(Enter the counterattack chapter, please prepare a strong heart to read...)

In 2009, the spring of this year came on the 14th of Valentine's Day, and on the 20th of February, I was lying on the bed in the neurology department of the Municipal Trimrock Hospital looking up at the ceiling, and the scattered points of light in my memory were covering my brain cells, but no matter how these points of light built the bridge between the past and the present in memory, no matter how hard I tried, there was still a big gap-

Since June 17, 2007, for nearly two years, my memory is still blank, and the memory picture is only fixed on the scene when I, Momoi, and Chiba Nori's approach to the shrine in Yuanshan, and then... Not only my memory is blank, but even my life is blank, as if I am a person who has just come into this world. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

No one knows me, no relatives, no friends, I don't even know how I came to the hospital, and no one seems to be able to explain this question clearly, even the nurse in charge of me, Shimizu Yuki..."Xiaoxi, I didn't come to this hospital when you were admitted to the hospital..."That's how she answered me, I remember that my former attending doctor was Dr. Sennan, but there was no such person in this hospital...

- Some things and people seem to have been deliberately and inexplicably deleted.

But... I remember very well what happened during that "special" period, and it is very clear.

I, Liulixi, entered the first year of high school D class of Shaojian Middle School in April 07, and until June 17th, I knew what happened in the middle, and I also knew that every bit in the period was related to one thing - that is, the "lily of the valley puppet".

That class was cursed by the "letter from the lily of the valley puppet", because of some kind of "bad luck", seven people died in the first year of high school in that "accident year", and I even remember their names clearly-

They are: Haruchu, Funa, Kimi, Saraka, Akiya, Sakura, Ryota, in addition, there are family members related to them who are also implicated, such as Wennai's sister Wenhui committed suicide, and there are even more people who commit suicide outside the school, such as the interior painter named Hase.

- And yet.

In the early spring of this year, on February 20th, I began to think about the question - what about the rest of my classmates?

Where did they go?

The words "they" make me think of Momoi, Chiba Nori, Suisei, Kihara, Kanekawa, Guanghui, Miyayama, Yuruto... Where did they all go? And my uncle, Principal Rurihito, Ikezawa-sensei, Nagaishung-ka, and my father... The question that gave me the most headache... On the day of June 17, at the shrine of Yuanshan... What happened next? Why have I been in the hospital for almost two years?

There are a lot of images that are inflated in my head, but in the end, I still can't remember the information that can connect with the "now", I seem to have suddenly been born in another strange world, no one knows me, I don't know anyone, I shut myself in my own barrier, alone and trying to remember what happened in the past, and record what I can remember in a notebook.

I vaguely remember Momoi calling my name, at the last moment-

"Ruriki..."

The voice still lingers in my ears as clearly as the aftermath of the previous second.

My brain began to throb, and I was constricting myself to resist my forced memories, I remember that the day before I entered the school, my uncle came to the house to have dinner with me and my father, and he sent me a velvet blue notebook, which has always been by my side, so far, a photo sandwiched in the title page, I take it out every day, it is a Polaroid photo taken by eight people standing at the door of the Municipal Botanical Garden, there is me in it, I am standing on the far right, everyone is slightly smiling, very harmonious.

But what do I really think of the fact that they are all gone?

Because of my amnesia, I hardly speak, and I don't believe anyone without people I know.

On the afternoon of the next day of February 20th, the nurse in charge of me, Yuki Shimizu, chatted with me, and she saw that I was very bored, so she talked about the incident.

I still remember her younger brother Shimizu Katsu preparing for his first year of high school in a middle school - the name of that middle school was "Shaojian Middle School", and Shimizu Katsu was placed in Class D of the first year of high school.

Of course, I haven't forgotten that it was the "cursed class" I used to stay in, but I didn't say a word about "those things" to Yuki, I thought, I don't know, it would be better, no matter if her brother's freshman D class will be in the "accident year", I don't want to mention "those things", there is no reason, or... Even if there was any "reason to avoid" I forgot and couldn't think about it again.

I put my head on the back of my head and half leaned on the head of the bed, fortunately all the while looking at my side face and talking, I glanced at her from time to time, but mostly at the antennas lined up on the roofs outside the window.

"Xiaoxi, do you remember which middle school you used to be in?"

Lucky asked me, and she picked up the hot coffee in her hand and took a sip.

"I don't remember."

I watched her lie and said, I felt like "my last two years of life are dead."

"Didn't you just say you saw a letter? What kind of letter does it look like? ”

It's none of my business, but I'm a little curious.

"—Oh, it was Katsu who showed me, and he said he was on the nineteenth... That is, I received it the day before yesterday, it was a very strange letter, I told you, the signature on the letter was 'Lily of the Valley' or something, and it was terrible to look at, and ah, do you know what the letter was about? It's incomprehensible, 'three days left'... yes, that's what it says..."Three days to go,' it's creepy..."

Qing Shui Xing paused, suddenly raised his face and asked again.

"Xiaoxi, what do you think 'three days left' mean?"

“... I don't know..."

"It's also... I'm so sorry, you're a patient recovering your memory, and I'm still making you think about these boring questions..."

"—it's okay."

- Does it really matter?

As soon as I was gone, I took out the envelope hidden under my pillow and opened it to see...

"Five days left, lily of the valley golem."

I received it on February 17th, and the envelope appeared under my pillow for no apparent reason, but I thought it was "someone" who came in and put it down while I was out for a walk—

"Five days to go..."

Shimizu's younger brother Katsu received a letter saying "three days left", and it was clear that "some kind of deadline is being shortened", and a strong intuition told me that the letter Katsu received was actually addressed to me, and I don't know why the "person who wrote the letter" wanted to tell me this message through Shimizu Yuki, and the deadline that was being shortened was not the "death deadline" - but the deadline of "something is coming".

- What's coming soon?

Or...

I put the envelope back under my pillow and looked out the window again, the sky was darkening near dusk, and the antenna on the roof looked even more cold and desolate.