Chapter 341: Hints From the Past

"I seem to know why I am staying in this hospital. I may have amnesia or something..."

Sitting by the window, the woman with gold-rimmed glasses looked sad.

"I can't remember my identity, nickname or anything like that at all, and I can't remember my name or anything like that," she rubbed her head, "but my short-term memory is still quite clear. Isn't it forgetfulness or amnesia? "

Jiang Lin seemed to be very concerned about the other party and quickly comforted him.

"Don't worry too much. As long as you take medicine on time and receive treatment seriously, you will be fine... This is a very good hospital."

As she said this, the woman with gold-rimmed glasses nodded and immediately became optimistic.

"That's true. Anyway, I'm already in treatment now!"

"And no matter what, it's better than the really serious ones. At least I'm still awake."

The woman said, glancing at the boy sitting on the chair on the other side.

The boy was quite handsome, but his eyes were dull and dull, and he looked like a sculpture.

"He is?"

Jiang Lin was a little curious.

"The patient is in the next room next to me," the woman with gold-rimmed glasses said firmly, "This person is stupid. He feels like he has dementia or something like that, and he feels like he has lost his soul."

"He doesn't respond when you talk to him. He can only make some basic movements, such as walking and blinking."

Jiang Lin felt a little emotional when she heard the description of the woman with gold-rimmed glasses.

"It sounds so pitiful..."

"Yes, and no one knows his name," the woman with gold-rimmed glasses scratched her head, "Unlike me who can't remember, he seems to really have no name... I don't know much more about him. "

"Anyway, from my vague impression, there seems to be some theory that it was caused by him being brain dead...who knows."

The more Jiang Lin listened, the more she felt a hint of intolerance and compassion in her heart.

"It's such a shame to be so young."

"Did you encounter any accident?"

She couldn't help but stepped forward.

After a closer look, the young man's appearance was not as handsome as seen from a distance, and his eyebrows and facial features were a little more ordinary.

But it seems more upright.

"If he is still conscious, he should be a very just and brave person, right?"

There is no reason, Jiang Lin thought.

And just as she was staring at this young man...

But the other party suddenly moved - the right hand that had been resting on his knee suddenly raised,

This startled Jiang Lin.

"Wow!"

She backed away subconsciously, and then realized that this guy was not really dead or in a vegetative state, and there was nothing strange about him moving.

and……

Jiang Lin looked at the other party's actions.

He stretched his right hand towards himself and made a half-clenched fist, as if he was planning to hand something to himself.

Jiang Lin hesitated.

But seeing the other person's face, she always felt that this guy was trustworthy, so she reached out and touched the young man's hand.

Then……

Jiang Lin touched a small, word-book-like thing inside.

"Eh?"

She took out the vocabulary book, glanced at it, and immediately stuffed it into her sleeve and hid it.

Even with a startling glance, Jiang Lin recognized it...

On the "cover" of the vocabulary book, there is a sketch of my own.

Although Jiang Lin didn't remember drawing those essays, or even owning this notebook...

But she was convinced that it was definitely written by someone else.

The paintings drawn by casual drawings are actually more difficult to imitate than handwriting. Her little habits in brushstrokes are not clear to ordinary people, but she can recognize them at a glance.

And these are all recently painted by myself.

But the more this happened, the more panicked and uneasy Jiang Lin became.

When did you get this notebook and when did you draw the picture?

Why was this thing in the hands of the young man on the second floor again... Why would he give it to me at this time?

The doctor didn't allow her to draw, and she knew this very well - that's why she immediately and subconsciously hid the book.

so……

Could this be a way for me to secretly draw and relieve my depression and boredom?

So what does it mean to give it to yourself now?

Just when Jiang Lin was about to try again to get some clues from the young man in front of her, or to communicate with him...

The young man who had just handed Jiang Lin this vocabulary book suddenly stood up and walked straight to a ward.

He looked like there was no one around, as if he wouldn't be disturbed by anyone or anything. After returning to the room, he closed the door very neatly.

"Bang."

With the sound of the door closing, the boy's figure disappeared.

Jiang Lin looked at the woman with gold-rimmed glasses again in confusion: "Is he usually like this?"

The woman with gold-rimmed glasses said curiously: "No...it doesn't seem like that."

"It's quite abnormal - he actually reacted to you! Did you say anything to him?"

Jiang Lin pursed her lips.

"No, I didn't say anything."

She clutched the vocabulary book in her sleeve tightly and was about to find a place to read quietly when the woman with gold-rimmed glasses spoke again.

"Well...if you want to see what's in your sleeve, I can give you a lookout."

She leaned closer to Jiang Lin, lowered her voice and spoke furtively.

Jiang Lin was a little surprised: "You...you saw it?"

"Can I not see it," the woman said helplessly, "Of course I was looking at you subconsciously when you walked over...and you are not far away from him and me."

"Don't worry, I respect privacy - I only saw you picking something out of his hand, but I didn't see clearly what it was!"

"If you don't want me to watch it, I won't watch it either."

Jiang Lin was surprised when she looked at the woman with gold-rimmed glasses.

"You're pretty awesome..."

"It's a joke, but I think you don't need to be too nervous. This is a mental hospital, not a school. It won't be a problem if you fall in love."

The woman with gold-rimmed glasses waved her hands.

Jiang Lin quickly denied it: "He and I just met... This is even the first time I've met him, probably."

"I understand, it's love at first sight."

The woman with gold-rimmed glasses said seriously.

Jiang Lin couldn't help but hold her forehead when she heard the other party's "read reply".

"That's not the case at all..."

"Anyway, I really need you to help me calm down."

Jiang Lin said, and the woman with gold-rimmed glasses nodded.

"No problem, friend!"

After receiving a response from the other party, Jiang Lin quietly squatted next to the wall, and using the body of the woman with gold-rimmed glasses as a shield, she secretly took out the small mini notebook hidden in her sleeve.

Then, Jiang Lin turned to the first page.

A sentence appeared on the blank paper.

"You're not in reality, this is a game!"