"嘶——头好疼啊！" 发烧时迷迷糊糊的，像是要把脑子掏出来扔了。厉声惨叫后，林小满感觉身上一轻，还闻到了泥土的腥气。

什么情况？她猛地睁开眼，刺眼的阳光晃得她赶紧眯了眯。好家伙，头顶是蔚蓝的天空，几朵白云飘得悠闲，身边是绿油油的麦苗，远处还有连绵起伏的山峦……

这是哪儿？

林小满挣扎着想坐起来，却发现自己穿着粗布麻衣，身上还沾满了泥点。这身打扮别说，还真是土得掉渣。她低头打量自己，原本白皙的小脸瘦得脱了形，嘴唇干裂，眼下还有淡淡的黑眼圈。

"嘶……" 又是一阵剧痛袭来，她忍不住再次倒吸冷气。

"醒了？"

一个清冷的声音在旁边响起。林小满循声望去，只见不远处站着个身影单薄的少年。他看起来也就十六七岁左右，穿着一身青色短衫，面容挺秀，眉眼间却带着几分清冷，像是生人勿近。

"你……你是谁？" 林小满虚弱地问道。

少年动了动嘴角，似乎是想说什么，但最终只是摇了摇头，转身快步离开了。

林小满懵了。这反应……难道自己失忆了？可记忆里最后好像是在医院，怎么就到这里来了？

她挣扎着坐起身， leaned against the ground, trying to make sense of the situation. The village around her was simple and rustic. Mud lanes crisscrossed, livestock wandered here and there, and the simple courtyard houses looked just like the ones in her memory. It was a poverty-stricken village, but somehow, she could feel a faint familiarity with it.

"Maybe I'm not hallucinating," she thought weakly, pressing her hand to her head. If this was a dream, why did it hurt so much?