(Five years ago, Sapporo, Japan, Tomoai Private Hospital)

Outside the window, there was goose feather snow, and there were few pedestrians on the road, except for the occasional sedan speeding by, splashing snowflakes on the ground.

In an instant, the pure white flying snow shattered into ice crystals and turned into sewage.

The long-haired girl in a wheelchair stared quietly at the world covered in silver, her long, thick eyes were distinct, casting pale shadows on the enchanting eyelids, and although the beautiful eyes were clear and unimpurified, they could not see any focal length, and the agate-colored pupils reflected only a piece of darkness.

Her beautiful cheeks were paler than ordinary people, and her red and tender cherry lips were like a seven-ripe cherry.

Hearing the sound of steady and familiar footsteps coming from behind her, the girl happily turned her wheelchair, looked back, and smiled happily in the direction she thought she was.

Her clean and pure smile was like an angel's smile, and the man who came to her was stunned for a moment, but his heart was beating "poof".

"Dr. Miyato, you're here." The girl's sweet and gentle voice was as crisp and melodious as a wind chime, and her quiet face was full of joy.

The young doctor, who was called Miyato, felt a stagnation in his heart, as if he had been pricked by a thousand pins and needles.

He looked at her with pity, no one knew how painful his heart was at the moment, but looking at her now, how painful his heart was.

He hated himself for not protecting her well, he hated himself for breaking his promise and abandoning her, he hated it so much.

If he could do it all over again, he swore he would never leave her. However, there is no regret medicine in this world, and time will not be reversed.

Seeing that Dr. Miyato didn't speak, the girl asked again: "Dr. Miyato, what's wrong with you, why don't you answer me?" ”

"Well, it's okay, it's time for today's rehabilitation, I'll send you over." Dr. Miyato looked at the girl, only to feel the tip of his nose sour.

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Miyato." The girl said with a smile.

saw Miyato Lingyun pushing the girl out of the ward and walking in the direction of the recovery room.

But as he walked, tears swirled in his eyes, and Miyato Lingyun tried his best to hold back the tears that were about to snatch his eyes, and his eyes were already moist and flushed.

Looking at the girl being pushed into the rehabilitation room by the nurse, Miyato Lingyun's thoughts drifted away.

That was the first time he saw her like this, and he never imagined that she would become like this in less than a year.

At that time, I had just met Sophia. When Miyato got married, he was sent by his father-in-law to do an internship at Yuai Hospital, the largest private hospital in Japan.

Although, I have been missing her for the past few years, I never expected to see her so soon.

However, she no longer knew herself, let alone could not see.

In addition to his heartache, he was also a little lucky, how could he have the face to meet her. Moreover, he was no longer the Ling Yiyun he used to be, he smiled bitterly.

He clearly remembered that the hospital received a critically ill patient transferred from China to Japan that day, and it was said that she had been in a serious car accident and had been rescued several times before she came back from the ghost gate, but the situation was very serious, and she would die at any time if she was not careful.

But it is really admirable that she has persevered until now with her tenacious willpower.

After several surgeries, she finally saved her life and her condition stabilized, but she could no longer see anything and could no longer walk upright, which was cruel for a young girl.

He was curious and many other doctors and nurses, and patients went to see her for the rest of her life, but the moment he saw her, he was stunned, and it seemed that his heart had stopped.

The girl lying on the hospital bed turned out to be her, the one who was haunted by her own dreams.