Zhou Anan is an atypical post-90s generation, unassuming and not pursuing individuality, quiet and gentle in front of strangers, and a little shy, and a little girl who is praised by everyone in the circle of relatives and friends.

Just after her seventeenth birthday, Zhou's father, Zhou's mother, and the Zhou family's family protected her tightly, and she could really only be treated as a little girl.

The first impression of her from her college friends is the same, soft and slow, like a little snail sticking out of its shell to find its way, ready to retract when in danger.

Although I got familiar with it later, I learned that this guy wilted in front of people close to him, had a ghost idea, and occasionally took off the line so much that people couldn't cry or laugh, and the quiet and shy little girl who just met was like two people.

It is said that Zhou An'an was completely opposite to the present when he was a child, and he was a lively and cheerful child who was as lively and cheerful as a little tiger before and after.

The change began when she went to kindergarten at the age of two and a half, when Zhou's father's business was just starting, and Zhou's mother's career was also on the rise.

By the time they found out that their daughter had become silent and withdrawn, and she was completely unwilling to speak in front of outsiders, it was already too late.

Zhou An'an, who is more than three years old, has been isolated in kindergarten for a year.

At the behest of the kindergarten teacher, no child spoke to her for such a long time, and all the teachers ignored her, just because she was too lively and affected the classroom discipline, and she repeatedly did not change.

No one knows how a two- or three-year-old child endures such a long period of cold violence, let alone what psychology she refuses to tell her family, and even Zhou Anan herself doesn't remember.

Sometimes thinking about it, she admires herself a lot, it is not easy to hide from the shrewd Mother Zhou for so long.

Since then, Zhou's mother quit her job to concentrate on taking care of her daughter at home, and Zhou's father has taken her to see a psychiatrist three times a week for more than ten years.

Zhou An'an, who went to college, is already a normal-looking girl, she doesn't see any obstacles in socializing with people, she excels in her studies, and even enrolls two years earlier than her peers.

Although she is still quiet and does not like to talk in front of strangers, and although the psychiatrist's diagnosis has been written year after year as "social phobia" - commonly known as social phobia, she has overcome all this.

Even though she was seriously traumatized at an early age, she has always been a smart and tenacious child in her bones, although she has to put in a lot more effort than others every time she improves, she has grown into the current appearance that makes the whole family proud.

Now the alarm light on Zhou An'an's snail's tentacles has sounded into a fire alarm, but she can't retract it.

She crossed. There is no more Father Zhou, Mother Zhou, Grandpa Zhou, Grandma Zhou, Uncle Zhou, and her brothers and sisters in front of her, and from now on, everything can only rely on herself.

Zhou Anan leaned weakly on the head of the bed, looking at everything in front of him with a dull gaze, as if he understood it in his heart, but his brain couldn't turn around.

She now lives in a ward, and the words "Peizhou Coal Mine Hospital" are sprayed on the iron bed opposite, but this ward is completely different from the neat and modern Peizhou Coal Mine Hospital in her impression.

A long, large room with only two small windows, mottled with green paint on the window frames, and bare trees and gray skies outside.

The room was dimly lit, two rows of simple iron beds lined up, thirty or forty beds full of people, nurses in yellowed white coats shouted at patients and their families, and dragged rusty iron drip racks on the concrete floor.

The air was cold and damp, and the entire room was filled with a poorly ventilated stuffiness and a strange smell emanating from the sick.

The man in a black tunic, on the hospital bed next door, flipped through the newspaper in his hand, and the front page of Zhou An'an's headline read: "Comprehensively carry out the study of the editorial article "Looking Forward to the 60s" in the People's Daily."

Another headline alongside it is "Enrich the supply of non-staple food during the Spring Festival, increase the edible oil index by two taels per person!" The red lanterns for the Spring Festival are printed below, bright red and dazzling.

The date in the newspaper is January 20, 1960, the twenty-second day of the twelfth lunar month of the Year of the Pig.

This is where Zhou An'an will live in the future, and the supply of two taels of cooking oil during the festival is on the front page of the newspaper alongside the grand blueprint for looking forward to the new era.

Before waking up in this hospital bed, she was Zhou An'an, a sophomore at Peizhou University in the class of 201X, but now she has become 19-year-old Zhou Xiao'an, a stone selector in the Peizhou coal mine in 1960, and she was still a temporary worker.

"Stubborn again! I'm talking to you! You're squeaking! Sister Zhou Xiaoxian glared at Zhou Xiao'an, who was speechless, with hatred, "An honest pimple that doesn't bleed even a single needle!" People don't bully you, who they bully! ”

Zhou Xiaoxian's figure is completely opposite to the petite Zhou Xiaoan, tall and strong, scolding people with a high-pitched voice and full of confidence, very imposing.

After scolding, he felt sorry for Zhou Xiaoan, "It's only been three months since they got married, and their old Han family is so bad!" It's not enough to be noisy and noisy, but this time you'll be hospitalized! How are you going to live after this? ”

Zhou Xiaoan had a bandage on his head, one hand hanging from his neck with a splint, and he looked at Zhou Xiaoxian with a pale face without saying a word.

As soon as she encounters something that she doesn't know how to deal with, her face automatically loses expression. Psychiatrists say it's a psychological stress response, and it's the brain that is doing self-protection.

Now her self-protection mode is fully open, she has just become Zhou Xiaoan for more than ten hours, experienced a series of huge mood swings and physical trauma, just accepted the fact that she can never go back, as for how to take over another person's life, how to live in the future, I haven't had time to think about it.

Zhou An'an has Zhou Xiao'an's memory, although it is still a little messy, but she is still very clear about her life experience and situation.

In Zhou An'an's opinion, Zhou Xiao'an has been really bad this day. She has been like a little cabbage soaked in bitter water since she was a child, and she has not lived a good life.

After getting married, because the bride price was given to her mother's family, she had to receive five yuan and five catties of food stamps from her mother's family every month, and her mother-in-law had a very big opinion of her. She consciously took the blame and tolerated the harassment and abuse of her mother-in-law and sister-in-law.

After three months of marriage, she could only eat one bran dumpling every day and drink two bowls of rice soup that could see the shadow of a person, so she was so hungry that she was severely malnourished, and she never got up after a fall.

"Where are all the old Han family dead? If it weren't for Dongxing in our courtyard and Ma Da Hammer in your building, he would have come back and told me that none of our family knew that you had hospitalized them!

You're lying in the hospital, and no one in their family comes to take care of them?! These black-hearted people! ”

Zhou Xiaoxian gritted his teeth with hatred for the Han family, and hated his sister even more, so he slapped Zhou Xiaoan on the head, but he didn't care about the bloodstained bandage, and he didn't use too much force.

Zhou Xiao'an slowly moved twice on the bare bed board that was not paved with anything, it was cold and hard, his bones were painful, but his eyes slowly became clearer.

Yesterday, Han Dazhuang and his neighbors sent Zhou Xiaoan to the hospital to go to the night shift, and when she woke up, she crossed over, and under the impulse, she wanted to "die" while it was hot to go back to modern times, and tossed until the end of the "suicide" attempt, her mind was chaotic, and she couldn't take care of anything, and it wasn't until noon today that Zhou Xiaoxian came over and scolded and scolded, and she didn't wake up.

In the future, she will be Zhou Xiaoan, with Zhou Xiaoan's situation, no one can count on her, she can only save herself.

The more scared you are, the more you have to face it bravely, this is the education that Zhou's mother has insisted on for Zhou Anan for more than ten years, which has long been engraved in her bones, and finally played a role in the most critical moment of her life.

The unfamiliar environment, the chaotic crowd, and the unknown life have all made Zhou Anan's nerves tense to the extreme.

There was no expression on her face, and her hands hidden in the sleeves of her wide cotton jacket were drenched in cold sweat, but she could do her best to make her voice smooth and coherent, "Sister, I've been freezing for a night, you can help me get a futon first." ”

At this time, most of the hospitalized people brought their own bedding, and it was really inconvenient to rent them in the hospital, and the rent was a dime a day.

In the hospital affiliated to the coal mine, the medical expenses for the employees of the unit are all exempted, but the hospital does not care about food and bedding.

What problem can Zhou Xiaoxian solve by visiting the sick but not taking care of the patient, just sitting there and scolding?

Zhou Xiaoan could only make requests to her by himself.

Zhou Xiaoxian's resentment towards the Han family was blocked at once, and he looked at Zhou Xiaoan with his mouth one by one, his eyes full of astonishment.

This second sister has been stubborn and stubborn since she was a child, and she will never whisper to her mother and sister as intimately as her little sister Xiaoling, let alone coquettish with her brothers and sisters. She only knows how to work with a boring head, and she can knock people on her head if she asks a quick reply.

After getting married, her temperament has become more eccentric, and she has never been so calm and unceremonious as she is now.

When Zhou Anan said the first sentence, the rest was much easier. She doesn't care what Zhou Xiaoxian thinks, Zhou Xiaoan's bride price and the money and food Zhou Xiaoxian gives to the family every month are also gone.

She took a deep breath without a trace, calmed her heartbeat, and pointed to the steaming lunch in the hand of a patient next to her, "Sister, the doctor said that I was severely malnourished, and I specially approved the strips, and I can go to the canteen to buy a fine meal every day during the hospitalization, without food stamps." You go buy me a bowl of noodles and a poached egg. ”