"Quack-quack-" A mournful cry pierced the gloomy sky, and the silent air began to flow. A crow stands on a treetop where its leaves have long since fallen off, teetering to the ground. At this time, the church is very quiet inside and outside.

The funeral is long over, and the people who came to mourn have long since left. My parents went to attend to the funeral, and I stayed in church alone.

I sat in the last row of seats, the door behind me closed, and I seemed to hear my own breathing, scratching the frozen air.

The black ceramic jar in his hand, the white powder inside, is very dazzling under the huge chandelier on the roof.

I looked at the jar in my hand, and for some reason, shouldn't I be sad?

I shook my head, slowly got up, and looked at the church.

The roof is pure white, but there are some cobwebs in the corners. The bright yellow curtain contrasts greatly with the scenery outside the window.

The white angel on the wall doesn't seem to be smiling.

I stood in the aisle in the middle of the church and looked again at the black clay pot in my arms. The mouth of the can has long been sealed, but I can seem to see the white particles jumping inside. I guess I was too frightened and hit too hard, and I was hallucinating.

At the very front of the church, there is a black wooden coffin and a spiritual seat. I think it's a coffin, but I don't think there's her body in it.

I finally decided to put the jar back in front of the spiritual seat. Looking at the blurred face in the photo above the coffin in front of me, I approached step by step.

Until standing in front of the spiritual throne, I could see the smiling face on the huge black-and-white photograph. The same face as me.

Yes, the person who looks exactly like me in the photo is my twin sister Luo Xiaoqi. Two nights ago, my sister Luo Xiaoqi was killed in the fire.

The funny thing is that I was sleeping in the same room as her, but I survived.

Looking at the photo, it was as if the person in the photo was me.

I could see that I was stunned.

The person in front of me seemed to have come out of the photo, more and more real, real......

"Sister, are you here for me?"

I stared at the person in front of me with wide eyes, my mouth open in horror, and I couldn't help but take a step back.

The person in front of him, no, it's not a person! It's Luo Xiaoqi! It's Luo Xiaoqi who should be lying in the urn!!

"Smack-" The jar in his hand slipped and shattered on the ground, scattering white powder all over the ground.

"No, that's not true!" I shook my head desperately. I told myself that I was hallucinating again. It must be like this! It must have been the mental pressure of the past two days, coupled with the fact that the cranial nerves were damaged due to escaping from the fire!

"My dear sister, what are you afraid of. ”

As I tried to comfort myself, a small voice rang out again, "Didn't we all die in that fire?" ”

I'm dead? I can't care about being scared anymore. The fragments of what happened in the past few days are flooding my mind. How could it be that I died, and why am I here, and what am I......

I crouched down with my eyes glazed over, my hands on my head, and the two figures curled up in my mind with painful expressions were so clear.

At some point, there was one more coffin and one more picture in the church.

I looked at the broken jar on the ground, and there were three words written on it on a large fragment -- Luo Xiaoluo!

I'm really dead. After realizing this fact, I looked at Xiaoqi with a blank face, and I didn't know what I was going to do next and where to go. A fire ignited around the church, and the bright light drowned out the presence of me and Xiaoqi......

......

"Don't !!!!" Luo Xiaoluo suddenly woke up from the nightmare, his breath was short, and his back was soaked with cold sweat. He still has a hanging needle on his left hand, a hospital gown, and a bandage on his head.

I'm -- in the hospital. Luo Xiaoluo remembered.

Luo Xiaoluo lay on the bed, closed his eyes and thought about his thoughts, and slowly calmed down from the nightmare. I don't remember how long it has been since the fire and how long I've been in the hospital.

Thinking of the nightmare just now, Luo Xiaoluo took a deep breath. Xiao Qi died, this is what I heard from the nurse when I was occasionally awake these days.

It's probably going on now. I should have been left in the hospital by my parents, and maybe my parents would wonder why it was Xiaoqi who died, not me.

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaoluo couldn't help but grasp the sheets, and then let go again.

I'm used to it, isn't it? Maybe it's true that as my parents said, I'm just a bad star who only knows how to rob.

Luo Xiaoluo didn't want to think about it anymore, he emptied his head, but he couldn't sleep peacefully.

On the top floor of the hospital, in the research room.

"Doctor You, what's the result? The middle-aged man in the white coat was a little anxious, and the woman in the same white coat next to him was his wife.

"It's stable, and there are no signs of rejection in my brain. You can be discharged from the hospital in two days. The girl known as Dr. You was expressionless. "However, Dr. Luo, there must not be a second operation like this, otherwise the patient may have immeasurable consequences due to the impact of consciousness. After all, that's your daughter. ”

"We know" The middle-aged man known as Dr. Luo nodded, with a hint of respect for the silver-haired red-eyed girl cultivated in this laboratory. Under normal circumstances, all the proposed medical research theories, as long as they are implemented by the girl herself, have a success rate of 95%.

The couple became famous in the medical community 18 years ago for their research on the "Theory of Brain Reformation and Replacement", and the surgeon for this study was the girl in front of them who had been experimentally genetically modified.

"Thank you, Dr. You. Before leaving, Dr. Luo expressed his gratitude to Dr. You, even though the other party only lived for more than 20 years after receiving genetic modification, and he no longer knew whether he could be called a human being.

The next day, Luo Xiaoluo was visited.

What Luo Xiaoluo didn't expect was that the person who came was her mother.

[Look, mom still cares about you~] Someone in Luo Xiaoluo's brain said this, but the tone was mocking.

[Shut up!]

Although Luo Xiaoluo couldn't understand why her mother came back to see her, she still had a hint of expectation.

"Do you feel okay? Luo Xiaoluo's mother is still wearing a white coat.

"Well, that little one ...... her"

"Since it's okay, let's get some rest. The mother paused for a moment and was ready to leave. "Remember to find time to make up for the courses that you missed in school. ”

Again...... Luo Xiaoluo never knew why he was so disliked.

[Didn't you already know that this would be the case~]

Luo Xiaoluo didn't pay attention to the voice in her head most of the time, but she felt that the number of times this voice appeared significantly after she was hospitalized, and she still had a sense of excitement that she didn't have before.

Luo Xiaoluo was discharged from the hospital and returned to school.

It's just that what she didn't expect was that it had been a month since she left school, and Luo Xiaoluo naturally missed the military training for freshmen.

Luo Xiaoluo felt very strange, even if he was hospitalized due to a fire escape, he was only in a coma because of smoke, and no matter how serious it was, he could only be hospitalized for a few days.

I stayed in the hospital for more than a month, but I didn't know it. Luo Xiaoluo couldn't ask his parents, not to mention that they didn't care about this issue at all, and now Luo Xiaoluo is in Z University, 108,000 miles away from home, and he doesn't have the contact information of his parents at all. Luo Xiaoluo regretted a little that he hadn't asked for his parents' phone numbers.

Luo Xiaoluo's choice of Z big was nothing more than to make the child angry. She hoped that her parents would say that Z University was so far away from home, and she hoped that her parents would at least ask her why she chose a school so far away. As a result, my parents didn't ask anything, just because Z University is also a famous medical university. This did not deviate from the trajectory of her parents' life.

[In fact, you don't care as much about your parents' attitude towards you as you think, you're just lying to yourself. 】

[Don't talk like you know everything!]

Luo Xiaoluo's thoughts are only clear to herself, no matter whether that voice is right or wrong, she will refute it.