Xu Nanzhi and Zhou Yanchuan had their worst fight in seven years. With red eyes, she deleted and blocked his number, thinking, If only we'd never met.
The next day, a strange man unlocked her front door with a key. She raised a vase, and he pulled out his phone. They asked at the same time, "Who are you?"
They had both forgotten each other.
But there were seven years of photos together on the wall, medical records for the dog they'd raised together in a drawer, and an order on her phone to move house together in thirty days. Everyone remembered that they had been in love, and everyone was in a hurry to tell them why their relationship had to end.
Xu Nanzhi didn't trust anyone. She only wanted to know whether, without seven years of memories, habits, and debts between them, they would choose each other again.
