Quick Wear: The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Path of a Swordsman

Chapter 171 The Disabled and Lonely Pilot (End)

The orange-gold light of the setting sun is always so beautiful that even the busiest people will stop for a moment to admire it.

But at this moment, all the people at the airport focused their eyes on a person who was more beautiful than the sunset.

He was a young man running in the sunshine, with picturesque features, a tall figure, and light and agile movements. When he passed through the crowd in the waiting hall, he gave a faint smile of gratitude and apology to those who made way for him. Then he crossed the guardrail holding a blue, white and a black certificate, and ran directly into the blocked airport under the gaze of everyone.

Ran towards the fighter plane that had just made a successful emergency landing in the distance.

The fighter's silver-gray paint was illuminated by the sunlight and coated with a layer of dazzling gold, like a ball of sun flame.

The young man running towards it was like a butterfly flying towards the flame, without looking back.

Ling Size ran as fast as he could. He was getting closer and closer. He would soon be able to see that person.

Finally, he saw a nimble figure jumping down from a fighter plane. His face showed ecstasy and he stretched out his hand towards the man. The man seemed to have noticed him and was turning towards him.

"Si Ze." The voice that he missed deep in his bones called him in his ear.

No, he wasn't going to be fooled this time.

It's all fake, it's all illusion, only the person over there is real!

"Si Ze, wake up, don't sleep anymore." The voice was gentle and tired, as if the lover had just woken up and was softly calling his lover to get up.

不 ...

"Si Ze, if you don't wake up I'll leave first."

Ling Size felt a warm hand covering his forehead, and then the touch slowly disappeared, as if the owner of the hand was really ready to leave.

"No, don't go!"

Ling Size used all his strength to grab the hand and woke up from the recurring dream.

"Xiaoze!" the owner of the hand called out in surprise.

Ling Size immediately looked over, his blurry vision gradually focused, and then he called out in his almost hoarse voice, "Brother...?"

Although the haggard Ling Sisheng didn't hear Ling Size's voice clearly, he understood his lip shape and immediately responded with a choked voice.

Ling Size then underwent a series of detailed examinations.

The first reason is that he slept for half a month.

Secondly, he actually differentiated secondary into an alpha, a true alpha. Although his appearance and body shape did not change at all, his physical strength did reach the alpha level, and it was a top-level one.

Ling Size's dream is to fly a fighter plane.

Now that the dream has come true, friends congratulated me when they came to visit.

However, Ling Size himself was not in a very good mood, and he seemed even colder than before.

If Ling Size used to be pretentious and aloof, then now he is really as cold as a piece of ice that has been solid for thousands of years from the inside out, as if he has completely changed into a different person.

Ling Size did not ask anyone about Xu Yan's situation, and no one else dared to mention this name in front of him.

Until he met the psychology expert sent by his superiors to treat him.

His acquaintance and classmate, Xia Liang.

Ling Size was chatting with her very peacefully, but his pair of ice-blue eyes were extremely cold, and there seemed to be an endless amount of dark red in the depths of his eyes.

"Why don't you ask how Xu Yan's funeral was arranged?" Seeing that there was no progress after chatting for a long time, Xia Liang had to get straight to the point.

"The people of the whole country are mourning for him, that is enough." Even if we don't know his name, we only know his code name.

To die in battle in the blue sky, this must be the destination that Xu Yan has always dreamed of...

"Aren't you sad?" Xia Liang asked gently.

I'm so sad that I'm dying.

He really wanted to die.

If he hadn't read Xu Yan's suicide note, he would probably have never woken up.

It was Xu Yan who reminded him that in addition to love, there is also family affection. Even if it is to prevent his relatives from experiencing what he feels at the moment, he must live.

Xu Yan said that if he was obedient, they would meet again.

He never lies.

Xia Liang finally saw the emotional fluctuations on Ling Size's face, and continued, "Suppression will make you more miserable, you need to vent your emotions."

Ling Size replied a little late, "But I feel so empty. Even the emotion of sadness is empty and can't be realized..."

There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart, that’s probably what it feels like.

Xia Liang sighed. She could only take a strong dose of medicine.

She told Ling Size about Xu Yan's visit to the school to find him, and then told him everything Xu Yan had experienced and the pain he had suffered.

She only knew these before coming here.

So her eyes are still slightly red and swollen, and her tone is not calm now, and she keeps choking up.

What they saw and heard were just words, and even the general outlines were so shocking.

Especially for those who have experienced it personally.

She not only felt sad for Xu Yan, but also for those who were harmed by terrorist organizations and pirates, as well as the heroes who died on the battlefield five years ago.

"So that's it."

"Fortunately, I didn't give up. I never gave up."

Ling Size laughed so happily that his laughter could even reach the ears of his relatives and friends who were anxiously waiting outside through the soundproofed room.

The laughter lasted for a long time, and it continued even until it became extremely hoarse.

Xia Liang had already quietly left the ward, leaving the space to Ling Size.

Ling Size tightly hugged the winter leopard doll that Yun Mi brought him. The "Dream Building" had long been dissipated, and the only thing left was the faint and almost inaudible scent of Xu Yan.

The friend who made this doll thought it was a gift from Xu Yan to his lover, so he secretly mixed some personal stuff in it - some of Xu Yan's hair was mixed in the doll's fur, which was left with Xu Yan's consent when he cut his hair. After all, pure white and shiny hair is hard to come by.

This coincidence actually made Ling Size feel somewhat comforted. At least he could sleep a little better while hugging the doll.

After that, Xia Liang talked with Ling Size several more times, and finally she gave a qualified evaluation in the psychological assessment and agreed that he could officially return to the team.

Even though Ling Size did not officially marry Xu Yan, he still enjoyed Xu Yan's favor. It could even be said that it seemed as if everyone gave him all their guilt and compensation towards Xu Yan.

He didn't like this, so he beat up all of them.

At the same time, he also wrote a report to his superiors, whom he could not and dared not fight, and explained his ideas in a firm manner.

Everything Xu Yan obtained belonged only to him, and Ling Size would catch up with him through his own efforts instead of inheriting his "legacy".

Xu Yan is irreplaceable by anyone, not even Ling Size himself. He wants everyone to remember Xu Yan's achievements and remember Xu Yan as a person, instead of shifting everything onto him and forgetting about Xu Yan.

"Oh my god, Colonel Ling is so handsome. He looks skinny and weak, but I didn't expect he could defeat so many people by himself..."

"He's a pilot, right? How come he seems to be even better than those monster special forces simulating the enemy..."

"You are new here, right? Let me tell you an even more shocking fact. Colonel Ling was once an omega."

"what?"

The new recruits outside the training ground were petrified by the old soldier's words, while inside the training ground, Ling Size stood alone and proudly, even his hair seemed not to be messy at all.

His icy blue eyes were like unmeltable ice, and had not changed color since Xu Yan's sacrifice. Only the dark red that had settled deep inside was getting deeper and deeper, as deep as a black hole that could swallow up all emotions.

He slowly adjusted his cuffs, revealing a slender but frightening white wrist for a moment, and spoke cruel words in a cold voice, "The second time, I will break your teeth, and the third time, I will cripple you."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away.

"What if I beat you next time!" A figure stood up tremblingly. Even though he was beaten black and blue, one could still vaguely imagine how handsome this young man was when he was intact.

Ling Size did not stop, only cold laughter was heard.

It's not that he is arrogant, but he has a feeling since he became the alpha - as long as he doesn't want to, he will not lose, never.

But why did he come so late? If he had come earlier, would he have been able to fight alongside Xu Yan and save him?

But as I said, there are no ifs in this world.

If this assumption is nothing but people's regrets and useless fantasies.

The gorgeous and dangerous Ice-Blood Night Butterfly has completely lost all its softness, leaving only an extremely cold air. Wherever it flies, only the broken limbs of its enemies are left. However, the blood-stained butterfly wings exude a bloody and broken beauty that is fascinating and makes people want to chase it unconsciously.

But this butterfly had already given its heart and soul to that person. Anyone who tried to get close to it, except that person, would be cruelly torn to pieces by it.

......

"My Lord!" 937 crowed as usual, "Are you serious?!"

"Didn't I say in my suicide note that I would come back to see him?"

"No, you... you already thought of playing like this at that time!?"

'Hmm? What are you talking about?'

"I'm sorry." 937 had learned his lesson and apologized immediately.

Xu Yan slowly lay down on the soft sofa, resting his head on the winter leopard doll he had found in the room, stretched his limbs as if he was at home in paradise, and then fell into a deep sleep.

It's been too exhausting to sneak around under the nose of my godly wife, and I need to have a good rest.

Ling Size finally defeated that terrorist organization a few days ago. It was said that it had been devoured by other organizations and not even a trace of it was left. So he was in a very good mood and took a New Year's holiday.

However, when he finished buying groceries and walked to the door of his house, his eyes suddenly became gloomy, but the murderous intent was suppressed tightly in his body and did not spill out at all.

He opened the door naturally and walked into the house with a calm expression.

He purchased this property secretly for his own selfish reasons. It was a home he built for himself and Xu Yan. Even his family and friends didn't know of its existence.

But now, someone entered his home, a home that only he and his big cat could enter.

The madness that had been suppressed for a long time was poking its head out from the bottom of my heart, with a ferocious expression, wanting to break out of the prison in one fell swoop.

The eyes that were gradually infected by madness suddenly widened when he saw the person sleeping on the sofa. The eyes that had not changed color in ten years turned pink, overflowing with confusion and disbelief.

The butterfly that spread its wings and prepared to attack suddenly froze in an instant, not even daring to move its antennae for fear of waking it from its beautiful dream.

The big cat on the sofa seemed to be disturbed by him, and its eyelashes trembled. At this moment, Ling Size seemed to hear the sound of a breaking heart.

Is this beautiful illusion going to disappear?

Finally, the pair of gray-blue cat eyes, which were a little tired and watery, opened and looked at the little butterfly still standing at the door.

The big cat smiled gently, opened his arms, and said lazily, "Come and sleep with me for a while?"

The little butterfly blinked hard, and after confirming that this was not an illusion, it threw itself into the big cat's warm embrace, retracting all its sharpness and coldness. Its whole body became so soft that it seemed as if it was going to melt in the big cat's arms, wanting to melt directly into his body.

After a long time, the god raised his head from the big cat's arms and looked at him with a doting yet helpless look, "Do you like little butterfly so much?"

Xu Yan looked at him with a half-smile, hooked the end of his ice-blue hair with his fingers, then stroked the corners of his scarlet eyes filled with tears, and with a slight force of his lower limbs, a teardrop rolled down tremblingly.

Xu Yan wiped it gently for him, then kissed his moist and bright red lips, gradually increasing his strength, causing the person in his arms to completely lose his waist and his head to fall on his shoulder.

"I feel like I'm losing out. I have to eat them all."

"okay..."

The god's voice trembled a little, and his expression was clearly overwhelmed, but he still endured it and said, "You...whatever you want...um...you can do it..."