I Can Hear the Whisper of Power Plant Equipment

My name is Lin Xiao, I am twenty-five years old and a new operator of a power plant. In the eyes of others, this is a world of steel and steam: roar, curves, procedures, and numbers. But in my ears, there was another sound. When the gas turbine rotates stably and the steam turbine roars as usual, I can hear tiny "cracks" coming from deep inside the wall, like needle scratches on the glass. When the waste heat boiler's trap breathes softly, I can hear its "whisper", as if it is reminding me of the coming abnormality. But no one ever heard these sounds. They believe in curves, data, and procedures; but I can only write my voice into my notebook over and over again. I know - what I heard was not an hallucination, but a whisper before the accident. This is a coming-of-age story about a young operator: he struggles between procedures and intuition, moving forward amid doubt and responsibility. The roaring crew is the heart of steel, and the "whisper" is the precursor to the heart breaking. When the accident is really approaching, can I rely on this "hearing" to protect the entire power plant? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.