First of all, let me declare that this is a small inspiration of mine. There is no outline. I write it wherever I go. It is written for my own reading. Therefore, there may be certain logical errors. I don't like to make mistakes.
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The first time □□ woke up, she was in a private mental hospital. She had lost all her memory, and the pure white ward with no trace of personal life could not help her deduce her situation. Her only clue was a black letter on the bedside table, with the words "□□, please die again" written in white on it.
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Wearing a blood-stained hospital gown, she appeared at the bulletproof concert as if in a dream. She stumbled towards the stage, full of secrets and confusion. Thousands of people cheered, and the young man on the stage was dazzling, exuding fatal charm. She was out of place and seemed to be invisible. No one noticed her. Only the young man who was as gorgeous as a flower noticed this strange girl, but for the sake of the stage, she climbed up without making any noise. At that moment on the stage, it was as if the spell was lifted and she appeared in front of everyone. Her face was projected on the big screen, looking pale and weak as if she was going to die in the next second. Fans were shocked and whispered, and they were talking a lot. The teenagers on the stage also stopped the performance and wanted to comfort the girl. She took away the microphone, as if controlled by something, and declared tremblingly: "Everyone, the game begins, please die again." As soon as the words fell, everything fell asleep.
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—Do you still remember your name?
—Sorry, I have died so many times that I have forgotten who I am.
-Then die again, and remember it next time. Your name is the shortest curse in the world. Call me and I will redeem you.
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Incomparably second grade, a work of nonsense, the cp has not yet been determined, buying stocks in Shura Field, it all depends on inspiration, it is bound to be a pitfall.
Intention: Written for myself