Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

In Huo Yanheng's sight, she stood on the crumbling edge of the rooftop, her fragile body seemed to be swept away by the strong wind in the next second.

But the yellow storm that should have been far away in the sky quietly spread to the sky above them when they were not paying attention.

The surrounding buildings are covered with a layer of wind-sand that seems to have accumulated over the years. When a strong wind blows, everyone's faces appear and disappear in the yellow sand. But that slender figure was still standing not far from Huo Yanheng, as if he had roots under his feet.

Huo Yanheng could feel those bright eyes staring at him in the yellow sand.

The woman's voice reached his ears, and she was asking: "Let me take Hengheng away, Hengheng does not belong to this world."

"Okay?"

As if in a trance, Huo Yanheng was subconsciously pulled and opened his lips.

……it is good.

The word 'good' was only the beginning but not the final word.

Suddenly, the man raised his head coldly, looked through the yellow sand in the sky, and found her location accurately and sharply.

"You're hiding something from me. Tell me what it is."

There seemed to be a cracking sound in the air. It was the sky above the two of them that shattered, revealing bits of pitch-black void. The world had begun to collapse.

Leng Qingqing's expression changed instantly.

**

The midday news promptly included this latest news, and invited meteorological experts to provide reassurance to the public.

But the weather was getting worse. This is visible to all human eyes.

Visibility dropped to less than one meter within a few minutes, and two people could not see clearly even if they were facing each other.

The roads were deserted, and companies and schools all closed early for the holidays.

The majority of citizens stayed at home, looking out the window at the yellow sand swept by the strong wind, with sorrow on their faces.

What's going on?

Not long after, everyone saw the most eye-catching four words on Weibo’s top trending list——

#End of the World#

**

"Let me just say, I can't hide it from him."

The system sighed silently.

Although the plot lines of the two worlds have changed, in essence, Huo Yanheng is Hengheng.

Four-year-old Hengheng is already smart enough, let alone the thirty-four-year-old.

Leng Qingqing: "Then do you think I should tell him the truth?"

"Whether you say it or not, I think he has already guessed it."

Well, things have gone in the direction that Leng Qingqing least wanted to see, and now she seems to have no choice.

Just a second before Leng Qingqing was about to speak, the man spoke.

"You are here to kill me."

"I said he guessed it!" the system shouted, this guy is so smart.

Leng Qingqing did not answer, but slowly took out the fruit knife from his waist and held it tightly in his hand.

"I do not want this."

There is no way, between you and Hengheng, only one can survive.

A few steps away, Leng Qingqing was not sure whether he could see his actions clearly in such a situation.

Maybe he had seen it and just didn't care.

The man stood quietly, his movements unchanged, as if he was concentrating on something.

After a few seconds, he tilted his head and asked, "Where is Hengheng."

It sounds like an ordinary question.

Leng Qingqing had a wary expression and did not answer. The palm of his hand holding the handle of the knife was slightly sweaty.

She stared closely at his figure and moved quickly towards the rooftop door.

The moment he arrived at the door, Leng Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. The next second, he heard a low laugh from the man.

The system shuddered and became nervous for no reason: "This laughter sounds a bit penetrating. Is he going to turn black?"

According to the description of the adult Huo Yanheng in the original plot, this guy is so cruel that he will not pay for his life.

Huo Yanheng already knew the purpose of Leng Qingqing's trip. If he wanted to live, he could only kill Hengheng before dying under Leng Qingqing's knife.

Fortunately, Hengheng is not here.

As long as Leng Qingqing guards the rooftop door, as long as she can...

"Mom, uncle...where are you?"

The tender and crisp children's voice suddenly broke into the deserted ears.

For the first time, a look of astonishment appeared on Leng Qingqing's face.

She had been standing guard at the door. When did Hengheng come up? !

"It's over..." System: "You should close the door!"

The visibility is so low that even if someone is standing in front of you, you won't even know it if you don't speak.

Hengheng passed by Leng Qingqing's eyes, but she couldn't see him either.

And judging from the sound, Hengheng's position at this moment was obviously closer to Huo Yanheng.

Cold sweat broke out on Leng Qingqing's back, "Hengheng, stand where you are and don't move."

But at the same time, the man's deep voice sounded at the same time: "Hengheng, come to uncle."

"Mom..." Hengheng called her mother in front of him, but all he saw was yellow sand and no one could be seen at all.

So he walked over without any precaution against the call from his uncle.

After walking a few steps, his head hit his legs.

Hengheng touched his forehead, and the next second he was picked up by a pair of strong arms.

"If anything happens, let's talk about it when we get home."

The man's deliberately aggravated tone made Leng Qingqing clearly heard even a few meters away. It was obviously meant for her to hear.

Although he didn't understand his intention, Hengheng was still in his hand. He pursed his lips indifferently and could only slowly fumble towards the door.

**

"In the end what you want."

After entering the room, the eyes suddenly became bright and empty.

All the doors and windows have been sealed. Looking out through the windows, there is no longer a blue sky and pedestrians in the driveway. Instead, there is endless yellow sand, giving people the illusion of being in a desert.

What's even weirder is that the air conditioner is clearly on, but the room temperature is dropping rapidly.

Hengheng woke up from the cold.

At this moment, Hengheng hugged the man's neck and looked blankly at her mother opposite.

He had never seen such an expression of hatred and vigilance on his mother's face.

It's like uncle is a bad person.

"Don't look at me like that." The man said lightly, slowly squatted down and put Hengheng down.

Leng Qingqing stared at his movements, and his muscles tensed up, looking for the most suitable moment to strike.

The man raised his eyes: "Stop."

"Hug me." He lowered his head, his eyes falling on the little boy's soft face, and said softly.

Hengheng didn't know why, so she stretched out her little hands to wrap around his neck, tilted her head and nestled against his shoulder.

This warm little person can be described with all the beautiful and warm words in the world.

Warmth, brightness, purity...and these words have nothing to do with him.

The man said: "I must listen to my mother from now on."

Hengheng nodded.

The man said: "Grow up well."

Hengheng continued to nod: "Yes."

The man said nothing more, stretched out his big hand and touched Heng Heng's furry head.

The movement was very light, as if he was touching a fragile treasure. If Hengheng raised his head, he could see the deep and tender attachment in the man's dark eyes.

The man's last words were: "Go find your mother."

So Hengheng took back his two small hands and looked at him again with bright and dark eyes, his expression a little confused.

It seemed that he had noticed something, but he didn't know what it was, so he could only walk towards Leng Qingqing with this doubt in his mind.

"That's right." Hengheng suddenly turned around a second before being picked up by Leng Qingqing, "Uncle, your assistant is a bad person! I heard him talking to Ye Fei on the phone. He was going to betray uncle..."

The incident was actually seen when Hengheng was still 'dreaming'.

I just thought it was a dream at the time, so I quickly forgot about it.

But now, Hengheng seemed to realize that this was not a dream, but reality.

Hengheng felt this was very important, and he must tell his uncle before leaving.

The man's eyebrows moved slightly, and there was a smile on his face. He nodded: "I know."

"Uncle, you must punish him." Hengheng turned back three times with one step. Even if it was a joint plan between his younger brother and his assistant, Hengheng did not want to favor his younger brother. Because my brother did something wrong.

"……it is good."

Hengheng's expression was so serious that it was impossible to refuse.

Little did he know that this would be a promise that could never be fulfilled.

**

Leng Qingqing picked up Hengheng in his arms.

She was surprised by Huo Yanheng's actions.

When Huo Yanheng's identity was an enemy that had to be eliminated, Leng Qingqing would not show any indecision.

But when the other party gave up survival so easily and gave Hengheng the hope of life, she found that she didn't know what expression to use to deal with the current situation.

——Should I express my gratitude with tears in my eyes?

She thought that what Huo Yanheng wanted was not her gratitude.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Leng Qingqing slowly described Hengheng's appearance thirty years later with his eyes, from eyebrows to eyes, from nose to lips... as if he wanted to remember this scene forever.

"What you didn't give me, I gave it to myself."

Huo Yanheng smiled, with a calm expression, not like a person who was about to die.

Leng Qingqing knew that he was talking to another Leng Qingqing.

But she still nodded slowly.

The two looked at each other as if there was a silent exchange.

As the other party stared at him, Huo Yanheng got the promise he wanted.

outside the window.

The sky canopy began to collapse visibly to the naked eye. The dark and profound vortex is like a monster's huge mouth, trying to suck in the entire world.