Translator: Irene_ Editor: Perriemix
The college entrance exam was three days away. Iâve been awake for a week now.
This was all because Xiaomeiâs agreed to be my girlfriend on the condition that I enter the same university as her.
Shuo Men University.
A student would need an average of 629 points to be accepted.
This was her goal, and now, mine as well.
My average score was 550 but Iâve been improving tremendously over these past few days.
Iâm not sure how many cups of coffee Iâve taken but Iâve been without sleep for a week.
Iâve basically memorized the whole syllabus of language studies.
I constantly pushed myself and I am on the verge of exhaustion.
I picked up a class photograph from my table.
Fourth row, eighteen from the left.
Thatâs my Xiaomei.
Sheâs really beautiful.
Iâm all ready now and all thatâs needed was a restful sleep.
But I wasnât tired at all.
I slowly got up and walked toward my bed.
The moment I took a step, I experienced vertigo.
Everything turned black and I instantly lost my vision.
I couldnât feel my limbs.
My body leaned forward slightly and I lost balance.
I was fully conscious but I had no control over my limbs.
I collapsed forward onto the bed.
My head slammed heavily onto the spring mattress.
I wanted to scream for help but realized I had no voice.
I was definitely clear-headed, however.
Am I paralyzed?
That was my first thought.
Soon after, a second thought popped into my head. Whatâs going to happen to Xiaomei and I if I canât get into the university?
I had to recover.
I rationalized the situation. Was I dreaming? I had experienced something like this before in a dream.
I quickly dismissed the idea since my line of thought was too logical and clear.
All was black but I could still hear.
I was unable to move but I could feel someone pressing down on the bed.
Would everything be alright once I wake up from a sleep?
I sorted out my emotions and got rid of all negative thoughts.
I decided to assess the situation after a nap.
But I couldnât fall asleep.
Itâs been a week since I last slept, yet I simply couldnât fall asleep.
Is this sudden death? The thing that happened to those who spend nights gaming in an Internet cafe?
I realized I was no different from those gamers.
While they were busy playing, I was busy studying.
The phrase âdeath from overstudyingâ entered my mind.
I knew for sure that I was going to appear on the headlines the next day.
Just like that, I lay down for three hours until Mom came in to call me out for dinner.
She called my name repeatedly, flipping my body over.
Her shouts grew louder but I was unable to respond.
All I heard was my name.
She then tried strangling and slapping me.
It hurt so bad but I couldnât do anything.
She pried open my eyelids and light entered my field of vision.
However, I was unable to focus and couldnât get a clear glimpse of Momâs face.
I wasnât blind, just paralyzed and hence unable to open my eyes and see.
So, am I in a vegetative state?
Would I be okay when Iâm awake?
Aye, wait.
What am I to do if I canât wake up?
Two more days until the exam.
I felt my eyelids closing once again and I heard Mom calling for help over the phone.
Twenty minutes passed.
Dad brought a doctor over.
I was carried on a stretcher and sent to the hospital.
Inside the emergency room, I could hear the doctors whispering.
âEverything seems normal, whatâs the problem?â
âHeâs so young so it canât be a stroke. Letâs wait for the lab results.â
My eyelids were being pried open again and my view was illuminated by a flashlight.
âPupils unable to shrink. Braindead?â
âThis isnât uncommon. I heard from his mother that heâs been studying in his room for a long time. Could it be over exhaustion?â
âLetâs try resuscitating him first.â
âThereâs been a lack of bed space recently. Will his family accuse us of shirking responsibility if we transfer him to another hospital?â
My back turned cold. Am I a lost cause?
But there was nothing I could do. I was a pig waiting to be slaughtered.
I heard the door closing.
âWe can only try to cure him first. Put on the heart rate monitor. His breathing is regular. I have no idea whatâs wrong.â
I started to panic since even the doctors couldnât diagnose my issue.
âLook. His heart rate is increasing.â
âYeah, itâs past 130 now.â
âInject 1mg of Betaloc to reduce heart rate.â
I could feel a needle entering my vein.
A cold fluid spread throughout my body.
âItâs coming down.â
âStrange. Exceeding 130 bpm in a state of shock?â
âAlright, push him out when his heart rate stabilizes.â
âWait, wait. Itâs dropping too quickly.â
âWhat the? Whatâs going on?â
âDown to 63. Oh my god.â
âRemove defibrillator. Get the conductive gauze ready.â
âDown to 30. Prepare 0.1mg of adrenaline.â
âDefibrillator removed. Gauze in place.â
...
âOh my god, Iâm awake. Donât electrocute me!â I shouted.
I could see everything clearly.
âWhy are you shouting?â a girlâs voice sounded beside me.
I was lying in the middle of a vast grassland.
âYou... I... this..? Where am I?â I stammered.
âYour doorway, you fool. Are you playing with me?â she replied.
I turned my head.
It was Xiaomei, except that she actually had a whole lot of freckles all over her face.
And her skin was much darker.
âYou... you... you!â I shouted anxiously.
âWhat? Has your afternoon nap turned you silly?â Xiaomei laughed.
I looked at my hands. They were perfectly fine.
I stood up and surveyed my surroundings. Behind me was a cogon grass house.
âWhereâs this place?â I asked Xiaomei with my arms opened.
âShuozhou. Have you gone berserk or are you acting right now? Pretending to have lost your memory to avoid the exam this afternoon? Itâs not the first time youâre doing this. Donât think youâll be able to get away with it,â Xiaomei chided.
âI did. I studied so hard for you,â I insisted.
âAlright, have you mastered Swallowâs nest?â she questioned.
âWhat nest?â I asked in shock.
Xiaomei wrinkled her brows before taking a few steps forward and made two and a half rotations.
She then made four air kicks as if she was flying in mid-air.
My jaw dropped.
Upon landing, she continued, âThis is a perfect demonstration. Itâs such a basic move but can you do it? Father warned me not to hang out with fools.â
âWhat was that move called? The one where you fly here and there?â I asked with my mouth still wide open.