It's really a hell of a life.

With today's medical technology, no matter how far it goes, there is no way for a person who is still in the emergency room this morning to be discharged from the hospital alive in the evening and walk around. It is impossible for her to leave her without any injuries on her body.

So whether the woman in front of her is a human or a ghost, I'm afraid the answer is beyond doubt.

I stood there with my heart twitching and trying to breathe hard, but my throat became a little hard.

It seems that the truth is far from what I thought it would be. This poor woman, who was badly injured by someone and abandoned on the road, was not rescued by me, although I was taken to the hospital, and even though she was in good condition when I left, she still said she was leaving.

Just like Lao Zhang's departure, death is always coming, strong and unprepared, and unprepared.

Just looking at her standing in front of me really complicated my heart, because she looked like a living person, she was panting and her complexion was not bad. At the same time, I couldn't be sure if anyone else around me could see her, because no one else around looked at her as she ran towards me.

So I looked at her in a daze for a long time, and I never dared to answer her questions.

This made her slightly embarrassed for a moment, then pointed to her face and asked me again with a hint of expectation, "Do you still recognize me?"

I couldn't bear to remain silent, so I tried my best to restrain my messy mind, and I nodded lightly at her.

She immediately laughed at the sight.

is already a very beautiful face, and the smile is even brighter: "I knew that you must recognize me, and it will be familiar when you look at it from afar." But I don't know you, can you tell me who you are?"

"Me?" I smiled bitterly, "Let's be considered to meet in the water......"

"Pingshui meet?" The answer obviously disappointed her, she looked at me with wide eyes, her lips moved slightly, and she snorted, "It turns out that you are not my acquaintance either...... So who the hell am I......"

She doesn't even know who she is?

It seems that he lost his memory when he died.

A ghost who had lost her memory and didn't seem to know she was a ghost, and I was the only one she recognized right now.

It reminded me of the taxi driver who had no idea he was dead.

It's just strange that this woman doesn't even know who she is, why does she remember my face?

Although there are many questions, I don't have the heart to think about them, because I have many problems myself.

So she lowered her head and continued to be silent, trying to come up with an excuse to get rid of this confused ghost, but at this moment she noticed the suitcase in my hand, looked down, and then asked thoughtlessly, "Do you read Ihara Nishizuru's book?"

I was stunned.

Then I noticed a book resting on my suitcase. I don't know who Ihara Nishizuru is, but the large title on it is quite easy to understand.

"Lustful Five".

What the hell...... Where did I get this book, and how did I end up with me......

I didn't have time to think about it, the bright half-naked female body on the paper really made people's ears hot, and immediately rolled up the book and waved it at the woman, I pointed to the train ticket in my hand as if I was in a hurry, and said nervously: "Ah, patronizing and talking, I didn't pay attention to the time is coming, catch the train, go first." ”

After saying that, without waiting for her to respond, I grabbed the head of my suitcase and hurried towards the train station without looking back.