelter.

Well, this is indeed the place where you usually hide and seek with your friends.

The little girl arched her chin and nodded reassuringly like a little adult, it seems that Dad didn't lie to me when he said to take me out to play.

The father put the little girl in the bomb shelter and bent down to look at his precious daughter, as if he could not see enough in his life.

The little girl blinked her eyes wide and made a gesture:

Is the game about to start? "Well, it's going to begin." Dad rubbed her messy hair, helped her put down the music box in his hand, grabbed her hands, and covered her eyes.

"Dad turn your music box, and then Dad hides first, and then you look for Dad when the music is over, okay?"

The little girl nodded, and when the music box music sounded again, she silently counted in her heart.

Twenty, nineteen, eighteen......

The father gently exited the bomb shelter, and then closed the bomb gate with all his might. He finally couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood, leaning his body against the gate in exhaustion, he saw that behind him was already a sea of fire, the heart-rending screams of the people swallowed by the Molotov cocktail, and the huge "Valkyrie" floating in the air was like a Doomsday Inquisitor looking coldly at the living hell under the skirt.

The father slowly slipped and fell to the ground against the gate, leaving a long trail of blood on the door. Blood poured from his back, from the Valkyrie's wound he had just wounded while covering his daughter, and soon the ground beneath him was dyed a bright rosy color.

"Tomorrow I said I'll eat dumplings, kid ......" his lips quivered slightly.

"Boom!" A missile dropped by the Valkyrie landed right near him, engulfing him in a brilliant flame.

Five, Four, Three......

In front of the little girl covering her eyes, the graceful spinning dancers on the music box turn slower and slower, and the music "Fireworks in the Moonlight" ends.