The importance of cannon fodder

Chapter 1 Little Banana

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shines on the pure white curtains, a smell of disinfectant floats in the air, a snow-white room, a snow-white bed.

"Drip, drip, drip—"

The lips that should have been bloodless became more and more deep because of the bright color of the lipstick, the pale face lost its original expression, and the intact makeup could not resist the loss of vitality. She lay quietly on the bed, delicately The nose is still so erect, and the charm of the woman's stunning face can still be vaguely seen, but the scar on the forehead is a bit shocking.

A beautiful woman squatted in the corner of the emergency room, she was frantically scratching her hair, annoyed.

If you can see her, you will be amazed, the woman on the bed is almost the same as the woman squatting in the corner, with the same bright brown hair, the same petite upright nose, the same lovely red lips, the same face, The same beautiful clothes, even, the same wound.

"Ah, how can I be so stupid." She looked so distressed.

The doctors and nurses in white coats coming and going didn't notice the woman in the corner, they were concentrating on treating the wound on the girl's head on the bed.

The regular beeps turned into beeps, indicating that the curve on the instrument turned into a straight line, and the doctors stopped the rescue.

The chief surgeon shook his head and sighed, as if regretting the loss of the young girl's life, he couldn't bear to cover the vaguely beautiful woman's face with a layer of white cloth.

Seeing this, the woman squatting in the corner stopped annoyed and blamed herself. She jumped up in panic and ran to the bed excitedly, "I'm not dead yet, save me, how could I be dead?" The surgeon in charge said loudly.

The chief surgeon ignored her, took off his clothes with a heavy expression, and prepared to leave the operating room.

The woman stopped him, "Help me, save me, don't give up so quickly."

The surgeon in charge left the operating room straight away and passed through the woman.

"Stop shouting, you are dead." An old voice stopped her.

"Who? You just died." The woman was very angry, unwilling to believe this fact.

"I am indeed dead. I have been dead for several years." The phantom of the old man pierced through the wall, "Girl, your soul has come out, is it dead or something, the lonely soul and wild ghost have a long way to go, alas, the beauty died early .” The vain old ghost sighed, and then got in through the wall again.

she died?she died.

Ah, why is she so stupid, if she didn't wear those 10cm high heels, wouldn't she die in such a way that even a suicidal person would be ashamed to see her.

How did you die?Stepping on a banana peel and falling to death,,, is simply stupid.

Thinking of her Su Jiao's life, she read books all her life in a daze, and finally she was able to take off her braces, put on her invisibility, draw a beautiful outfit, and when she started to really live in nice clothes, her life ended like this .

God, are you playing with me?Su Jiao crouched in the corner and looked up at the sky in 360 degrees.

When Su Jiao was infinitely depressed, a cute baby voice suddenly sounded in her ears, "Master, master."

"Who are you calling?" Su Jiao was so disturbed by the noise, the voices were very close, but Su Jiao couldn't find the source of it?

"Master, look below."

Su Jiao looked down and saw a little yellow banana-like thing jumping around her feet.

Su Jiao was startled, what is this?
"Master Yin, woo woo woo, I miss you so much."

Unexpectedly, the banana attached to Su Jiao's feet, hugged her feet and started crying

　This article is written from a third perspective. The so-called third perspective, that is, the perspective of cannon fodder, is somewhat different from ordinary fast-traveling stories. The mirror feels that not all original heroines are named White Lotus, but those with White Lotus attributes will definitely be tortured miserably. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)