dark cat

Chapter 1 Luan

huh, huh, huh...

There was only the sound of my own heavy breathing in my ears, my heart was beating so fast, as if it was about to explode, my legs were as heavy as if they had been filled with lead, and every step was torture.And the pursuers behind were hanging not too far away, like a group of cats playing with mice, and from time to time they made mocking laughter and foul language.

"Boy, run, run again? Why, you can't run anymore? If you can't run, just stop obediently and let your brother catch you. If you enjoy the service, maybe it can make you die faster!" The leader The strong man yelled.

"Hey hey, big brother, I heard that this kid is still a baby." The skinny man next to him also smiled all over his face.

"Hey, Chia is good, grandpa, I like giving Chia the most, it's so cool..." The one who was called the big brother seemed to be the leader, he said, as if recalling something, he smiled happily : "Especially when the object is an omega, the sultry energy after injecting the forced estrus agent is really enjoyable."

"Brother, you have to take it easy. You ate meat, and the brothers also want to drink some soup...The amount of injection is too much, and you will be useless." A young man of medium height and a little thin at the back Say flatteringly.

"Hahaha, no problem, Master is in a good mood today, and it will make all of you happy!" The leader laughed boldly, as if the target was already a piece of meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

The young man who was running hard in front gritted his teeth, he was not reconciled.Hatred was like fire, burning his eyes red.The lack of oxygen caused by excessive exercise left him sore and blurred.The footsteps behind me are getting closer...

When he tripped over a pebble, despair, sadness and unwillingness overwhelmed him together.I'm about to be caught... Mom and Dad, I'm sorry, Xiaoan was not filial and failed to escape. You obviously gave me a chance with your life...! He felt that he had no strength to stand up, and the laughter behind him was approaching.

Burying his face into his arms, he tried hard to hold back the tears, but his cheeks were still wet with tears.Why are you so weak?Why is it that I am born inferior to others, and after so many years of hard work, I still can only do this?It's not fair... I tried so hard, but I still can only do this...

Because omega is inherently weak, can it only be inferior to alpha and become a tool for their fertility and fun?What shit rules!The regulations that emerged during the war caused omega and beta to be discriminated against, and some families even directly abandoned them because they gave birth to such children!

This is an era of peace. Because of the protests, the government said it would introduce the "Equality Act" a few years ago, but until now there has been no movement at all.Is the government really only doing superficial work... Throwing a piece of ham as a favor to a hungry pet, and then ignoring it.

It can only be...here... He closed his eyes in despair, buried his head in his arms, and couldn't help sobbing, grief engulfed him.But thinking that he might be able to meet his parents in the kingdom of heaven in a short time, he felt a little relieved...

At this time, I heard some different voices in my ears, it was the screams and begging for mercy of the gangsters.But the object of their begging for mercy was silent and did not respond.The young man felt a little fuzzy, perhaps because of excessive exercise, and the ups and downs of his mood so many times, his body couldn't hold it.

He fell asleep in a daze, feeling a pair of strong arms hugging him...

Dad...is that you?Are you and mom coming to pick me up?After that, the three of us will be together forever and never be separated, right?The thought reassured him.

"Father..." the boy murmured in his arms. The person who saved him looked down at the boy who had fallen asleep. He ignored the stunned bastard and took him away up.

"Father!" The boy suddenly sat up from the bed, as if he was still immersed in a beautiful dream, a little dazed.Then, the bewildered eyes gradually focused, but once again brought a trace of bewilderment.

His brain gradually became clear, and he also clearly understood that there was someone who saved him, and that person could not be his late father. Who the hell was that?Looking around, the walls are made of wood, and the furniture is also made of wood or stone.This place seems to be separated from the modern society, and there is a simple ancient meaning everywhere.

The quilt on his body was clean and warm, there was a glass of water on the bedside table, and a few rays of sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the curtains... Perhaps knowing that he had woken up, someone outside opened the door softly. The young man turned his head and saw a peaceful The old man walked in with a tray and said with a smile, "You're awake, how do you feel?"

The young man was taken aback, and quickly wanted to answer, but he couldn't speak a clear sentence after opening his mouth several times, his voice was very hoarse.

Seeing this, the old man pointed to the water glass on the bedside: "Baby, you were exhausted before, and you have been in a coma for a long time since you got here. Let's drink some water slowly." The boy eagerly picked up the glass and poured it into his mouth, but He choked on the water because he moved too fast, and coughed so badly.

The old man walked up and put the tray in his hand on the bedside table.He patiently waited for the boy to recover, and drank some water to moisten his throat.

"Old, grandpa, did you save me? Thank you..." he stammered.Because he rarely interacts with strangers and has been living in the small circle of his family, he seems very overwhelmed.

The old man shook his head and raised his finger to the door: "I'm getting old now, and my legs and feet are not as flexible as before. I usually don't go out of the village. The one who saved you was my grandson. He was chopping firewood outside. Thank you if you want to thank me." Let him..." After stopping the young man who was eager to get up, he handed him the tray that had just been placed on the bedside table. On it was a bowl of porridge and a side dish, "Young man, don't be so impatient, sharpen your knife without cutting it by mistake. Chai Gong, eat these things first and then talk about other things."

Only then did the young man feel that he was hungry, he scratched his head embarrassedly, nodded and thanked the old man for his kindness, and then he devoured the meal, even forgetting the etiquette carefully taught by his parents.Perhaps this is actually what he wants to forget. He wants to erase the traces of his life there. Even though his body is covered with dirt, he can still see the unusual clothes and wants to take them off immediately. Torn to shreds—he couldn't tear the suit, of course, but at least he could set it on fire.

When people are hungry, even if it is just porridge and side dishes, they will feel that it is more delicious than delicacies from mountains and seas.In this rude action, he seemed to vent a little bit of the distress in his heart.The old man beside him also laughed out loud when he saw his barbaric eating.

The boy who was full after eating and drinking put away the plate, thanked the old man again, and hurriedly got up and went out, wanting to see who the savior really was.This time the old man did not stop him.When he went out, he saw a boy of his age under the sun at a glance.

Next to it is the firewood that has been chopped, and the man is practicing sword.The tall and thin figure was dancing, and the long sword was like a sword, reflecting gorgeous and bright light and shadow under the sun.Although the figure is not strong, the movements are fierce and powerful, but also with a little dexterity and lightness, which has a shocking beauty.

The young man stared blankly, unable to regain his senses for a long time.This room, this sword practicer, and the endless field scene around him seemed not to be in the same era as him. This trance-like scene made him wonder if he hadn't woken up yet.

It wasn't until the figure stopped moving and stood with the sword on its back, looking at him with cold eyes, that he suddenly woke up, and quickly thanked: "Thank you, thank you for saving me, your kindness will never be forgotten..." He said nonsensical words , He felt that the behavior he just stared at was too embarrassing, and his face quickly burned.

The man nodded, accepting his thanks.The old man came out and said with a smile: "My grandson is not very good at speaking, so don't worry about it. Speaking of which, kid, what's your name?"

Only then did the young man realize that he hadn't introduced himself yet, and he said dully, "I, my name is Lu An..." Seeing that the young man with a sword beside him was silent, he tried hard to communicate with his savior, and found Huatou: "That...can you tell me your name..."

The man answered simply, somewhat unexpectedly: "Yang Mian."

But now it was Lu An's turn to be speechless, he opened his mouth, not knowing how to address Yang Mian.It always feels a little disrespectful to call you by name directly... He hesitated and said, "Mr. Yang?"

Hearing what he said, the old man beside him laughed, and Yang Mian frowned awkwardly.The old man smiled and said, "Can I call you Xiao An?" Lu An nodded quickly.Although this title reminds him of his parents, the intimacy and love of the elders for the younger makes him very happy.

"Xiao An, my grandson is as old as you. It sounds awkward to call me that, isn't it too stiff?" The old man stroked his white beard, "Just call him by name, Xiao Mian won't mind of."

Yang Mian had no intention of objecting.Seeing this, Lu An nodded happily.It seems that his benefactor is actually very talkative.

He looked up at the sky, the sun was hanging high, and the clouds were floating leisurely, casting shadows on the earth.In the distance, there are hard-working farmers on the farmland, cats and dogs are chasing each other; birds are pecking at worms in the field; Peaceful, humans and animals live in harmony, and there is no trace of him being similar to the place where he lived for more than ten years.

Lu An took a deep breath, filled the lungs with cold and humid air, and exhaled it again, as if the soul had been rinsed, it was extremely comfortable.