Ward, the smell of disinfectant in the nose spread, with a sour and choking nose.


    Lying on the single bed was a pale and comatose girl. The sunlight came in from the window and sprinkled on her face, with a layer of holy halo. Suddenly, the long eyelashes trembled like butterflies, and slowly opened, revealing the deep eyes of the two pools, just like the dark abyss.


    The girl propped herself up with her elbows in a daze and got up with difficulty. Her confused eyes looked around.


    There were three beds arranged in the narrow ward. She was the only one. The other two beds were empty. At this time, it was about lunch break. The sunshine outside the window was very strong, and there was no nurse in the ward, but she was sitting like a ghost, her dark eyes staring at the glass window on the opposite side.


    The quiet ward, the glass window that can reflect people''s shadow, and the 18-9-year-old dead girl reflected in the window.


    The window was so close to her that she could see herself when she woke up.


    Wait, this is not her. Who is this?!


    Her dark pupils constricted heavily, and she couldn''t believe watching the strange girl follow her to make every same movement, raising her hand, turning her wrist, shaking her fingers, stroking her cheek


    Who is this?


    Whose face is this? Whose body is this! Was she in a coma and had cosmetic surgery?


    There is a kind of horror, hold the breath of terror, inch by inch in my heart, she trembled and rolled up her left sleeve, trying to find the memory of that small scar.


    Bright and clean arm is suffused with unhealthy luster, but it is still clean, not to mention scar, even the slightest bit of roughness.


    A thunder roared in my mind!


    She quickly untied her clothes and looked for every mark on her body, a chickenpox pit on the outside of her left thigh, a black mole on the bend of her leg, and even the bruise on her right foot that doesn''t melt all the year round


    No more?


    Unable to accept the shock in her heart, she stared at the people in the window, feeling that her soul was evacuated. At the same time, a strange memory that didn''t belong to her hit her head fragmentary, and the brain nerves were torn apart, which made the girl cry out in pain.


    Forced to bite the quilt, her body convulsed unconsciously because of pain, but she didn''t say a word from beginning to end.


    I don''t know how long after the long suffering, the pain of memory fusion gradually subsided until it completely disappeared. Sweating all over, she curled up on the bed exhausted, accepting these incomplete fragments.


    Yang Peiqing, 17, is a sophomore in senior high school. His parents are ordinary workers and the only child. Excellent academic performance since childhood, no bad habits.


    She is now in the ward of the school doctor''s room. She fainted because of hypoglycemia and was temporarily sent to the school doctor''s room by her classmates to lose a bottle of glucose.


    The long needle on the back of the hand let the girl know that everything in front of her is true, this is not a dream.


    After a long time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged woman in a white coat came in with a gentle voice: "wake up? How are you feeling now? Are you still dizzy? "


    The woman said, looking at the infusion bottle has not many, and so on for a while to pull out the needle.


    Yang Peiqing''s face was expressionless and looked at her movements. She opened her mouth slowly and her throat was a little hoarse: "no, thank you."


    "There''s no class this morning. Have a good rest."


    The middle-aged woman went out and left her in a daze.