[It's just a short story, not much idea, don't read if you don't like it]
She wakes up during the day with new memories in her head.
As she slept lightly at night, she noticed that the walls seemed to be moving.
She was eating in a familiar canteen, but suddenly she felt as if someone was beside her before.
But obviously in my memory, she will always be alone!
(Reading this article again after half a year, I can only say that it has expressed everything that needs to be expressed, and there is nothing that can be modified at all. It is pure vernacular!)
Purpose: The so-called fate is to always go to the same ending
