I woke up from my hospital bed and my eyes were white.

I was dull for half a minute before my senses belatedly transmitted messages to my brain. But there seemed to be something wrong with my hippocampus, and when the information from the whole space rushed to me, I thought about it quite hard before I could remember a name-Chu Ying.

And the other corners of my memory were as empty as the hospital room in front of me.

I struggled to sit up, guessing where I was hurting, and finally found out that it might be my brain?

Well, I'll lie back with a blank face, and those with brains won't move.

- By the way, why should a person with a brain injury be hospitalized?

I struggled with my sleepiness a few times, like a man who had just surfaced, his ankles entangled in aquatic weeds, and then he was pulled to the bottom of the water, sinking into the dark and opaque bottom.

I could vaguely feel my body slip down the pillow, sliding into a comfortable position, and then I fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I felt like something had been added to the ward. The information in the whole space is still pouring in to me like a tidal wave, it just feels more and richer. There are also some small and fragmented voices that should be difficult to detect. When I looked closely, I suddenly realized that it was the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, like a brush, and each tuft of hair was a little rebellious, and the sound of the brush became very complicated.

I think I'm probably getting better, as long as I ······

"Baby, are you feeling better today?" A middle-aged woman came in, she could see that her living conditions were very good, her temperament was very good, she was holding a three-layer lunch box in her hand, looking at me, almost crying, "Baby, I'm a mother!" ”

I was a little confused and a little guilty, she stood there as if crying, she didn't speak for a few minutes, I always felt that the atmosphere was too awkward, and I needed a doctor or nurse to calm her down first, but there was really no one behind her who pushed the door in time.

”······ "Mom," I said as gently as I could, "calm down first, I'll ·······"

A man in white pushes the door and enters: "Your daughter seems to have amnesia"

Oh, this should be the belated doctor.

The doctor walked up to me in two or three steps, "Chu Ying, how do you feel?" “

The doctor approached, a look of concern on his face.

I honestly replied, "Everything else is fine, I just can't think of anything." “

The doctor didn't move, and my mother stepped forward, tears still on her face, and asked me eagerly, "Can't you remember anything?" “

I saw that she was in a hurry, and hesitated for a while and said, "Only······ I remember that my name is Chu Ying. “

My mother looked at me intently for a while, and I couldn't resist her eyes, and I was afraid to look at her tearful face.

After a while, my mother turned to the doctor and asked, "Doctor, what can I do?" “

The doctor turned his head and said to his mother, "It's okay, it's already good that you're fine, and you should teach your child again as a parent." “

Mom then said to the doctor, "Can you still remember what happened in the past after being stimulated?" “

The doctor said, "I think it's safer to stay for a few more days and have a full body check-up." “

Both of them seemed to think for a while, and the doctor suddenly turned around and said, "Since there is no big problem, I will go to other wards for rounds, Chu Ying, you have a good rest." When he went out, he looked back at me and closed the door.

My mother seemed to relax after the doctor left, sat at the head of my bed, and said to me gently: "Mom is really worried about death, fortunately, there is nothing wrong with it, amnesia is amnesia······ As she spoke, she opened the lunch box and spread out the three floors, and the aroma of food spread out in the room. She was about to pick up the vegetables with chopsticks, and turned her head to tell me; "Baby, don't you remember your mother······"

She seemed to be about to burst into tears, and I touched my nose weakly and nodded. I thought she would find out as soon as I walked in the door, but it looked like she had put this matter behind me when talking to the doctor, and now I remembered it again. However, I did acquiesce in her identity just now, and I should have a too good attitude towards her identity.

Originally, how could my mother make a fake, this kind of care and intimacy can not be replaced by anyone.

I quickly and sincerely said: "Mom, that's my amnesia, I really don't remember anything, you ·······" I wanted to say a few nice words, but I don't know if I can't say it or not, and you haven't said the second word for a long time.

My mother hurriedly hugged me and stuffed the chopsticks into my hand: "Hearing that you are still willing to call Mom, Mom is very happy, come, eat, eat." “

I was so moved that my heart was horizontal, and I must express it to reassure my mother: "Mom, although I really don't remember, but as soon as you walked in, I felt very familiar and close, you see, I forgot about things, but the feelings have not changed at all, and my mother should not kiss me." “