"Hmm-"

With a faint moan, Lin Li's consciousness fell deeper than the darkness.

Seeing this, Lin Li thought that she would get eternal peace.

However, who knew that the pain in her wrist would wake her up.

It's been three years, and I thought I was immune to this level of pain.

Lin Li opened her eyes with a hint of cowardly ridicule for herself, but she was stunned.

The room in front of her was definitely not the familiar ward she had lived in for a few years, and she hadn't breathed air without the smell of disinfectant for a long time since her condition worsened.

In the current room, there was a strong smell of alcohol, an unpleasant smell of vomit, and a smell of blood, but there was no smell of disinfectant that she was most familiar with.

Seeing this, Lin Li was lying on the bed in great confusion, and at this time, a faint pain in her wrist attracted her attention.

Immediately, she raised her left hand to her eyes, and a drop of blood dripped onto her face......

Seeing the blood, Lin Li's eyes widened.

Damn, she had her wrists cut!

Who is it?!

She was so sick that she was dying, who had to do this to send her back to heaven as soon as possible?

However, this wound and this amount of bleeding will take a few minutes to heal on ordinary people.

It's hard to imagine that Lin Li was still very calm at this time, looking at the wound on her wrist as if she was looking at someone else's, she staggered and sat up.

It's okay not to sit down, but as soon as she sits up, Lin Li would rather she hadn't woken up just now.

Dizziness, stomach upside down, pantothenic water in the mouth, uncomfortable.

In the next second, she bent over and vomited twice, tears squeezing out.

What kind of torture is this.

Who the hell did this to her, a weak patient?

Under the influence of alcohol, Lin Li's brain never turned, she didn't find anything wrong, thinking that she might be having an extremely strange dream.

She manipulated this body, which was not under her control, swayed to the bathroom, poured a handful of cold water on her face, raised her head, and finally woke up in the next second.

Screaming pierced the sky.

Lin Li took two steps back with a frightened face, and saw the woman in the mirror, and also looked at her with a frightened face.

At the same time, Lin Li felt that there were two villains in her head communicating.

The bold said to the timid: Lin Li, what are you afraid of, what scene have you not seen?

The timid shuddered: I haven't seen a ghost.

At this point, the remaining alcohol was gone.

Lin Li raised her hand and lifted her hair, and saw that the ghost in the mirror also lifted her hair, revealing a miserable face inside.

The makeup that was spent was even more terrifying than the female ghost in the theater under the lighting.

Lin Li tied her hair in a high ponytail with a hair rope, removed the makeup on her face with makeup remover, and finally washed it with facial cleanser, revealing the true face of the female ghost.

In the mirror, there is a girl who looks eighteen or nineteen years old, with a goose egg face, round apricot eyes with a little doubt, and the girl's unique youthful breath is coming, but her body is pitifully thin, and she looks the same as Lin Li's body who has been lying on the hospital bed for a long time, sickly pale.

It's not yourself.

Thinking of this, Lin Li's fingertips were a little numb, and anyone who saw a person who didn't belong to him in the mirror would be afraid.

Immediately afterward, she looked down at her hands, both front and back.

Although pale and thin, it is still different from his own lifeless paleness, and there are no bruises and purple needles on the blood vessels.

Lin Li can conclude that this is definitely not his body.

Just when Lin Li lowered her head, the woman in the mirror slowly raised her head, her pupils were black, and she stared at Lin Li's body outside with an expressionless face.

At this moment, Lin Li raised his head, and the person in the mirror disappeared like a drop of water that suddenly disappeared in the flames, and an invisible fog came towards him.

Lin Li felt that there were a lot of memories in her mind that didn't belong to her, and they were complicated and messy.

Colorful pictures flickered in front of her eyes, bursts of laughter and scolding sounded in her ears, she seemed to have been thrown into the downtown area, and as if she had been thrown into the drum washing machine.

For a while, the woman clutched the wine bottle and cried: "Why haven't you come back yet, do you know how much I love you?"

For a while, it was the face of a man who couldn't see his face clearly, his body full of strength, the indescribable sense of impact and the taste of bone-eating ecstasy.

After a while, it was a swaddling toddler, as if there was no end to crying.

It would be a compliment from a bunch of people holding flowers, and it would be a reckoning with the faces of ghosts in a circle.

In such a treacherous situation, Lin Li felt as if her soul was being torn apart, one would be a man, one would be a woman, one would be a young child, and one would be an old man. But she always remembers that I am Lin Li.

Lin Li.

In an instant, the dust settled.

Lin Li gasped violently, followed by a violent cough, and she even laughed out loud under such a cough.

Immediately after, she looked in the mirror with a subtle smile on her face, no ecstasy or shock, and accepted it as such.

Accept the fact that you are alive again.

lived in a book called "Shoulder to Shoulder" and lived as the ex-wife in the book who died early without much appearance.

After figuring out his situation, Lin Li hooked the corners of her mouth.

"Don't worry, I'll live well for you. ”

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