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The scale of the alien invasion was huge, and the Atlas Empire and the Kyria Federation formed a wartime alliance to fight together. His mother hugged him every day and watched the frontline battle situation broadcast in real time on the virtual photoelectric screen in the living room, feeling anxious.

The alien race was defeated, and before the people of the empire had time to cheer, the Kylia Federation suddenly aimed its artillery at the imperial army.

The battle situation on the front line is broadcast on the virtual screen—Kelia’s army dispatched troops to invade the Islael space station while the Imperial Legion was chasing the remnants of alien races. When the Imperial Legion suffered heavy casualties on the front line, it broke the agreement and launched an attack. In order to kill the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Army, the Federation The enemy army had already ambushed near the wormhole and surrounded the frontline personnel of the Star Corps. At a critical moment, Lieutenant General Mu Wen drove the smart mech into the enemy camp, triggered a self-destruct device, and died together with the federal enemy army, heroically sacrificed...

The mother stood up reflexively, covering her mouth with her eyes full of disbelief, and her body was precariously falling onto the sofa.

"Snapped!"

Shelves shook, photo albums fell to the floor, glass shattered.

"Impossible...no way..."

The mother covered her face with tears streaming down her face: "Brother Wen...you said you asked me to wait for you to come back...you said you would be fine..."

"Mother……"

——The Star Legion attacked the left flank of the enemy ship with all its strength, and the flank broke through...

His mother was holding him and whimpering, the news was still being broadcast, but he couldn't hear it clearly at all, his mother's crying was heard intermittently, sometimes it seemed that he was almost out of breath, and it was pulling his heart, causing pain.

The crying gradually increased, and finally wept hoarsely.

No sound could be made from the throat, and the tears still flowed uncontrollably until the eye sockets were dry.

Dad, he... can't come back...

Yan Chi looked at Zhou Chen, who was lying on the hospital bed, frowning tightly, as if he was in a nightmare: "How is today?"

Doctor: "All the indicators are normal. It will take some time for the swelling on the face to subside. His skin is too tender, and it will take seven or eight days for the bruise to disappear."

Yan Chi couldn't help but snort, delicate.

Received a call from the property when leaving the ward.

"Mr. Yan, here are the flowers you ordered to pick up, do I need to put them at the door for you?"

flower?Yan Chi thought to no avail: "What flowers? Who sent them?"

"What kind of flower..." The property owner looked at the label, "Oh! Blue Butterfly, it was sent by a flower shop called Judgment."

"Not yet."

"That……"

"threw."

"Oh, good Mr. Yan."

All the past experiences intertwined, one after another, someone was calling his name, different people, different voices, echoing from all directions.

——"Chacha..."

——"Mucha..."

The white void in front of him began to show pointed towers, and then trees... Finally, a magnificent Gothic building appeared in front of him. He was led by a well-dressed woman, and he looked at the European-style wrought iron wrought iron in a daze. The door, the door slowly opened to both sides, the woman bent down and supported his shoulders and said to him: "Chacha, this will be your home from now on, and I will stay with you until I hand you over to your Alpha."

"My Alpha?" He opened a pair of big pure black eyes, puzzled.

The woman smiled at him, a very warm and friendly smile.

Under the sunlight, the words Omega Art Academy are particularly eye-catching.

There are many teenagers and girls here, they are all beautiful and friendly.

The greenery here is very good, and the scenery outside is also very good, but he can't go out, he can only look at it from the tallest clock tower, year after year.

The afternoon wind blew gently, and he closed his eyes to feel it.

"Chacha, I knew you were here. Dean Dorothy is looking for you."

"Oops!" He remembered what he had forgotten, and hurried towards the west tower.

Dorothy looked at him who was out of breath and smiled: "He ran here? Where did he go to play again?" She took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

"Not playing, it's in the clock tower."

Dorothy teased: "Do you want to take a lunch break there?"

He was a little embarrassed: "...No."

Dorothy sat down on the chair gracefully: "You like the clock tower so much?"

He walked over and picked up the teapot on the stove and poured a cup of black tea for Dean Dorothy, added sugar and milk, and the mellow smell immediately wafted into the room.

The delicate and transparent porcelain is moist and bright. Dean Dorothy slowly stirred the black tea in the bone china cup with a teaspoon. The sound of the tea sets colliding was crisp and pleasant.

He relaxed a lot when the two got along, and sat opposite Dean Dorothy, with his hands resting on his cheeks: "Master Dorothy, is Hervey going to marry the son of Earl Basil tomorrow?"

Dorothy corrected: "It's an engagement."

"It's not bad." He pouted, "But they don't know each other yet."

"But they have the highest pheromone matching value, and they are a destined couple."

Pheromone match value...

"Can't an Omega choose its own partner? It doesn't have to be a very good Alpha, but it can also be a Beta."

Dean Dorothy suddenly looked serious: "Don't say Chacha in front of others."

He lowered his eyes, feeling a little depressed: "I'm only telling you."

Realizing that she was too serious just now, Dorothy patted his head and slowed down her voice: "Chacha, you must know that the pheromones of Omega and Alpha are naturally attracted to each other, and only Omega's pheromones can calm Alpha's mental turmoil. , Omega and Alpha are bound together by nature, only the combination of Alpha and Omega will give birth to offspring with extremely excellent genes, which guarantees the purity of the blood, and without the mark of Alpha, Omega simply cannot withstand the torture of estrus."

Dorothy put her hand on the back of his hand and said earnestly: "It doesn't matter if you know each other or not? After two people have been together for a long time, there will be love, which needs to be cultivated slowly."

The life here is peaceful and unchanging. He deals with literature and art every day. He grows bigger, looks better, and quieter. He likes to look out of the window silently by himself. Sometimes he can watch for a day. His favorite Or clock tower.

On a certain day, the matching notice from the Pheromone Regulatory Bureau came down, and he was about to marry the heir of the Katison family.

Randy Katison, the excellent Alpha who was already a colonel at a young age, he only saw at the award ceremony in the news.

He came to the clock tower as usual. On that day, he met a very beautiful blond boy who asked him, "Have you heard of the ST719 reagent?"

The picture returned to the sea again, he closed his eyes tightly and felt a strong light emerge...

He Jing came to this ward every day as usual, and looked at the people on the bed and said, "This face will look good if the swelling completely subsides. I don't know who was so wicked before, and beat people in the face." How could she do it? ?

Mucha's skin is relatively sensitive and delicate. Lin Huayue hit him hard, his face was red and swollen, and it hadn't completely disappeared after seven days.

There is also a bruise on the back of the hand, which is caused by local swelling during the infusion.

Although He Jing is still a college student, she often works as a part-time nurse during the holidays. Although she is young, she is very careful and has experience in taking care of patients, no worse than those older professional nurses.

When she saw the patient for the first time, she felt that the patient looked quite scary. After the swelling subsided, she looked good-looking. Why was he beaten?Moreover, no one has come to visit for so many days, but he lives in a high-end ward, which costs hundreds of thousands a day.

She walked over to open the window, the sun was very good today, she turned around and saw the eyelashes of the person on the hospital bed trembling, and opened his eyes.

"you're awake?"

Mu Cha's mind was very confused, and he turned his eyes blankly to look around, and a girl looked at him in surprise.

He asked with some vigilance: "... who are you?" His voice was hoarse, and his throat was so dry that when he spoke, he felt his throat was scratched.

"I am a nurse hired by Mr. Yan to take care of you. You have been asleep for seven days, but you are awake."

By the way, he fell into the water.

"...Is this a hospital?"

"Yes, this is the First Hospital of Science." She poured a glass of warm water and handed it to him, "Drink your saliva to moisten your throat first, and I will go to the attending physician."

"...Okay, thank you." His voice was really dry.

The ward was quiet, and Mucha lay on the bed with his eyes open, thinking of the discomfort in the water, the feeling of wanting to cough and vomit made him feel physically sick, he frowned and closed his eyes to calm down.

It felt like I had died once.

His mind was muddled, he seemed to be dreaming about many people and things, it was more like a past than a dream.

His eyes gradually became empty, and he murmured in a low voice: "Father...Mom..."

As soon as He Jing got out of the ward, she called Mr. Yan to inform Mr. Yan that the patient was awake, and the other party said "Got it" indifferently, then hung up the phone and happened to meet the responsible nurse walking over with a medical cart, and she said: "Nurse, The patient is awake, I will go to the attending physician and be right back."

"Oh well."

What the nurse saw when he came in was his lonely eyes.

The memories that had been buried so hard were reopened, and they were staged again and again before his eyes. Those past events seemed to have happened not long ago, which made him still immersed in that kind of grief, and his mind was in a trance.

The nurse broke the silence: "How do you feel? I've been unconscious for several days. Is there any discomfort? Let's get the infusion first, and the attending physician will come over later."

Mu Cha resisted her approach a little, seeing the bottle in her hand: "What is this?"

"Supplementing the body with vitamins will not affect the body." The nurse routinely checked the patient's information during the infusion: "Zhou Chen, right?"

"Mucha."

The nurse gave a pause to the hand holding the bottle: "Huh?"

The boy lowered his head and paused every word: "My name is Mucha."

……

A group of doctors and nurses surrounded his bed, Mu Cha was a little uneasy, and pursed his lips.

He suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar, and it was also the same in his first memory. With a blank mind, he was constantly looked at by a group of doctors and nurses.

Seeing that he was tense, the doctor asked the others to leave first before communicating with the patient.

After a series of examinations and inquiries, the doctor called Mr. Yan.

"His ID card is fine, but there's something wrong with his memory? He said he's not Zhou Chen?" Yan Chi frowned, wondering what kind of trick this Zhou Chen was playing.

"Understood, I'll be there in a while, no matter what kind of monster he is, just ignore him."

"Okay, Mr. Yan." The doctor touched his nose, but he didn't seem to be a monster. The young man was quite quiet, as if he was quite shy.