她的眼皮似被无形的重物沉沉压着，每一次的抬起都像是在与困倦和疲惫做着艰难的拔河。眼眸在努力撑开的瞬间，带出一丝滞涩的酸痛，眼白上布满了细密的血丝，犹如一张杂乱交织的网。
那原本明亮灵动的眸子，此刻像是蒙了一层灰暗的纱，失去了往日的光彩，只剩下深深的倦怠与无力。她缓缓地转动眼珠，像是在黏稠的液体中艰难移动，终于与他们的目光交汇在了一起。那一瞬间，她的眼神里闪过一丝短暂的清醒，像是被这交汇的目光轻轻刺痛，却又很快被无尽的疲惫所淹没。在看向他的眼神中却透着一阵不可置信的诧异——是意识到自己得救的惊喜么？
正当他想解释些什么，女孩却率先开口了。
“ That's great... it's you. Cough, cough... I... I finally found you.（太好了……是你。咳、咳……·我……我终于找到你了……）”
“Do we... know each other?（我们……认识吗？）”他稍有不解。
少女像是抓住了救命稻草般：“Finally found you... great...（终于找到你了……太好了……）”
奥菲尔德先生松了口气，轻笑着。
“Mr. Fu, so you know each other. Not bad, it can also save some trouble.（傅先生，原来你们认识啊。不错，这样也能省些麻烦。）”
“No... I don't know her.（不……我不认识她。）”
奥菲尔德先生略显诧异。
“Eh? So... did she recognize the wrong person?（咦？那……难道是她认错人了？）”
“I don't know, but it's really the first time I've seen her.（不知道，可我真的是第一次见她……）”
“Finally found you, so we can go together...（终于找到你了，这样我们就可以一起去·……）”女孩说着，眼睛却渐渐合上，言语也逐渐模糊不清。
“There's still breath, it's probably just a temporary coma. Take her to my hospital.（还有气息，应该只是暂时昏迷了。把她带到我的医院吧。）”奥菲尔德先生探了探鼻息，舒了口气。
话音刚落，一道矫健的身影就纵身攀至墙顶，仍然在观察着周围。绑着红色长辫的少女满脸写着懊恼和不甘心。
“Lost it?（跟丢了？）”他头也没回。
“Yeah... he can sneak away quickly.（是啊……·算他溜得快。）”
“Why don't you go back and report the situation to them first? It's okay if we didn't catch anyone, at least we saved the person who was attacked.（你要不先回去给他们报告情况？没抓到人没关系，至少我们救下了遇袭的人。）”
“Shh... that's all we can do.（嘁…也只能这样了。）”
红发少女还是有些不服气。
翌日。
“She woke up and we also conducted a physical examination of her, and all the physical examination data showed no problems. .（她醒过来了，我们也对她的身体进行过检查，各项体检数据显示没有问题。）”奥菲尔德先生停顿了一下，“They tried to ask her some questions, but she didn't answer them. So the only possibility now is that she doesn't want to answer.（他们尝试问过她一些问题，可她都没回答。所以现在唯一的可能就是她不想回答。）”奥菲尔德先生摊手，“However, during her coma last night, she kept talking about a person's name, which should be a person's name, it's called... 'Xiaotan'.（不过在她昨晚昏迷期间一直在说一个人名，应该是人名，是叫……‘小昙’。）”
他探头看向病床上的粉发少女。
“I'll leave it to you.（交给你了。）”
奥菲尔德先生拍拍他的肩膀，便离开了病房。
少女眼神略显空洞，坐在病床上抬眸看向窗外的天空。
病房的门被推开。
“Hey?（哎？）”
听到声音的女孩缓缓抬起头，在与他视线相交的刹那——他确定那不是错觉，一点金色的火光在她幽暗的瞳中忽然亮起。
“Xiaotan...”
“Are you calling me?（你在叫我？）”
少女的眼神中的光似乎是消散了。
他温柔地走近，坐在床边的椅子上，尽量让自己的语气听起来更加平和与安心：“My name is Fu Chenyan, you can call me Mr. Fu.（我叫傅辰彦，你可以叫我傅先生。）”
少女笑笑：“Sikorandy Orno Bush（诗蔻兰蒂 奥尔诺 布什）”
……
“It seems that your data is incorrect.（看来你们数据出错了。）”傅辰彦笑呵呵地端着两杯咖啡进入奥菲尔德先生的办公室，坐到沙发上。“I communicated with her for a while, and from the situation, she seems to have incomplete amnesia.And it is highly likely to be permanent.（我和她交流了一小会儿，从情况来看她应该是不完全失忆。而且很有可能是永久性的。）”他递给奥菲尔德先生一杯后，抿了一小口，“Hot! And she seems to recognize me as the person named '□□ Tan'.（烫！而且她似乎把我认作了那个名叫‘小昙’的人了。）”
“Is that so?But her brain was not injured, how can this be explained?（原来是这样吗？但是她的脑部并没有受到创伤，这怎么解释？）”奥菲尔德先生陷入了沉思。
“Perhaps it was a strong external stimulus?（或许是受到了外部的强大刺激呢？）”一位警员小姐走进办公室，后面跟着昨晚那位红发少女，但她似乎并没注意到他。
“Um...”
“You guys talk first, I'll go see her later.（你们先聊，我再去看看她。）”
说着他便离开了办公室。
……
“So, Miss Scolanti, can you remember the person who attacked you last night?（那么，诗蔻兰蒂小姐，你能想起昨晚袭击你的那个人吗？）”
少女摇摇头。
“So, can you tell me who the "XiaoTan" you mentioned is?（那么，你能告诉我你口中的“小昙”是谁吗？）”
“……”，少女淡淡地看着他。
“Me?（我吗？）”
少女轻轻点头。
“XiaoTan.”
他正打算起身离开时，袖口被一股小小的力道扯住，他回过头，看到了诗蔻蒂那双不知何时盈满泪水的双眼。
“Are you okay?（你怎么了？）”