The red candle burned brightly on the table.
When I opened my eyes, my mind was filled with the aftertaste of the explosion in the laboratory. The numbness from the high-voltage electric shock still lingered on my fingertips, but a strong scent of sandalwood filled my nose.
This doesn't taste right.
There should be no sandalwood in the laboratory. I struggled to sit up, and the scene I saw made my pupils shrink.
Bright red curtains hang on all sides, brocade quilts embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water are spread all over the bed, dragons and phoenixes are placed on the table, and happy words as big as the mouth of a bowl are posted on the wall. I lowered my head and looked at myself. I saw a bright red wedding dress with many layers, and the gold thread on the neckline was exquisitely embroidered.
"Miss, are you awake?" A girl who looked like a maid came over, her face full of worry, "You have been unconscious for a while just now. I almost went to call the doctor."
I stared at the cross-neck skirt on her body, and thousands of fragments were rushing through my mind.
