Riding all the way from the hospital to the vicinity of his home, Li Moran, who was familiar with his home, was ready to walk back. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Wow, is that a general? I didn't expect to be able to see a military commander here. ”

Suddenly hearing an exclamation in his ear, Li Moran turned his head to find the source of the sound. Not far from him, a passer-by dressed in a very ordinary appearance had a very excited expression, looked up at the sky, and shouted loudly. The surrounding pedestrians were attracted by this passerby's words and looked up at the sky. Li Moran naturally followed his gaze to the sky.

I saw a man with wings on his back in the sky slashing over the city, and flew dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye. The translucent wings glowed yellow in the sunlight and disappeared. It didn't take long for the man's figure to move quickly between the tall buildings, and soon disappeared from everyone's view, and most of them were still looking at the sky excitedly, digesting everything they saw. And more pedestrians looked at many people looking at the sky, and also looked up like the wind, but saw that the sky was empty, everyone felt deceived, and left in a huff, and some of them began to curse.

At this time, Li Moran's mind was full of the man's elegant figure, and his heart was full of yearning and admiration. "Maybe I'll be able to reach this state in the future." After all, Li Moran is a young man with a lot of fame, and he looks forward to the fact that he may be admired by everyone like this military general in the future, and he is even more impatient with excitement in his heart. But then he remembered his identity as a warrior abandoner, and the little excitement he had just ignited disappeared like a deflated balloon.

After experiencing the scene just now, Li Moran walked home with some complicated feelings, and soon arrived at the building where he lived. It is surrounded by tall buildings with invisible roofs, and the light is blocked by the tall buildings, making it visible at night even though it is daytime.

Today's population has been comparable to the population before the end of the world, but the land belonging to human beings is only a quarter of the pre-end world, which has to improve the land utilization rate, and the spacing between high-rise buildings is very small, so that some floors or the entire building are very poorly lit, and the building where Li Moran's house is located is one of the "best".

The perverted physique of later generations made Li Moran not blush or pant even if he climbed twenty flights of stairs in one go. Coming to the gate of his house, Li Moran hesitated a little, his parents should have received a comprehensive evaluation report of their military training yesterday. Thinking back to my father's encouragement and support for me in the past year, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart. If you are poor, you will cultivate literature, and if you are rich, you will cultivate martial arts, this is a common saying from ancient times, even in today's era of heavy military and light literature. The family has always been very poor, but my father has always been very supportive of himself in martial arts, and after he was judged to be an abandoner of martial arts, he spent a lot of money to buy himself various medicinal liquids.

After hesitating again and again, Li Moran made a decision and rang his doorbell. In less than a second, the door slammed open. Li Moran was taken aback, only to see a haggard woman standing at the door with a happy smile on her face. Li Moran's nose was sour, and he could see that his mother hadn't slept all night. And judging from the speed of opening the door, I'm afraid she stayed at the door all night.

The door gradually opened, the room was brightly lit, and a choking smell of smoke came from the house, Li Moran looked at the living room, his father was sitting on the sofa smoking, the whole room was full of smoke, and the ashtray on the coffee table was stuffed with ash and cigarette butts, while his eyes kept looking at the door. Seeing his son looking over, he quickly turned his head and pretended to watch TV.

The mother's tired face was full of worry, "Ran'er, what's wrong with your clothes?" Hey, forget it, it's good to come back, let's not learn martial artists. Yesterday we received your military training report from your school. As a result, you didn't come home all night, and I thought you couldn't open ......."

"Say what. When your son comes back, what do you say that is unlucky? Father's deep voice came from inside the house.

"Oh, oh, yes, Mommy can't speak, don't mind." Mother Wang Xiuying smiled at Li Moran.

Li Moran was also a little helpless in his heart, and he didn't know how to explain what happened last night. Said he was hit by a meteor and was unharmed. Who will believe it? I was afraid that my parents would be worried that they would be hit by some insanity, so Li Moran had to remain silent.

Father Li Pengcheng's voice sounded in the room, "Xiao Ran, it's okay, who said that only martial artists can get ahead, there are still outstanding people in other fields." Daddy is always proud of you! Although his father's words were listened to, Li Moran still caught a flash of disappointment in his father's eyes, which made him feel very guilty in his heart. That's right, any parent wants their child to be a true dragon and a true phoenix, and this truth has not changed since ancient times.

"Dad, I, I still want to work hard for another year, and I have no regrets if I fail again this time." Li Moran's voice was a little hoarse, and the faint hope made him question himself.

The father looked at Li Moran with some incredulity, and then he was a little relieved, he walked up to Li Moran and patted his son's shoulder. "Okay, then fight for another year, as long as you don't have any regrets, go sleep, your mood will be better, you will be called to eat in a while, and don't go to school today." As he spoke, the choking smell of smoke erupted from Li Pengcheng's mouth, causing Li Moran to frown.

"Dad, you have bad lungs and you smoke so much. Mom, you don't persuade Dad. ”

To be honest, Xu Xiuying was worried about her son all night and forgot that her lungs were not good. "If he listens, he won't have bad lungs."

"Hey, how do you speak, what do you mean I can't listen, obviously ......"

Seeing that the parents were about to "quarrel", Li Moran walked quickly to his room as if he hadn't heard it, and let the two "old naughty boys" make noise.

Closing the door, Li Moran changed out of his tattered clothes, lay on the bed, and began to plan the direction of his efforts in the coming year.

"Xiaoyou, are you worried about the martial artist?" Li Moran was in a fugue when a kind and hearty voice sounded in the room out of thin air.

"Who, who are you, there is nothing to steal from my family, you go." Li Moran said as he lay on the bed and secretly observed his surroundings.

"Hehe, hasn't Xiaoyou always been very strange about his injuries?" The voice rang out out of nowhere.

Hearing this, Li Moran bounced up from the bed and knelt on the bed, looking for the source of the sound.

"Who are you and how do you know that?"

"Don't look for it, I'm in your pocket."