Chapter 2798: 2596 Just Like Love (Alliance Leader Yan Yang Cangyue Extra Chapter 1)

10 minutes ago, Zhong Siyang was watching TV in the rental apartment.

After graduating from university, she became one of the Beijing drifters, working alone in Di Du. She had just broken up with her boyfriend recently, so her mood was not great.

She was curled up on the sofa watching the tablet's projection, her mind wandering.

That's how feelings are—no one knows when they'll come or when they'll go. For a girl like her who has to work hard just to survive in Di Du, love really is a luxury.

Houses, cars, children—these all need to be considered. Supporting each other's parents and job instability also determine, from some angle, whether love can continue.

When both sides feel tired, that's when they should let go. She understands the reasoning, but no matter how much she says, she can't stop the little worries welling up in her heart.

The adult world itself is very real; you can't throw yourself into a passionate love like in high school or college, leaving yourself an unforgettable memory.

She glanced at the time—it was already nearly eleven. Sleep; tomorrow would be another busy day. Having the chance to be busy is already good; what's frightening is having no chance, leaving her only able to roll up her bedding and return to her hometown.

Health is most important; Zhong Siyang lazily got up from the sofa, turned off the TV, and began preparing to take medicine and wash up.

To correct her sub‑health condition, she had to take something every day. She also knew that those vitamins and such might just be a psychological placebo, with little actual effect.

But she had already gotten used to it; there was nothing she could do.

She herself was still okay, but the uncle next door, over forty, was still renting and struggling in Di Du. However, that uncle was truly refined, not at all greasy. Thinking of the neighbor Gao Shaojie, she smiled.

Still, the uncle was more steady, far better than a young kid. But he too was pretty miserable—at his age he still had to leave his hometown, and it didn't look like he could make something of himself.

He looked refined and gentle‑spoken, the very model of a standard uncle.

Everyone loves beauty; when a girl gets a crush, it really has nothing to do with men.

However, Zhong Siyang didn't think of anything else; she simply found Gao Shaojie genteel and good‑looking. Usually when they met it was just a greeting—she couldn't imagine that old man making a pass.

She picked up a vitamin C effervescent tablet, Zhong Siyang noticed there was no warm water prepared beforehand, she thought for a moment and stared at the tablet.

It was said that putting the tablet directly in the mouth was like eating popping candy as a kid, which should be fun, she thought.

As for any danger, Zhong Siyang didn't consider it at all—it's just popping candy; what harm could there be?

Give it a try?

Then let's try it.

She felt she should find some new fun for her life, to play when she was in a bad mood. Zhong Siyang thought about it and didn't hesitate, so she placed the vitamin C effervescent tablet in her mouth.

It was sour and sweet, just like the taste of love.

She thought the tablet would need a few seconds in her mouth before reacting, but she didn't expect that as soon as she felt a hint of sour‑sweet, a hissing sound came from her mouth.

It was really fun, far more entertaining than the popping candy of her childhood; Zhong Siyang's lips twitched slightly, then she pressed them tightly together.

That familiar hissing sound echoed through her oral and cranial cavities, vibrating her eardrums from inside out, as if her whole body were melting; Zhong Siyang experienced the novelty of the world, feeling as if she had opened a new door.

Accompanying the hissing was a continuous stream of white foam that quickly filled every corner of her mouth, right up to her throat.

Was she really secreting that much saliva? Zhong Siyang found it a little strange. Perhaps the vitamin C effervescent tablet was stimulating it, she explained the phenomenon with her everyday knowledge.

But after only about two seconds, the secretions in her mouth together with the dissolved medication from the tablet were about to overflow.

Zhong Siyang noticed her cheeks had unknowingly puffed out; looking in the mirror she resembled a child—it was truly a fun experience.

Should she spit it out? No way! This cost money, earned through her own hard work! Without a second thought, Zhong Siyang was about to swallow the tablet in her mouth.

But she was wrong again.

She didn't know where all that gas came from, swirling back and forth in her mouth and nasal cavity, pressure building with no escape; as Zhong Siyang swallowed, the hissing reached her throat.

The tablet didn't dissolve that quickly; even in a full cup of warm water it would take at least ten seconds to stop fizzing.

At the very moment Zhong Siyang was about to swallow, her throat was irritated and she was about to cough.

Her mouth was full of white foam…… If she coughed it out, how dirty would that be? That was the only thought in Zhong Siyang's mind.

She exerted force suddenly, trying to forcibly swallow the secretions and the tablet.

But contrary to her wishes, the tablet lodged in her throat, unable to go up or down. The continuous hissing irritated her epiglottis; she reflexively took a deep breath, only to inhale even more gas released by the tablet.

At this point Zhong Siyang could no longer think about conserving anything; she strained to open her mouth, and white foam flowed from the corners of her mouth...

The hissing sound was like a summons of death; Zhong Siyang panicked instantly.

With no oxygen, her hands and feet began to tremble uncontrollably, her whole body's strength seemed to be drained, her vision darkened and she was about to faint.

In her final moments, Zhong Siyang remembered one thing—the uncle next door seemed to be a doctor.

She flung the door open as fast as she could; at that moment her limbs twitched, countless gold spots flashed before her eyes, and then everything went dark.

She pounded on Gao Shaojie's door with all her strength, but inside it was silent, no sound.

Zhong Siyang had no other recourse; she summoned all her strength to try to take the elevator downstairs.

She hadn't realized that the more vigorously she moved, the more oxygen she would consume, bringing death ever closer.

It was just a single effervescent tablet; she never imagined it could plunge her into a life‑or‑death situation.

Zhong Siyang had no strength left; she slumped limp on the floor and struggled to crawl toward the elevator.

Even if she lacked the strength to press the elevator button, as long as she got inside, passersby would surely take her to the hospital!

Even if she were to die, she couldn't die at home—no one would notice until her corpse rotted… Thinking of herself rotting, no longer young or beautiful, Zhong Siyang felt as if she'd been shot with adrenaline, a tiny surge of strength returned, and she struggled toward the elevator.

She didn't even hear the ding; Zhong Siyang strained to lift her hand upward, trying to press the elevator button.

By now the hissing had almost faded, but her mouth and nose, and even she felt her whole body full of that foam, cutting off her contact with oxygen. Ordinary movements had become as hard as climbing to heaven; she strained her hand upward, yet could not reach the elevator button.

She struggled to breathe, but countless bubbles filled her mouth and nose; apart from the hissing sound, Zhong Siyang got not a whiff of fresh oxygen.

Death had already closed in over her head.