When Gu Siheng woke up, his memory stopped at the age of twenty-four.
The nurse said he was thirty-one years old and married. He took this as a joke - until the woman who claimed to be his wife pushed open the ward door.
He looked at her coldly: "Who are you?"
That was Lin Zhaoxi, his wife of seven years and three years of marriage. Now, she was the most complete stranger in his memory.
After being discharged from the hospital, Gu Siheng moved back to the home full of wedding photos. Every sweet photo on the wall confused him - if he really loved her, why would he have a signed divorce agreement in his arms on the day of the accident?
And how should he explain the inexplicable pain in his heart when he saw her holding back tears while preparing him a recovery meal?
Everyone said they were deeply in love. No one can tell him what kind of secrets are hidden between that agreement and this oblivion.
He doesn't remember her. But he fell in love with her again.
