It seems like...a white world, and a smell that makes me feel sick to my stomach...I have a severe headache, and I still can't remember it.

"What's going on, tell me" I kept holding on to Han Yin, so I just broke the casserole and asked the truth.

Han Yin suddenly opened my hand, walked to the dressing table, opened the drawer, took out something, and handed it to me.

"What is it?" I looked at Han Yin doubtfully, and then opened the newspaper in my hand.

‘The young girl rushed through a red light and met with misfortune, and died despite being unable to be rescued’

The dark and chilling title in front of me immediately aroused my familiarity, and then my eyes moved to a clear attached picture.

I don’t know why, when I saw the girl lying in a pool of blood in the picture, the shadow of a stranger suddenly flashed in my mind, and there were three words that hurt my heart.

Who is that vague shadow, and what is the lingering voice saying that has not dissipated for a long time? My brain feels cramped, and it seems like nothing has ever existed.

Looking at the girl who fell in front of the truck with her blue eyes still open, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart.

"This, this, this, this..." I grabbed the newspaper with trembling hands, my voice seemed to be stuck in my throat, and I looked at Han Yin for explanation.

Oh my God! If I die, then... how could it happen? Did the whole world die with me?

"That day, I took you to the hospital for a physical examination, and then you struggled to escape, and then..." Han Yin seemed to be recalling something, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"During the reporter's interview, you were just in shock. Later, I asked the hospital to seal off the truth." Han Yin wiped her tears with emotion, as if that was really the case.

"Wait, why can't I understand? Please tell me more details." The more I listen, the more confused I become! This is a newspaper from more than half a month ago, so...that means I slept for more than half a month and wandered around the gates of hell for half a month.

More than a month?

What the hell, the more I think about it, the more confused I become

"After the temporary shock, you seem to be reluctant to let go of your mother. When you are rescued, the doctor said that you may have selective amnesia, that is, you will forget some things that you don't want to be remembered in your consciousness." Han Yin explained to me patiently, but

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"Mom?" Although it was so casual, I still captured these two words that I had been longing for for ten years. I tightened my hands even more excitedly, fearing that I would hear wrongly.
Chapter completed!