The early morning sun was a little dazzling through the glass windows, and I quickly got up and looked at the street downstairs, and there was no passerby. Probably because the pandemic isn't over yet, occasionally a car passes by. I haven't worked for more than three months, and fortunately, the city was lifted on March 15, but I still don't dare to go out, and there are very few colleagues who go to work in the company, so few that I have almost no impression. They should feel that life is more important than making money, in fact, I am the same, I am trembling every day, for fear that something will happen. If I can skip eating and paying rent, then I'll be like them and don't go to work. Reluctantly, I got dressed, washed, put on my mask, and prepared to go to work.

Today is April 3, 2020, and the new crown pneumonia has been raging in the city of Wuhan for nearly half a year, and the whole city is panicked, many people have lost their lives in this disaster, many people have been quarantined, and some people are lying in hospital beds, I am glad that I am still alive. The first thing I do when I wake up every day is to look at my phone and see the epidemic trends across the country, where there are new patients and where there are confirmed cases.

My name is Lin Feng, I am a college student who graduated from a university that is not in the middle of the stream, I work in a real estate company, it is more appropriate to say that I am going to work than to make a mess, and I clock in and out every day just for a basic salary of 2,000 yuan, which is barely enough for my rent and food for a month.

Suddenly, the mobile phone rang, and Ye Ming, the leader of the company's WeChat group, said that he had a cold and told everyone to pay attention to safety. The WeChat group was quiet, no one replied, and the silence was scary. Catching a cold at this juncture is a very scary thing, the initial symptom of the new crown pneumonia is a cold, and the team leader is unlucky enough. I recalled whether I had been in contact with the team leader in the past few days, and my mind was blank and I had no impression at all. I should think about what I've been doing at work these days. I do the same thing every day, get up, go to work, clock in to work, watch a movie, eat instant noodles, and then clock out without seeming to see a single person. I struggled to remember, for fear of forgetting any details. I vividly remember a few movies I watched in the past few days, but I have no memory of who I have met.

Suddenly, a white, slender hand jumped into my mind, it was a right hand with a ring on the index finger, and this hand patted me on the shoulder when I got off work yesterday. Is that the hand of the team leader? No, it must have been a woman's hand, for I had never seen a man with such beautiful hands, slender and white. If it's a woman, then why doesn't she wear nail polish, most women will wear nail polish of various colors or patterns on their nails, which makes me even more uncertain, I think the focus should be on the ring on the index finger. Whose index finger wears a ring? I don't usually pay attention to any of this at all, and I'm not a careful observer, which makes me regret and regret my carelessness. I closed my eyes and tried to find the person with the ring on my right index finger, as if groping for an exit in the dark, feeling that the exit was very close, as if it was right in front of me. A figure suddenly appeared in my mind, Zhao Meng, my high school classmate, who in my memory always wore a ring on her right index finger.

How could it be Zhao Meng? We hadn't been in touch for five years, I didn't know where she was, how she had suddenly appeared in front of me, and I tried to find memories of the ringed right hand, but to no avail.

Thinking about it, I found myself a little dizzy, and I touched my forehead, it was so hot, I had a fever. I suddenly felt a chill in my heart, and goosebumps all over my body rose, am I infected with the new crown? No, even if you have a fever, you don't necessarily have the coronavirus. I used what little medical knowledge I had, and the first step that came to my mind was to cool down. I quickly took a basin of cold water, wet the towel, wrung it out, and covered my forehead with a wet towel to cool down.

Five minutes passed, and my head was still terrible. I vaguely remember that there were a few cold medicines in the drawer that had been in the drawer for a long time, and I didn't care how many they were, and whether they had expired or not, I swallowed them all, and I suddenly felt that the world was spinning and I collapsed on the bed.

I don't know how long later, in a drowsy state, I opened my eyes, and what caught my eyes was the right hand with the ring on the index finger in my memory, still so beautiful, so slender and white. I wanted to look up to see who she really was, but I couldn't move, I wanted to ask who she was, but I couldn't make any sound, I couldn't speak with all my strength, it was quiet around me, I couldn't do anything.

At this moment it dawned on me that it might be a dream. Several times I dreamed that there was a thief in my dormitory, and I couldn't move, and I wanted to shout to catch the thief, but the words were very vague, and I didn't know what I was talking about.

I tried to struggle hard, but it didn't work, I wanted to cry for help, but there was no sound, it was completely different from when I dreamed before. I realized at the moment that this might not be a dream. My heart is filled with fear, am I going to die? I never thought I would have to face death so early. I haven't been married, I've never been in love, and I haven't repaid my parents who gave birth to me and raised me, so I'm so unwilling. I think back to the life I have walked, the ordinary life, the ordinary parents, the ordinary life, I can't think of any highlights or proud moments in my life, although ordinary, but how I wish I could see the parents who gave birth to me and raised me again!

Everyone who has come to the end of their lives will recall those unforgettable people and things in the journey of life, and there will always be some regrets, some sadness, and some nostalgia. Those fragments of memory like meteors crossing the starry sky always tug at the heartstrings inadvertently, and the heart will have a little pain at that moment, and it will slowly be like fine wine, which makes people remember it for a long time.

I tried hard to find the things I can't forget, wetting the bed at the age of six, losing a fight with a classmate, burning down the neighbor's cowshed, and being punished by the teacher for pulling the hair of a female classmate in class. The more I think about it, the more ashamed I feel, but I'm too embarrassed to die like this, I haven't done anything to be proud of.

My eyelids were already overwhelmed and I started fighting, and I tried to keep them open. I only have one belief at the moment, I can't die yet, even if I die, I have to do something to be proud of, I try hard to reach out and grab the beautiful right hand, at the moment I have more than enough but not enough, I keep muttering in my heart: "Move!" You must move, you must work hard! "But everything was done in vain.

Suddenly, that beautiful right hand grabbed me and pulled me hard, and I was plunged into darkness.