Yan City, First Hospital, 13th Floor, Burn Department, Inpatient Department.

Ling Ran was half-lying on the hospital bed, wrapped in an elastic suit, but the place under the quilt that should have been her legs did not rise and fall, and her eyes were firmly fixed on the TV set across the bed.

The film festival was being broadcast live on TV, watching the host shouting out the name of the actress winner with a little exaggeratedness, and looking at the person who was dressed in a gorgeous dress and looked six or seven points similar to himself before he was injured, walked up to the stage under the focus of the lights, took the actress trophy, and said her acceptance speech.

"Sure enough, it was her. A hoarse voice sounded in the room, and what was playing behind it, Ling Ran didn't care at all.

She was waiting, because the man had told her before he left that he would come back to her as soon as she won the prize.

After half an hour, the door to the ward opened from the outside, and a woman dressed in black walked in.

"Rong Rong, congratulations. Ling Ran spoke, his hoarse voice filled with sincerity.

The woman didn't speak, but took out a letter from the pocket of her coat and handed it to Ling Ran.

"What is this?" Ling Ran asked suspiciously, taking the blank letter in the envelope.

"It's a suicide note. ”

Ling Ran didn't react yet, but subconsciously repeated: "Suicide note?"

"Yes, your suicide note. The woman took off her baseball cap and mask, and it was the person who had just won the actress trophy on TV - Yi Rong.

"My suicide note?" Ling Ran looked at Yi Rong and repeated again, with an imperceptible smile in his tone.

After waiting for so long, this person is planning to do it? Unexpectedly, the person who usually looks gentle and gentle, innocent and innocent, will directly put her to death.

Yi Rong looked proud that the overall situation was under control, and slowly walked to the window and opened the window.

The cool autumn wind blew in, Ling Ran shivered, and Yi Rong's face was dyed with a touch of madness.

"Twenty-four years ago, the Ling family did public welfare and subsidized poor students, and you came to the field for a field visit. You saw that I looked a little similar to you, and took pity on me for being an orphan, so you took me from the ravine to Yan City. Yi Rong turned around and looked at Ling Ran, who was half-lying on the hospital bed, "I was really grateful to you at that time. ”

"But why do I look the same as you, but you can be pampered by thousands of people? Your grandfather loves you, your parents love you, your uncles and your brothers spoil you everywhere and cling to you! What other so-called fans hold you high!"

"And I? I've been a human being since I was born! I have to rely on charity for food! Why! We look the same! Why is God so unfair!"

"But it doesn't matter, your fiancé is my man, your fans are my fans, and right now, your parents and your brother will only be mine!"

Ling Ran looked at Yi Rong's distorted face, her lips and hands trembled slightly, but her heart was extremely calm.

Since the explosion five years ago, she has been lying in a hospital bed until now. Several times I wanted to die, but someone stopped me in time.

In order to divert the pain, she went back to thinking about her life. But this time she thought about it, she found that something was wrong with Yi Rong.

Yi Rong was reluctant to study after completing nine years of compulsory education, and worked outside by herself.

But one day, Yi Rong suddenly ran in front of her, in a mess, crying to herself about the grievances she had received outside. I pitied her at that time, so I let her come to my side as an assistant.