Dove Occupying Magpie's Nest

In front of the hospital bed, there was a man who called himself my husband. He was so perfect that he was suffocating, but he had a weird "13" tattooed on his wrist. On the bathroom mirror, the word "escape" appeared ferociously like blood and tears. In the mirror, my late husband Jiang Wen wetly warned: "It is eating my memory!" And I discovered to my horror: on the night of the car accident, the person in the driver's seat was actually me! The mysterious cornea hidden in the burnt diary is the only key, and the password engraved with "K" is the last hope. At this moment, my inhuman "perfect husband" is holding my hand...