Ling Luo, 17 years old, is a sophomore in high school.

There is no outstanding and beautiful appearance, no arrogant and domineering personality, and no praiseworthy good grades, he is the most ordinary one among thousands of students - ordinary people.

Oh, by the way, she's a little different from everyone else, she has no parents, no relatives, she is a child who grew up in an orphanage.

"I'm tired!" As soon as he got home from school, Ling Luo immediately shouted without an image, and threw down the schoolbag that weighed more than a dozen catties, which made his shoulders under excessive negative pressure suddenly feel a lot easier.

Ling Luo shook his head and moved his neck to relieve the soreness caused by long-term pressure, and habitually walked to the small window to look at the scenery outside, but found that the originally clear sky was suddenly overcast, and the sky instantly darkened.

There was a strange sense of depression in the air, but it was not the gloom before the storm, but it was so strange and terrifying that the hairs on people's bodies stood on end.

Ling Luo was most afraid of the dark in her life, especially when she was alone, in the face of such sudden darkness, she couldn't help but tremble a little with her legs, but she still fought and groped her way to the place where the light switch was, wanting to let the light relieve the fear in her heart.

But at this moment, a dazzling lightning bolt streaked across the dark sky, and the thunder roared as if it was about to burst the earth, knocking on Ling Luo's eardrums, and a strong wave of tiredness hit her, Ling Luo lost consciousness almost instantly, collapsed on her single small bed, and fell into a deep dream......