candied green tea abo

That was Yan Lang's dream for two years.

In his dream, he could still hear the chirping of birds and cicadas, the gurgling of running water, and the hustle and bustle of people.

But what really happened in that dream caused him to sink to the bottom and never be able to float up again.He should have been an eagle soaring in the night sky, not a worm smaller than the sky and the earth.

Who would have thought that it was a cutscene rehearsal before graduation that broke his wings——

"No. 2546, No. 2546, please reply!"

"Received number 2546, please tell me!" With the headset pinned under the brim of Yan Lang's hat, he hid in the rocks and gravel of Planet B.Hearing the call from the main station, he first observed the surrounding situation, and then replied softly.

He babbled every word clearly, even if his voice was light and fluttering accompanied by the surrounding noises, it was still clearly audible.

"Number 2546, please bring the prisoners you found and the team round! Coordinates 377, 85, 46."

"Number 2546 received!"

The command order issued by the main station is clear and clear, that is, only the graduation exercise can be so simple.But Yan Lang didn't dare to take it lightly, he had already confirmed that there would be an ambush along the way after thinking for a moment.

Either an ambush by an enemy dressed as a real person, or a mine blast that is about to explode.

Yan Lang didn't know what was going to happen, but the moment he left, his heart thumped, and it felt like someone was clenching him for a moment. The pain made him bend down while clutching his chest.

It was a hopeless delusion that choked his ability to breathe.

He was like a fish near the water, no matter how much he fluttered for a moment, he couldn't escape the claws of drying up.

The prisoner of war is played by a robot, and he will follow up whatever the input program is.Now that his program has run to the stage of following Yan Lang back to the assembly point, he rushes out regardless.

Yan Lang didn't care about thinking about why he had a sudden heartache, but seeing that the prisoners of war had already rushed out, he could only endure the physical pain, and he gritted his teeth and stood up.His steps were a little staggering, and the gust of wind whizzing past his ears pushed him forward.

It was very peaceful along the way, and it was getting closer to that coordinate——

377, 85, 46.

Because of the program setting, the prisoners of war didn't care at all whether there was any danger around them, and just kept running forward, toward the set "safe place".Yan Lang couldn't control the pace of the prisoner of war, so he followed his pace after a little consideration.

Before arriving at the coordinates, Yan Lang heard the detector frantically alarming.

"Drip drip!"

"Dididi!—"

Before he had time to think about it, the conditioned reflex of the military cadet made him rush over, pressing the prisoner of war who was only a robot under his body to protect him.

The booming explosion sounded in his ears, and then everything was silent.

When Yan Lang opened his eyes again, he was faced with the tragically defeated ceiling and the smell of disinfectant in his nostrils.His surroundings were quiet, Yan Lang opened his mouth and shouted, "Is anyone there?"

There was no response, and no sound.

He thought it was because he had been lying down for too long, and he couldn't even make a sound, so he yelled a few more words, but there was still no sound.

Yan Lang didn't give up, he turned his head and saw a glass on the side cabinet, resisted his sourness and raised his hand to push the glass to the ground.The glass shattered as he expected, but the sound of explosion that he expected did not appear.

No, not a sound at all.

Yan Lang still refused to accept his fate, he propped himself up and threw all the objects he could see on the ground, and the mess he swept away was a mess.His great movement attracted doctors and nurses, as well as his Omega mother who had always been a strong woman.

That should have been the Omega he was most familiar with in the first half of his life, but he couldn't understand it.His mother's face was full of vicissitudes and exhaustion, and the meticulous hairstyle that should have been taken care of was piled messily on her shoulders.She looked at her son who was lying on the hospital bed with panic and bewilderment written all over his face, and cried out.

"Mother?"

Tears fell uncontrollably.

Her son, lost his hearing just like that, never, never heard every name she called.She typed a few heavy explanations with her optical brain, and then burst into tears.

"Yan Lang, in that accident, due to the lack of rigor in the school, what was supposed to be a dumb thunder low-blast turned into a loud one. You who are closest to you, because your five senses are too outstanding, the sound you can absorb is also worse than Others are bigger. So ... so, you lose your hearing and the odds of it coming back are less than 0.1 percent."

Lost hearing.

How ironic, because he is the best Alpha and his five senses are more powerful than others, so he lost his hearing.The rest of the people were more or less affected, only slightly injured.

He hates, he hates himself!

Why didn't he just die in that blast, why did he rush over to a prisoner of war who was just a robot?

why?

Yan Lang suddenly understood why his heart hurt so much at that time, it was a warning, it was a warning to let him not go there.If he had chosen to withdraw from the exercise due to physical reasons, he would not have lost his hearing.

"Mom, I must be cured, right?"

"I want the best doctor, and I want the best hospital! It's because you are not good at learning that you can't cure me."

"Mom, didn't you say that there is still a 0.1% possibility, let's try it, in case I can be cured!"

"I don't want to be deaf all my life..."

Yan Lang's incoherent words were not the result of a dispute between his mother and the hospital.His mother hugged him who was still mad, and stroked his back but could only calm him down for a moment.

He woke up like a nightmare, trembling and fearing everything, rejecting everyone's kindness.He even felt that anyone who appeared in front of him was insulting him and despising him.

Yan Lang's wonderful life is finally folded on the 24-year-old, the node that should have been the beginning of his brilliance.

The author says:

Woooooo, my poor Yan Lang Guoguo, the number is "Ah, I'm dead"