Do you dare to open this manual?
Being murdered the night before the college entrance examination, and being in a coma for a year; the person I should be the most familiar with feels the strangest to me; is my amnesia accidental, or is it a necessary price for the rise of my family?
I woke up from a year-long coma with no memory. But my family seemed to have expected it and were not surprised by my memory loss. The world that was supposed to help me recover was full of weirdness: my childhood sweetheart who actively helped me made me resist instinctively; my 17-year-old brother had conflicting emotions in his eyes that I couldn't understand. He seemed to want to tell me something and also want to hide something from me; and under the concerned eyes of my parents, there was an elusive alienation. What made me most uneasy was the psychiatrist who was always squinting and nominally helping me regain my memory - he seemed to be desperately trying to prevent me from remembering something. I began to suspect that that "accidental" murder and my lost memory might be the... Necessary price for my family's quiet rise?
Everyone told me when I woke up to "don't dig up that layer of dirt." Under the soil, there is a truth hidden.
——Jiang Qiuren
Purpose: Fortunately, she has already learned how to survive in toxic soil