After Zhou Yan opened his eyes, he saw that the tiles under his feet were retreating at a uniform speed one after another.

He shook his groggy mind, and the last image in his memory was a truck whizzing towards him, followed by the sound of broken bones mixed with the sound of the car.

If you ask a question on [Zhihu]: "What is the experience of having your head crushed". Then you shouldn't be able to get many reliable answers.

Wait a minute!

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, his head was crushed, so what is going on with him now?

He looked up with difficulty, and then found that he was being carried forward by two strong men.

Its practical 'dragging' is more vivid, because at this moment, I am like an unconscious drunk, rubbing my feet against the ground, face down, and my body in a 45-degree inclined posture, being dragged forward.

"Uh...... Where is this? ”

Zhou Yan endured the sharp pain in his head and asked.

No one answered, the strong man on the left glanced at himself with his peripheral vision, and there was no emotion in his eyes, he was wearing a blue-black outfit that looked like some kind of uniform.

The 'eye opening' action that lasted for about 1 minute almost consumed all of Zhou Yan's strength, he closed his eyes uncontrollably, and in the dark, he was dragged for almost another 5 minutes.

In the end, Zhou Yan felt that he was put into a room, pressed to a chair again, and his hands and feet were tied.

During this time, he overheard the conversation of the person next to him.

"Are you sedated?"

"I just played fifteen minutes ago."

Then he probably had to be confused for a while. Go out first. ”

"We're right outside the door, and we can be called for something."

"Okay."

After that, it was the sound of the door being shut, and there was silence around, probably because of the sedative, Zhou Yan felt that he was getting more and more dizzy.

Just between being half-asleep and half-awake, Zhou Yan pondered.

Myself...... Is it a rebirth?

......

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, his eyelids were forcefully peeled open, and a beam of light shot into his pupils.

The stimulation of the bright light made Zhou Yan sober up a little from his daze.

He tried to raise his head, reflexively looking around.

This is an office, it should be for doctors, because there are some anatomical drawings of the human body hanging on the wall, and on the table in front of it, there is also a brain slice model, there is a window on the wall, but there is an iron bar welded outside the window, and now it should be dusk, and the weak sunlight shines in through the gap in the railing, shining on the brain slice model, which looks a little weird.

A man in a white lab coat was walking back across the table, a man, in his mid-30s, with rimless glasses, who looked quite gentle. He sat down in his chair a little tired and tucked the medical flashlight in his pocket.

"Awake?" The doctor asked.

"Hmm." Zhou Yan replied with difficulty, his throat was very dry.

"So Mr. [Fat Melon], how are you feeling these days? Do you have a headache, stomach ache, or something uncomfortable? The doctor opened a book of medical records and asked as usual.

Zhou Yan looked at his hands and feet tied to the chair: "I'm a little dizzy now." ”

"That's the effect of the sedative, don't worry about it." The doctor wrote something on the medical record and didn't lift his eyes.

"Nothing else, it's uncomfortable." Zhou Yan replied again.

"Well, that's good." The doctor continued to nod nonchalantly.

"So...... The [fat melon] in your mouth is calling me? Zhou Yan asked weakly.

"Ah???!h The doctor was stunned.

......

......

Just now, the doctor called Zhou Yan ...... [Mr. Fat Melon].

Obviously, [Fat Melon] is definitely not a name. So, is it a code name?

In fact, it's more than 'Who am I?' Where am I? Am I born again? These questions, the name [Fat Melon], really don't matter.

But now Zhou Yan has too many doubts in his mind, so much so that he doesn't know which one to ask first, so he simply picks the nearest one first.

However, what Zhou Yan didn't expect was that the doctor was a little stunned when he heard his question.

"What did you say?" The doctor jerked his head up, the tiredness on his face changing for a moment of surprise.

"Uh...... I'm asking, what does Fat Melon mean, is that my name? Zhou Yan repeated his question.

The doctor's brows furrowed, he lowered his head, quickly flipped through the case in his hand, and then looked at Zhou Yan very seriously.

"You mean, you don't know what [Fat Melon] is?"

Zhou Yan shook his head: "I shouldn't know." Maybe I knew it before, but I forgot it now, but you can tell me. ”

"emmm......" the doctor muttered for a moment, then said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry I can't help you, because I don't know either." ”

“？？？” This time it was Zhou Yan's turn to be surprised.

The doctor didn't continue to speak, as if organizing the language, and then he spread out the medical record book, turned it upside down, and pushed it to a position where Zhou Yan could see it.

In that case, Zhou Yan saw a photo as soon as he opened his eyes, which looked exactly the same as himself in his previous life, probably because the food in this hospital was not good, so he was a little thin.

"That's right, your original name is Zhou Yan, and you are 27 years old this year." The doctor pointed to the top of the case, and in the name column, it was indeed written [Zhou Yan], which was the same as his own name in his previous life, and his age was also 27 years old.

"About 4 months ago, you suddenly had a mental outbreak, and the specific symptom is that you started calling yourself [fat melon]."

"Fat melon?"

"Yes, that's what you call yourself, although this is not a name, but your attitude is very resolute, repeatedly emphasizing that you are [fat melon], and even if we don't call you that, you don't care about us. So the hospital has no choice but to obey your wishes. ”

"Uh...... Did I say why I gave myself such a name? ”

"Yes, yes, but it's very confusing, sometimes, you say you're a writer, sometimes, you say you're a doctor, but more often, you're getting into trouble everywhere, always trying to escape, and always saying that you don't belong to this world, and in desperation, the hospital can only give you sedatives every day to calm you down."

While saying these words, the doctor had been paying attention to Zhou Yan's reaction, and had secretly put his hand into the pocket of his white coat, where there was a voice recorder......

Of course Zhou Yan didn't see these small movements, he was still immersed in his strange illness? "And then? Do I have any other symptoms? He asked.

The doctor thought for a while: "Also, it's you who shout that you want Tingting every once in a while." ”

"Who is Tingting?" Zhou Yan asked.

"Your wife."

"I still have a wife?"

"That's what you said, but we checked your household registration and found that you don't have a wife at all, and your past experience can only be traced back to the orphanage...... In other words, not only do you not have a daughter-in-law, but you don't even have a ...... parents."