The gloomy, possessive young master Shen Que × the overworked, transmigrated-into-a-book comedy girl Jiang Zhi
"Campus youth + mutual salvation + forced love + captivity play + HE"
The day Shen Que lost his memory, the System in my head finally chimed.
“Ding! The target’s memory has been erased. The conditions for the ultimate mission, a peaceful breakup, have now been met!”
“Please maintain your devoted persona, Host. Stay by the target’s side until he is discharged, and you will receive the final reward!”
So I brought him his medicine, tears welling in my eyes. “Young Master, you really don’t remember me?”
Shen Que lay in his hospital bed, his gaze as distant as if he were looking at a rag. “Are you and I the kind of people who need to remember each other?”
I sniffled and clung to his leg. “I’ve been with you since we were little! How could you... How could you do this to me, waaaaaah!”
Later, to complete my mission, I moved on to my next target.
So when the school bully pinned me against a wall and confessed his feelings, I closed my eyes.
“...You broke up with me just for this little fox?”
Shen Que’s hoarse, icy voice came from behind me.
