"It's a miracle!"

"Look, she's awake."

When Liang Yu opened his eyes, he found that there was a group of people around him, his memory was quite confused, and there was a voice like a telecommunication in his head.

But it didn't last long, and the lost memories were like turning on a faucet and pouring into his mind, yes, he remembered.

Yesterday's operation failed, and he watched the girl covered with a white cloth being pushed out of the emergency room, and he saw a heartbroken mother tugging at his clothes and loosening them, hugging her head and crying. He wandered alone in the streets, bought a lot of beer, and drank it as he went, and then his memory became blurry, and he remembered the last image in his memory, which was the image of the blinding light of the big card covering his whole person......

Was there a car accident?

He subconsciously pressed his hand on his head, but there seemed to be something wrong!

He quickly realized that he was being hugged, he remembered her, it was Liang Yu's mother, but why was she here, showing a crying expression.

"Liang Yu, do you feel better?" An incredible voice poured into his ears.

If it was strange before, it was really incredible, and the voice was very familiar, because if there was a reason, it was his original voice.

He couldn't help but look up and find that the person who looked exactly like himself was standing opposite the edge of the bed, his hands in the pockets of his white coat, smiling kindly at him.

There is no doubt that it is Liang Yu, that is, himself, he is standing opposite him, so who is he who should be himself?

Liang Yu's feeling became very strange, unable to describe his contradictions and feelings at the moment, he opened his mouth and let out a meaningless note, it was another clear and innocent female voice that he was familiar with.

That's impossible......

He couldn't help but spread out his palm and put it in front of his eyes, for a man, these hands were too small and slender, but for a young girl, such a hand was just right.

"That, mirror, give me a mirror!"

Everyone looked at her strangely, and even her mother was a little stunned: "What's the matter, do you feel uncomfortable, Xiaoyu, do you want Doctor Liang to show you." ”

He raised his head in a daze, looked at the strange self, and the other party showed a smile that he had only seen in the mirror or in photos: "Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, you are now emotionally unstable after surgery, the organ transplant operation is very successful, and the postoperative recovery is also very fast, according to this, you will be able to recover and be discharged from the hospital soon." ”

"Mirror, please, please give me a mirror."

The mother looked at her other self with an inquiring gaze, and Liang Yu nodded: "Give her the mirror." ”

The nurse named Xiaofang hurriedly went to the opposite table to get a square mirror, handed it to him, and said gently: "Little sister, don't be afraid, you still look as beautiful as before." ”

Liang Yu was entangled in his heart, he had already received a hint, but when he looked at her in the mirror, he still fell silent.

He's still him, but she's no longer her.

"I have a dream, and if people have a next life, I plan to do my best to realize it."

What is it?

"I want to be a manga artist."

Cartoonist, is it because Xiaoyu likes comics very much?

"Well...... But I think it's because it's a job that gives people dreams, isn't that great, manga artist?"

Tears flowed uncontrollably, Liang Yu knew that it did not belong to him, but to the owner of the body that originally belonged here.

Your dreams will come true with me.

That day, in the small ward, the girl made up her mind.

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Two months later, the editorial office of the weekly shonen manga Fantasy.

The figure of a young girl appears here, out of place in a place where only men usually enter.

The security guard on duty saw this scene and came over with some curiosity and asked, "Little sister, are you a middle school student from the editorial office who arranged to visit in the afternoon?" ”

"No, it was Mr. Guo Pinyuan from the editorial department who came to me to discuss the draft."

Hey, is that the author of the comic that contributed to the magazine...... So young, and still a girl?

The question mark kept spinning on the security guard's head, but he remembered his duty and said to the girl in front of him: "Little girl, if you want to find an editor, go to the front desk to register, if there is an appointment, the counter will help page." ”

"Ah, thank you."

The girl walked to the service desk and shook the ponytail that gave a refreshing impression: "Hello, I want to find Guo Pinyuan editor." ”

"Do you have an appointment?"

"Yes."

"Please fill out the registration form."

The girl filled out the form according to the other party's request and handed it back to the other party, and looked at the reception at the service desk and dialed the internal phone: "Editor Guo, yes, there is a young lady named Liang Yu looking for you, okay, I know, I will take her to the No. 3 reception room to wait for you." ”

Putting down the phone, the waitress in an OL costume walked out from behind the service desk and led Liang Yu: "Little sister, go this way, the editor will come down immediately." ”

Liang Yu looked up at the fresh surroundings and caught up with the footsteps, and was taken to the corner of the hall, where there was a row of reception rooms isolated by a baffle, which was usually the place where the editors of the editorial department and the writers who came to submit their manuscripts had an appointment.

"Little sister, do you have anything you want to drink, there is coffee and black tea here."

"Just give me a glass of boiled water, thank you."

"Understood." The waitress went out and poured a glass of water for Liang Yu, and placed it in front of her table with a smile: "Please wait here, the editor will be here soon." ”

"Okay."

As if feeling that today's lovely guest was particularly strange, the waitress looked back at Liang Yu a few more times before withdrawing with a satisfied smile, and just at this time, a man holding a document bag walked in.

The man was wearing a checkered T-shirt, slacks, short athletic hair, and was in his mid-thirties. Characterized by prominent cheekbones and a mustache, he chose to sit down opposite her after seeing Liang Yu: "I'm Guo Pinyuan, the editor of Juvenile Fantasy, are you Liang Yu's classmate?" ”

"Yes."

"I'm sorry, I was surprised to hear that you were a woman when I called before, but I didn't expect to be so young." Guo Pinyuan put the file bag in his hand on the table, thinking carefully about how to speak, he didn't even think that the person he was going to talk to was a middle school girl before he came down from the office of the editorial department. "That, with all due respect, Liang Yu, did you create this comic independently, or did someone else help you complete it?"

"I did it alone."

"How long did it take?"

"A month."

"Then why did you want to contribute to Fantasy?"

"Because I want to be a cartoonist!"