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Chapter 31 31. Zhuang Zhou's Dream of a Butterfly (1)

An old and haggard face came into view, but Su Ran only felt that his brain was in chaos.

"Ranran, you finally woke up, how do you feel now?"

Who is she?
This is where?

Her brain seemed to be wrapped in layers, why couldn't she remember anything...

"who are you?"

Looking at her daughter's moist eyes, the middle-aged woman's eyes were red, and she clutched her chest in distress.

"Ranran, I am mother, don't you remember?"

The dazed Su Ran seemed to remember her name, yes, that's right, her name is Su Ran!

"Doctor, doctor, my daughter is awake but doesn't seem to remember anything."

Following the shouts of the middle-aged woman, several doctors in white coats soon walked into the ward.

Various examinations, various instruments, and finally the doctor took the CT scan of the brain and explained it to the middle-aged woman.

"Ling'ai's illness has left some damage to her brain, and she has lost her memory for a while. Her body is recovering well, and her life will not be affected."

Listening to the doctor explaining the condition to the so-called mother, she gradually understood the situation in front of her.

Her name is Su Ran, and she is about to graduate from university. Because her best friend was killed, she was stimulated, and suffered short-term amnesia after a serious illness.

This situation may last for a long time, and it may gradually recover. It only needs to rest and not be stimulated again.

"Ranran, forget it, forget it."

Su Ran, who was lying peacefully on the bed, didn't feel well, her mind was blank and her thinking was disordered.

The whole world is full of disobedience, which makes her feel inexplicable fear.

The middle-aged woman who was crying in front of her didn't feel any familiarity or intimacy with her.

"Since you're all awake, mom will help you get out of the hospital first, and I'll take you home."

Watching the middle-aged woman leave, Su Ran quickly turned over and got up.

His movements are quick and his steps are brisk, and he doesn't look like he is recovering from a serious illness at all.

The door of the ward was not closed tightly, and the middle-aged woman called not far away after leaving, her face was very gloomy.

"What else do you want? I have cooperated with you time and time again, and you are going too far now."

"My daughter is sick, are you still busy with work?"

"If you are really working, I won't be angry!"

"Forget it, it's fine if she doesn't remember, come back quickly, if I turn my back on you, you should know the result."

The distance is not too far, but the middle-aged woman deliberately lowered her voice, but Su Ran felt that her hearing was very keen.

It should be a call with the so-called father, but the content is very inconsistent.

The threat in the words, indifferent and cruel, made Su Ran frown.

Is this the communication attitude that normal middle-aged couples should have?
Seeing the middle-aged woman walk away after hanging up the phone, Su Ran closed the door of the ward tightly and began to search for various things.

She didn't have a mobile phone, she must have been hospitalized in a hurry, and she didn't bring any belongings, only a pair of pajamas.

The fabric is soft and the texture is good, and the condition of the family is not bad.

Without more information, Su Ran finally calculated that the time was almost up, and quickly lay back on the hospital bed.

Looking at the white ceiling, I fell into a state of thinking.

Her movements are too sensitive, her hearing is excellent, she is not like an ordinary college student at all.

"Why am I losing my memory?"

Strangely, she seemed to be in good health, but she lost her memory alone.

Even with amnesia, human beings should have a natural blood relationship with their parents.

Even the middle-aged woman looks good, although she is not dressed up, she is still a beauty in simple clothes.

But with that face, there was no impression at all, it could even be said to be repulsive.

Everything feels scary and needs to be careful at all times. This kind of defense is almost Su Ran's instinct.

For example, there will be a slight sound outside the locked door, but her premonition is not that there are medical staff passing by, but that danger is approaching.

For example, there is a suspicious shadow behind the door, which may be the remaining water stains in the eyes of outsiders.

But Su Ran feels very abnormal. I don't know if something terrible will crawl out of that shadow, so I need to be careful.

For example, there is a white butterfly in the window now, and her ward is very high, why is there a butterfly staying here?

Not normal, everywhere in this world is not normal!

While Su Ran was meditating, the middle-aged woman opened the door again and returned to the ward with various receipts in her hands.

"Ranran, let's go home, good boy, everything is over."

Because there was nothing to pack, the two left the hospital directly and took a taxi home.

The streets are clean and tidy, but there are not many people in broad daylight, bustling but not lively.

The taxi in the entering community stopped slowly, and while the middle-aged woman was paying, Su Ran got off first.

It seems to be a closed community with strict management, but Su Ran didn't see the security guard at the door.

The greenery is very good, but the community is too quiet, not even the elderly and children walking around.

This so-called high-end community also looks very abnormal!
The neighbor's aunt who appeared suddenly stepped forward and took Su Ran's hand with a look of concern.

"Mother Su, you are back, how is the child?"

Biting coldness swept across the whole body, this kind and amiable aunt, the cold skin did not have the slightest warmth.

Fear and trembling crept into her heart, but Su Ran didn't change any expression.

She just showed a perfect smile, made her pale face a little weaker, and pretended to cough a few times.

It seems that this need for acting skills has been engraved deep in Su Ran's soul. She needs to be careful and guard against everyone around her at all times.

"Don't mention it, this kid just loves to worry too much, and he broke down because of himself."

The two seem to be chatting with each other as neighbors, but the sense of alienation is very strong.

"How many people can bear this kind of blow, that's her best friend."

best friend?

Best friend?

But now Su Ran can't even remember a name, let alone what the murdered girlfriend looked like.

"Hey, it's all fate! I'm afraid that she will get into a dead end."

The aunt who was pulling Su Ran turned to look at her, she seemed to be smiling, but there was no worry in her eyes.

"Ranran has been like this since she was a child. She is the most obedient and caring child in the community."

According to the content of the chat between the two, it can be analyzed that the original Su Ran was very good, good at studying, sensible and well-behaved.

she?
Sensible and well-behaved?

Su Ran, who is the righteous master, didn't feel this way. She seemed to be very cautious and had a bad temper.

"Hey, Sister Chen, I'll take Ranran home first, she's just been discharged from the hospital, we'll talk later."

The middle-aged woman helped Su Ran go home slightly, and the elevator went straight to the eighteenth floor.

She didn't like this number very much, and frowned again in disgust, but she didn't say anything.

The elevator door opened slowly, and there were two households in one elevator. When the pure black anti-theft door was opened, it was a clean and tidy room like a model room.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows is a soft carpet, and there are various lovely pillows on the comfortable sofa.

　Coke, who is still recuperating, needs a little recommendation ticket, woo woo woo!
　　


(End of this chapter)