When the Fragments Are Put Back into Place

Lin Mo thought that getting the admission notice from an ordinary public university would be the last piece of the puzzle in his life. He thought he had finally emerged from the quagmire full of engine oil smell and noise, and could become an obedient, honest, and decent adult. Until that rainy day, he lost his balance in the crowd in order to attend an appointment that he couldn't even think of. When he woke up, he was lying on the bed in the intensive care unit. His body was mutilated, but his consciousness was like a piece of a puzzle that had been forcibly peeled off, floating in the air. His mother was crying, regretting that she had not been able to stop him. The father was smoking, silently accepting this "reckless" ending. His memory is a blank ruin. A voice suddenly sounded in my mind. That voice carried the unruliness and scorn of a young man, like an echo dug out from the depths of the ruins of his memory, but it deliberately concealed his name. "Do you regret it?" Lin Mo couldn't see him, but he knew that it was an echo of the "past". A past he has no memory of. This is not time travel, but a cruel self-confrontation. Now, he can only face the "other self" who was once willful and crazy but now keeps secrets from him through the switch of consciousness. When Lin Mo, a "dumb and innocent" college student, met the afterimage of a "willful and crazy" secondary vocational student, two completely different lives collided fiercely deep in the consciousness. It turned out that only when all the fragments were put into place could he see clearly how he had lost himself step by step.