In the ward, the girl's pale face almost blended into the white sheets and walls.

She had lost all her hair and had an oxygen machine connected to her nose.

There are several books of fairy tales placed on the cabinet next to the bed. It can be seen at a glance that the books have been read countless times.

Suddenly, a white light flashed on the storybook, and a row of strange things appeared on the storybook out of thin air, including ornately decorated mirrors, red knitted hats, sparkling diamonds, silver wooden sticks...

The girl seemed to have noticed something. She looked at the cabinet and couldn't help but feel happy.

"Mom, sister, come and see!"

Unexpectedly, the hallucination she always thought was true, and her wish came true!

Are there really gods in the world?

Beside, my mother and sister were resting on the bed. After hearing this, they stood up in panic.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Mom, go call the doctor!"

The girl hurriedly said: "I'm fine, mom, look here!"

She raised her hand with difficulty and pointed at the items on the cabinet.

"This is the gift I leave to you, and it is also the strange experience I have in my dreams every day."

She gently ran her fingers over the row of souvenirs, and every time she touched one, the corresponding memory appeared in her mind.

It was the strange world she saw from Xue Yuke's perspective. Although it was somewhat different from what she had dreamed of, it made her feel real and alive.

"I really don't have that pain every day. I am very happy to have these stories with me. I don't have as much pain as you imagine. With you by my side, I am really happy. When I am no longer here, let Let them accompany you..."

The girl's voice became softer and softer. At the end of the sentence, her slender hands slipped and her eyelids fell heavy.

But her soul felt extremely relaxed at this moment, and she could even see a peaceful smile on her warm face.

Mom, sister, you must live a good life without me dragging you down...

"Baby, don't scare mommy. Are you sleepy? Then promise mommy that you'll wake up as soon as you sleep!"

"Oh, sister, I don't want them, I want you to tell me stories yourself!"

The machine made a steady sound, and my mother and sister burst into tears.

However, the girl could no longer hear it.

On the bedside lay her thick medical records.

Once upon a time, a girl was stalked and harassed by a strange man for a long time. No one could stop her even if she moved and called the police.

Later, the man became bold and dared to molest her.

Although the call to the police was effective this time, the man was not severely punished, and the girl suffered from severe depression.

The depression had not been cured, and then the girl was diagnosed with a terminal illness, which was caused by long-term depression.

In the short rest of her life, she actually found peace because of a terminal illness. Even those illnesses did not make the girl feel despair, but made her feel at ease.

Looking at the handfuls of hair falling out, she felt that with her ugly appearance, she would no longer be followed, molested, or even called a little vixen.

The girl really feels that death is nothing to be afraid of, and this is a relief for her.

The world is not a purgatory.

Those fairy tales resonated with them deep in her heart. No matter when, it seems that girls can never get real safety and peace.

I just hope that my sister can learn how to protect herself and face this ugly world from the memories carried by these souvenirs.

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At the moment the girl died, Xiao Hei felt extremely uncomfortable.

It has seen more suffering in the world than Xue Yuke, but for some reason, it felt a dull, sour feeling this time.

"Stone Danzi, why don't you punch me or kick me?"

Blood Jade: (¬_¬)

Xiao Hei held his chin and sat on the armrest of the throne: "I just don't know what's wrong. I suddenly feel so uncomfortable."

Of course Xue Yuke knew what was going on.

There seemed to be something sprouting in Xiao Hei's body.

And this kind of thing is called emotion that is unique to creatures with useful intelligence.

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