Introduction:

In the inky sky, there was a thin patch of the moth crescent, the yellowish light shining with bright sorrow, and at its feet there was a star looking up at it, trying to give a faint light, flickering like a low whimper, it looked at the moon longingly, and dragged its weak steps closer to it; The moon glanced at it, that look was loneliness, that look was flight, they walked towards each other, and walked, and in an instant, the wind came up from the river and spread out to the sky, and a dark cloud enveloped them like a great black cloth, until the sky was dark and dead······

01

The sky grew brighter.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, in an ordinary ward in a city center, the slightly cool air mixed with the smell of potion drifted slightly into Song Enyue's respiratory tract, Song Enyue was choked and slowly opened her eyes, the light suddenly poured in, a little dazzling, and a little dizzy, uh, where am I?

She looked at her surroundings, and the first thing she saw was the beige curtain that slightly covered the window next to her, and then she noticed a woman sleeping next to her. Immediately she noticed the infusion bottle hanging next to her bedside and connected to the back of her hand, Song Enyue's face was full of confusion, how could I be in the hospital?

When Song Eunyue struggled to prop up, she woke up the woman who was sleeping next to the bed. The woman looked to be less than 50 years old, wearing a red short-sleeved shirt that had been washed white, she was not tall and thin, her hair was tied up in the back, as if she had not been taken care of for several days, there were a few gray hairs on her temples that looked particularly bright in the sun, her sleepy eyes were obviously swollen from crying, and there was a mole under her right eye

"Dead girl, you still know how to wake up, you've been in a coma for three days, and you're scared to death"

Being hugged by her like this, the little head hurts even more, who is this person? It's too rude to move your hands and feet as soon as she comes up, Song Enyue pushed her away, and asked with a confused face, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm, I'm your mother!" The woman wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and Song Enyue had a row of question marks on the door of her head, "What the hell?" ”

"Your big-headed ghost, you're bold, you're going to commit suicide by jumping into the river when you say two sentences, you let me say what is good about you?"

The woman couldn't help but reprimand her, and the question mark on Song Enyue's head was magnified several times in an instant, Mom? Suicide? What is this? The woman ignored her doubts, turned around and went to fetch the doctor, and after a moment came in with the doctor, and said anxiously, "Doctor, how is your daughter?" ”

The doctor took her temperature, took her heartbeat, and took a picture of her eyes, asking, "Do you feel anything uncomfortable?" ”

"I'm a little dizzy······"

"Is there anything else that is uncomfortable?" Song Enyue shook her head gently after feeling her body carefully, and the doctor said, "Just go back and pay attention to rest."

"Is it really okay? She said dizziness, there won't be any sequelae, right? The woman asked, and the doctor took the pen and recorded it in the notebook and said, "Don't worry too much, her dizziness is only temporary, just go back and rest and rest, if you are not at ease, you can stay in the hospital for two more days to observe and observe."

"Doctor, since you said so, let's go back and recuperate" The woman's face was a little embarrassed, and after thinking for a moment, the doctor instructed Song Enyue, "If you have anything to discuss with your family after you go back, don't commit suicide at a young age."

Song Enyue looked confused, her high IQ of 160 seemed to be broken at the moment, she tried to remember what happened before, but the more she thought about it, her head buzzed, and the pain was terrible, at this time a nurse stood at the door and asked, "Who is Zheng Yuxing's family?" ”

"I am!" The woman replied

"Go through the formalities and you can be discharged"

"Okay! Come right away, you can stay here" The woman turned her head and admonished, and Song Enyue nodded obediently

But then, a huge question mark drifted into my mind, and wait! Zheng Yuxing!! Who is Zheng Yuxing? Who is Zheng Yuxing?

Song Enyue had a terrible idea in her mind, and when she saw an unfamiliar word written on the hanging bottle attached to her hand, she was completely panicked: "Zheng Yuxing, 17 years old—"

Then she saw half an unfamiliar face looming on the glass window next to her, she "brushed" the curtain that blocked half of her face, looked at it in disbelief, touched it, and instantly dilated her pupils to the maximum extent, Song Enyue panicked, without saying a word, she tore off the infusion needle, ran to the toilet with a heavy and thick pace, stood in front of the mirror and carefully looked at herself, compared with her original tall figure, she shrunk by about 10 cm in the mirror, her figure was slightly fat, and she had a round face, Frizzy to split ends of medium-length hair, heavy bangs cover the eyes, Liu Haihai is the unaesthetic single eyelid, and the fat can be clearly felt on the arms

Ahh It's so ugly~

02

At the same time, in the same hospital, in a VIP ward only one floor away from her, a girl with an oxygen cylinder was lying on the bed weakly, because of severe brain trauma, after 3 hours of rescue, her vital signs returned to stability.

In the quiet air, a tall about one meter eighty-two, a slightly tight-fitting gray suit will undoubtedly show off his good figure, under the flaxen-colored retro Chinese hairstyle, a pair of good-looking eyebrows and eyes exude a gentle and elegant temperament, standing on the side of the bed and looking at her thoughtfully, the cold room, only the ticking sound, which makes people panic, and the assistant on the side broke the quiet

"Mr. Deng, there are rumors outside that it is a suicide, it can't be true?"

"Who knows" The man's brows habitually tightened, and even his deep voice was mixed with a kind of sorrow

"I don't think so, a person who is usually so strong, fragile enough to commit suicide, impossible"

"The fragility of a person cannot be seen just by looking at the appearance" The man's brows stretched slightly, and he said, "You go and ask the doctor, when will she wake up, it's been three days"

"Okay" The assistant accidentally bumped into the medical record card stuck at the end of the bed as he turned around, and the card was clearly written

"Song Eunyue, 28 years old—"

——

"Who the hell am I?"

Song Enyue was at a loss for the magical plot of "rebirth" when she woke up, and at this moment she was sitting at the door of the men's bathroom and crying wolf for a while, asking the same question repeatedly while crying like rain, as if she had lost her mind, so frightened that the old men could only hold their urine and detour, and the woman who had gone through the discharge procedures heard the news. dragged her home because she had no money to pay for her hospitalization······

About "Who the hell am I?" The woman who couldn't stand the repeated questioning replied to her like this: "You are my daughter, I am your mother, your name is Zheng Yuxing, my name is Zheng Duoqian, can you shut up?" ”

Woo woo woo ~ The woman wanted her not to make a fuss or make noise, but she didn't expect to touch Song Enyue's tear duct switch, and instantly burst into tears

For the question of "who am I", not only Song Enyue wants to pursue, but also her, this girl lying on the hospital bed, with big eyes flashing, with fear, doubt, and immature light in her eyes

"Who are you? What about my mother? The girl asked weakly, seeing the two strange uncles in front of her, her vigilance increased a lot, and seeing the old acquaintance as if she had lost her memory, Deng Fengrui and his assistant Xiao Jiang looked at each other, not knowing how to answer

"Editor Song, you just woke up, you should have a good rest," the assistant replied to the question

"What are you talking about" The girl's body straightened forward, her pupils dilated slightly, Xiao Jiang glanced at Deng Fengrui, and repeated, "I said, you should have a good rest"

"No, what do you call me?"

"Song Bian"

"What Song Edit"

"That's it, Editor Song, the gold medal screenwriter of Mai Lang Film and Television Company, Song Enyue Song screenwriter"

Crazy! I'm obviously Zheng Yuxing!

"Uncle, you recognize the wrong person, I'm not a Song editor, I'm going to find my mother" Zheng Yuxing said and wanted to get out of bed, but was stopped by Deng Fengrui and said, "Enyue, don't be willful, lie down well"

"Uncle, who are you? How could I be in this place? Zheng Yuxing was so anxious that he was about to cry, Deng Fengrui said in an irrefutable tone, "Be obedient, rest well, don't move"

Zheng Yuxing was still in disbelief, looking at everything unfamiliar in front of her, she felt unprecedented fear

"Don't, I don't want to be here, I want to go home, I want to go home" said and shook off Deng Fengrui's hand with all his strength

Probably because his body had not recovered, Zheng Yuxing was so excited that he fell asleep again······

03

In an urban village in the south of the city, Song Enyue was half-pulled by Zheng Duoqian and walked through the winding and dark narrow path, about 3 turns, at this moment she stood stunned outside the narrow door, her feet couldn't move, she looked at the rusty anti-theft iron gate in despair, Zheng Duoqian opened the stainless steel gate behind the iron gate, walked in, saw "Zheng Yuxing" refused to enter the door for a long time, thinking that she was still resentful because of the last quarrel, so she pulled her into the door and said, "You rest early today, I'm going to start work tomorrow."

Song Enyue wanted to cry and looked around without tears. In front of me is a small space lit by cloudy lights, a one-bedroom and one-living room layout, the layout is very simple, a small single-door refrigerator, a round dining table, a purple sofa that has been worn by time, and a glass table in the lower right corner that has been glued with black tape because it has been broken, two or three steps ahead of the glass table is a TV set that looks a little old and outdated, it is placed on a black wooden table whose paint has been worn off;

The kitchen and the balcony are connected together, the narrow aisle can only stand two people, the wall position of the cooking has become dark because of the perennial smoke, and two steps further into the bathroom, which is also very small, and the toilet seems cramped; Looking up from any window, there is a tall building pressed overhead, black and pressing, this is the place where people live? There's no sunlight, right?

Song Enyue has galloped over 10,000 grass and mud horses in her heart at this moment, each of which stepped on her fragile nerves, but she didn't expect her to fall to this point, others once flew up to the branch and became a phoenix, and she woke up to become a little sparrow, this huge psychological gap, how tragic.

"Tomorrow, you will have a good rest, don't go to school first, take care of your body first, I'll help you ask the teacher for leave" Zheng Duoqian was busy in the kitchen, saying that she picked up two packs of instant noodles and put them in boiling water, and cracked open two eggs with a click, but Song Enyue didn't listen to a word, at this moment she just wanted to know who her body was, so she searched for clues in "her" room, the room was very simple, much smaller than her room, almost no decorative things, a single bed, a small wardrobe, and a small desk, all of which were relatively old, There are a few posters of pop stars on the wall, a few fashion magazines on the bedside desk, and a few ordinary high school textbooks, the cover of which is scribbled with a ballpoint pen: "Zheng Yuxing, sophomore (class 169)"

I went, and I was rejuvenated all of a sudden! There were a few test papers under the textbook, Song Enyue picked them up easily, and her heart chuckled, she had never seen such a tragic report card: "43 points in mathematics", "67 points in Chinese", "58 points in English", "80 points in comprehensive literature"

Wow! It's actually a scumbag......

"What's going on with this report card," Song Eunyue asked in shock

"I want to ask you, you said you, what did you learn in class" Zheng Duoqian fiddled with the dishes and chopsticks while counting down her daughter, "I also grew up eating rice, why is there such a big gap with Junxia, he is second in the school every year, you are good, first from the bottom every year"

"Because I'm eating instant noodles" Song Eunyue glanced at the instant noodles and eggs in the bowl, and instantly lost her appetite

"You kid, you're really getting more and more able to talk back," Zheng Duoqian said, sandwiching the two eggs into Song Enyue's bowl, "Let's make do with some noodles today, and I'll buy you an old hen tomorrow to come back and make up for it, eat it"

"Auntie, I didn't expect your daughter to be a scumbag" Song Enyue stirred it while pouring chili sauce into the noodles

"Who would have thought" Zheng Duoqian smiled bitterly, and suddenly reacted that her name was very raw and weird, put down her chopsticks and said, "You wait, don't eat yet, who do you call aunt?"

"You, or I will tell you to make more money, and I guarantee that you will earn a lot of money" Song Enyue half-joked, Zheng Duoqian said dissatisfiedly, "What nonsense are you talking about, did you break your brain, it's really not big or small"

"My brain is not bad, it's very good" Song Enyue lowered her head and took a bite of noodles after speaking, Zheng Duoqian looked at "Zheng Yuxing" in front of her suspiciously, obviously the doctor said it was okay, how did she feel like a different person, hearing her shout "Auntie" felt like she had been pricked by a needle, did she still hate her? The sentence "I don't want to be your daughter again" before she left home has been pierced in her heart like a thorn, forget it, it doesn't matter what the title is, as long as she comes back······

04

After falling asleep for 3 hours, Zheng Yuxing was in a high-end apartment, she woke up from a big and soft bed, and saw a simple lighting emitting a shining but a little cold light, which made her a little dazed, eh, why did I come to a strange environment again? Where is this?

Zheng Yuxing was terrified and sat up from the bed in an instant, and looked at this unfamiliar environment, there was a woman's personal photo hanging on the wall opposite her, shining like a star, who is this person?

Next to the bed is a dresser, on which there are also several photos of women on the wall, Zheng Yuxing picked it up and looked at it, and sighed in his heart that she was really exquisite, including a photo of her holding a gentle and quiet woman, the two looked very similar between their eyebrows, this should be her mother, right?

On the left side of the bed is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, which is already on at the beginning of the lanterns, in addition, there is no superfluous decoration in the whole bedroom, there is a very cold atmosphere surrounding it, but Zheng Yuxing is still envious, this bedroom is at least 2 times larger than her room!

At this time, she noticed the space behind the head of the bed that was partitioned by glass, she leaned on the glass window and looked at the world like a peach blossom spring, her heart instantly turned into a sea, she hurriedly got up and walked barefoot on the cold marble floor, she exclaimed in her heart This is not a dream, the super large cloakroom that every girl dreams of, like a fairy tale, is displayed in front of her eyes, gorgeous and high-end clothes are lined up, as if a high-end fashion store, and there are all kinds of shoes, bags, and earrings are stored in different areas, Well-organized and exquisitely gorgeous, breathtakingly amazed,

What's even more unbelievable is that of myself in front of the full-length mirror, with a slender and tall figure of about 168 cm, large crescent-shaped double eyelids, a delicate and small goose-shaped face, petal-like lips, smooth and tight skin, no flaws can be seen, pure and charming gray coffee brown curls, scattered casually on the swan-like neck, this, isn't this the woman hanging on the wall, how can it be?

Zheng Yuxing's mind was booming, her body lost her balance and almost fainted, but fortunately, Deng Fengrui helped her in time

"I just went out to buy a meal, and when you come back, do you want to go back to sleep?"

"Uncle" Zheng Yuxing grabbed Deng Fengrui's hand, looked at him in horror and said, "Where is this?" ”

"This is your apartment, didn't you say you were going home, the doctor checked your body and said there was no big problem, so he brought you back" Zheng Yuxing looked around through the glass again, and asked with a panicked face, "Who am I?" ”

"You've already asked this question, you're Enyue, Song Enyue" Deng Fengrui glanced at her suspiciously, could it be amnesia?

"Song Enyue, yes, who?"

"That's you!"

"No, I mean, who is she?" Deng Fengrui was obviously stunned by this question, and became more determined about her amnesia, and said patiently, "She is, oh no, you are a famous screenwriter in the film and television industry"

"Famous screenwriter?" Looking at Zheng Yuxing's ignorant face, Deng Fengrui sighed, turned around and walked out of the bedroom, Zheng Yuxing also followed, passed through the spacious but deserted corridor, and came to the living room, she was stunned to look at all this, the big house that appeared in the TV series before was in front of her at the moment, the spacious and bright living room was as big as her home, Deng Fengrui walked to the simple and fashionable U-shaped sofa area, picked up a fashion magazine from the table next to the sofa, and stepped forward and said, "See for yourself who you are"

Deng Fengrui looked at her in her own house, like a frightened child, and said, "What are you looking at, take it?"

"Oh" Zheng Yuxing came back from the dream and took the book, the person on the cover of the magazine was her, wearing a red suit, flaming red lips, and firm eyes straight ahead, quite a female president, and a few big words that would shine on the cover of the magazine:

"Godmother of Idol Drama - Song Eunyue"

opened it again, and there was a line of introduction: "Song Enyue, born in June 1992, graduated from China's top Arden Film School with a major in choreography and directing, and a well-known screenwriter in China" This line of introduction made Zheng Yuxing unconscious, raised his eyes and asked, "Then who are?" ”

"I'm your colleague, and I'm also your boyfriend~ friend" originally wanted to adjust the atmosphere, but seeing Zheng Yuxing's frightened face, Deng Fengrui changed his words and said, "Just kidding"

"Is there any other problem" Deng Fengrui looked at her in a trance, Zheng Yuxing's eyes flashed with a trace of fear, and he said in a little confusion, "I'm just ......"

"Don't just go, let's go, let's eat first" Deng Fengrui was probably too hungry, so he ignored her words and stopped. When the most primitive life was suddenly covered by a gorgeous accident and forced to face the world again with a new identity and a new look, the feeling of helplessness and anxiety was inserted into her heart stiffly, which made people feel suffocated.

After dinner, Deng Fengrui told her to rest well and then left her residence. Zheng Yuxing looked at the huge room, as if she was in another world, she browsed the kitchen and bathroom one by one, and each space made her exclaim that she could still live like this!

Everything in the kitchen is in stark contrast to her home, the neat, spacious and stylish kitchen makes people feel full of happiness just by looking at it, open the double-door refrigerator, and find that there are a lot of vegetables and fruits in it, it seems that the original owner is a master cook, but she is a kitchen rookie;

There is also a spacious and clean bathroom, just a bath is larger than her home, there is a dresser inside, there are many bottles and cans of skin care products on it, among which she noticed that there is a white box on the table, she opened it and saw that it was a small refrigerator, specially used to freeze a lot of high-end skin care products, Zheng Yuxing silently closed the door of the Xiaoice box, lamenting that the life of this rich man is really luxurious, and then came to the bed to lie down, looking at the woman on the wall as if a light was shining on her, and it seemed like a fire burning her, I still have questions about the identity of "Song Enyue", so I turned on the computer on the living room table and carefully studied her:

At the age of 18, he was admitted to China's top Arden Film School with excellent results in the province. It turned out to be a top student! has written several popular romance idol dramas, each of which has become a myth in the ratings, and is known as the godmother of idol dramas, and she is actually a career-oriented strong woman! has a good face, money, a career and an IQ, this is simply a perfect character that only TV dramas have!

Zheng Yuxing never thought that the life that he had imagined countless times in his mind was kicking off at high energy······