The Night My Lies Were Exposed, My Uncle Locked Me in the Bedroom

Shen Cong had lost his memory. When he opened his eyes in the hospital bed, his handsome nephew, who wasn’t related to him by blood, was crying and clutching his hand, calling him “husband.” Shen Cong frowned. “What are you calling me that for? I’m your uncle.” With tears in his eyes, Wen Qingshu pulled out a marriage certificate. “Uncle, we really are married. Look for yourself.” Shen Cong stared at the certificate, his temples throbbing. He didn’t know whether to accept reality or wonder why anyone would carry their marriage certificate around. “Just keep calling me Uncle. What exactly is going on?” Wen Qingshu put the certificate away. “Uncle, we’ve been married for a year. You got into a car accident yesterday, and the doctor said you lost your memory.” Shen Cong fell silent. He couldn’t understand how he had woken up married to his own nephew. “Do we have a child?” Wen Qingshu shook his head. “No...” Shen Cong was baffled. “We’ve been married for a year. Why don’t we have a child?” Wen Qingshu lied without batting an eye. “Because you can’t perform.” Even with his memory gone, Shen Cong was confident in his abilities. “Impossible.” Wen Qingshu shrugged. “Then why do you think we don’t have a child?” Shen Cong’s expression darkened. Wen Qingshu immediately put on a sympathetic look. “It’s okay, Uncle. Even if you can’t perform, I still love you.” [Reader’s guide] ABO, melodramatic and cliche, with a sweet-and-angsty tone. Updated daily, so feel free to ask for more (please)! This is purely the author’s personal idea.