Shen Xiu'er stared blankly at the ceiling, her mind a complete blank.
"Xiu'er, how are you? Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"
Suddenly, the anxious voice of her homeroom teacher came from beside her. Shen Xiu'er turned her head to see her teacher sitting by her bed with two large dark circles under her eyes.
"Teacher..."
The teacher sighed and said, "You just rest well in the hospital. I've already requested leave for you from the school. Today is Monday, so I'll go back to class. I'll come see you again this afternoon."
Seeing the teacher's exhausted expression, Shen Xiu'er's voice became a little choked. "Thank you, teacher."
The teacher shook her head and left, carrying her bag.
After the teacher left, something suddenly flashed in Shen Xiu'er's mind. She struggled to throw off the covers, got out of bed, and walked out of the ward.
"I want to be discharged."
***
After leaving the hospital, Shen Xiu'er hailed a taxi by the roadside and returned to the Shen residence.
Opening the large gate, Shen Xiu'er looked at the familiar courtyard before her, but felt something was missing.
That's right! The well!
Remembering what the person in her dream had said, Shen Xiu'er stumbled and ran to the backyard.
"Why did you run into the well?"
"I thought it was cool in the well, so I took a nap there. What's wrong?"
"Don't you have air conditioning at home?"
"Do I have air conditioning? I forgot."
Flashes of strange yet familiar scenes suddenly appeared in Shen Xiu'er's mind, causing her to have a splitting headache.
"Sis... Sis?"
Sister? That's right! She seemed to have a sister...
But... where was her sister?
Shen Xiu'er shook her head. When she reached the well, she saw a rope behind it. After thinking for a moment, she pulled the rope up and saw a small wooden box.
Opening the box, Shen Xiu'er looked at a jar of wine and a bank card inside and suddenly felt a pang in her chest.
She took the wine jar out of the wooden box, and a piece of paper suddenly floated to the ground.
Seeing this, Shen Xiu'er bent down to pick up the paper. She looked at it and recognized the familiar handwriting.
"Live well."
"Tap—tap—"
Looking at the content on the paper, Shen Xiu'er's tears fell uncontrollably, dripping onto the paper.
"Sis... didn't you say you'd always be with me?"
Ming Li: "......" When did she ever say that?
Shen Xiu'er looked at the courtyard, at the wine jar in her arms, and remembered everything.
Now, this huge courtyard was truly left with only her...
Thinking of this, a wave of sadness spread through Shen Xiu'er's heart.
***
Time flew by, and ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
Shen Xiu'er became a renowned writer, crafting fantastical stories...
Later, she got married. She married Jiang Jing Shen, her homeroom teacher from high school. They loved each other dearly, and later, they had a lovely child...
"Mom, do you think there are ghosts in this world?"
In the room, a little girl looked out the window and asked with curiosity.
The woman, who was combing the little girl's hair, paused for a moment. After a while, she said gently, "If you think there are, then there are. If you think there aren't, then there aren't..."