I, from 1000 years ago

Chapter 161

The sky was cloudy and hazy, snowflakes were falling one after another, and the room was as cold as if there were no shelter from the four walls.But I didn't feel very painful. I climbed up the table by the window that was shaking due to instability, and watched the snowflakes gradually melt as they fell on the glass through the glass. Occasionally, there would be a few children's voices from the alley. playfulness.

Even in the slums, there are occasional moments of forgetting troubles...

But I never had such a time.I was born in a single-parent family. From the day I was born, I had only my mother and no father.

I once tried to figure out who my father was, but when I asked this question, my always gentle mother seemed to be a different person that day. She violently picked me up from the ground when I was still young, Beat me all over.If the neighbor hadn't arrived in time, maybe I would have been beaten to death while she was in a daze.After this incident, I never dared to ask her anything about my father again.

It's just that as I grow older, this question has gradually become something that haunts my mind and makes me want to figure it out all the time.I didn't dare to seek clues from my mother, so I could only occasionally go to my neighbor's Aunt Manson to find out.Aunt Manson is a fat housewife, and her husband is doing the lowest job in the military port of Capital Star to support their four children.Sometimes she will be stunned by me, and then she will reveal some things about my mother.After piecing together the bits and pieces of information obtained from her, it is possible to deduce a story about the failure of the sparrow to turn into a phoenix.The innocent tailor's daughter was seduced by the clever words of a young and handsome nobleman, and after a night of sex, she found out that she was pregnant.The innocent girl believed her handsome lover's promise, insisted on having a child, and was driven out of the house.

The girl is penniless and has no place to stay.In desperation, she had no choice but to look for the man, but at this time she realized that she didn't even ask for the man's last name.All she knew was a name.

I don't know how Mom got through the first hard times, because we lived on the block before Auntie Manson moved here.

When my mother left for work, I also tried to find some evidence. When I was nine years old, I found a small stereoscopic video box in the cabinet in my mother's room.I opened the box with great excitement. Maybe it has been too long, and the energy of the box is almost exhausted.After I opened the box, the variegated light flickered intermittently, and I immediately picked it up, not even daring to breathe, although I knew that the breath would not disturb the convergence of these lights into a complete image.After flickering for a few seconds, the light finally stabilized and finally formed a complete [-]D image.It was a young man in uniform, I didn't recognize his rank at the time and of course that wasn't my concern.The man formed by the flickering light had a smile on the corner of his mouth, because it was the first-person perspective shooting, so I had the feeling that he was looking at me and smiling.I looked at his silver hair and water-colored eyes, and then turned to look at the mirror not far away.It looks the same... This person must be my father, but with only images, it is impossible to determine his identity.I checked the video box carefully, and finally found a name on the bottom of the box——Reynard.Only first name and no last name.

In fact, it was just learning a name and seeing a blurry image, but it seemed to me that I had completed the biggest task in my life.The greatest burden has been lifted from the shoulders.For a long time, I felt so relieved that I almost forgot about it.Because at that time, I had another trouble.Because I looked a bit like a girl, I was often bullied by boys since I started school.My mother once said that when I grow up, no one will bully me anymore.But I was very suspicious of her words. When I was 14 years old, I entered the infant military academy set up by the empire for civilians.In the Galactic Empire, if a civilian wants to get ahead, there is no other way but to join the military.In this country, money changes your life, but it cannot change your lowliness.So, although I really want to go to a technical school like the eldest son of the Manson family, and then become an ordinary pilot, and then live an ordinary and stable life.Life is worry-free, life is worry-free.But for my mother's expectation, I still entered the juvenile military academy.And here, I spent the darkest period of my life, and I didn't struggle out of this darkness until the end of my life.

The Gulambe Junior Military Academy is a school for poor commoners and declining low-level nobles. Children of commoners and low-level nobles can come here to study between the ages of 13 and 17. Students with the best grades will be recommended to Germany when they graduate. Lakhand Starship Academy or Azuturan Military Academy.Of course, the number of recommendations is very small compared to the total number of students. Most of the students will eventually take an exam to determine whether to enter the army directly or become a reserve adjutant for some officers.

During my first year at Junior Military Academy, I was bullied all the time, by my classmates in my dorm and by my seniors.I tried desperately to get stronger, to fight the bad guys, but it was no use, even when I was 15 years old and could beat the strongest boy in my class.I am alone and cannot face a group of them.At one point, they dragged me into the equipment room, strapped me into the gimbal, and after turning the button on the gimbal and watching me start turning, they left.In the balance circle, I looked at the window of the equipment room and watched the Aschet star gradually sinking from the center of the sky to the horizon. The light in front of me gradually disappeared, and the scene became blurred.Spinned in a balance circle for five hours... If it was an untrained person, it would probably be dead.Even though I have undergone rigorous training, I have begun to feel the shortness of breath in my eyes, the stage of dizziness and nausea has long passed, and the lower part of the balance circle is covered with the dirt I vomited out.In the final stage, I don’t actually feel how sad it is, because the nerves seem to have begun to enter a protective state, making people numb to pain.I don't know if they really wanted to kill me or if they just forgot about it.Before I lost consciousness, someone opened the door of the equipment room. I vaguely heard what the person said, but at that time I was unable to think.

It was Orlando, the school's instructor, who rescued me from the balance circle in the equipment room. He was in charge of our physical training.He did not send me to the infirmary for treatment, but simply used the auxiliary treatment equipment next to the equipment to treat me.Perhaps the daily exercise played a role. Although I was still confused, I finally survived.But when I really regained consciousness, I found myself lying naked on a cushion deep in the equipment room, and Orlando was sitting beside me, stroking my body and muttering to himself.

The physical contact made the nausea that had disappeared surge up again, but my body was powerless to resist.

In the empire's army, the number of women is quite small. Women can only appear in the ranks of officers, and most of them are medical and civilian officers.Therefore, there are quite a few people who have this hobby among the soldiers at the bottom of the army.Moreover, there are also such rumors among high-level military officers, and there are even rumors that some high-level military officers will deliberately look for handsome boys in childhood schools when choosing reserve adjutants.

I never imagined that one day I would be treated like this.I would rather be beaten to death by those people than be treated like this.So, that night, I escaped from the school, climbed over the high school wall, and wanted to escape home.But on the way, he was discovered by the picket team of the school.In an alley not far from my home, they pinned me to the ground and beat me.Then throw me on autopilot to send me back to school.

At that time, I felt like I was going to die.Because when my consciousness started to slacken again, I saw a vague figure appearing in front of me.Saying he is blurry is not because there is a problem with my eyes, but because he is indeed a "blurry" person.I could even see through his body what was behind him.

"Am I already dead?" He was in a trance, and seeing such a "person" again, it is human nature to have such doubts.Strangely, at that time, I didn't feel fear, but a sense of relief, so I was able to observe him very calmly.At this time, he has begun to become more tangible, and is no longer as transparent as it was at the beginning. At least I can't see the things behind him very clearly.This person has long, wavy golden hair, which is very dazzling. His three-dimensional and fair face is as perfect as a sculpture made by an artist in the earth age. He is tall and strong, and his vigorous momentum is completely different from mine.What a handsome man, I stared blankly at him, thinking in my heart that if it was this person, he would definitely not suffer the kind of treatment I received.

"Huh? Did the simulation fail?" Maybe he felt that my gaze was a bit strange, the man squatted down and muttered to himself, and then asked me, "Is my appearance strange? This is according to the aesthetics of humans and my race. It's a complete analogy of what you see." While speaking, he reached out and touched his face.

I noticed the vocabulary he used, "human beings", "my race"... Could it be that this guy who squatted in front of me, except for the initial vague state, was a human being no matter how he looked, turned out to be an alien race! ?I'm starting to feel a little scared. "Who are you?" Although I was afraid, I still asked with difficulty.

"Well, when I lingered in this area, I felt the strong fluctuation of your second body, and even felt the consciousness of 'it' wanting to leave. So I appeared." Speaking of this, he showed a smile on his face. A very stiff smile, obviously for this kind of expression, he is a beginner. "Since you don't want to live anymore, would you like to lend me your body?"

(End of this chapter)