[Wen Shen is in charge of defense and attack × amnesia and straight ball reception]
After being ambushed and thrown down the mountain, Su Miaoan lost his memory. A lesson suddenly opened in his mind: "Goal: Jiang Fuxun, make him fall in love with you."
He did so. The smile is ugly, the soup is mushy, and the love words are like reading an obituary.
"Your clothes look really nice today, even though you wore the same one yesterday."
Everyone said that Su Miao'an fell silly, but Jiang Fuxun was the only one who didn't laugh at him.
Su Miao'an gradually discovered that Jiang Fu would be stunned when looking at the soup he had boiled. He would turn away and clasp his sleeves when listening to his stupid words of love. When he tucked him in at night, his fingers would stop between his eyebrows - it was very light, like touching something that had been lost and found for many years.
Later, he faked his death and escaped, fled to a village where no one even remembered the place name, changed his name, and became a teacher. He thought that this would cover up all the past things.
It wasn't until the year of the grain disaster that officials and soldiers came to the village to provide disaster relief. The leader, wearing black uniform, stood at the entrance of the village and looked at him for a long time without making any mistakes on the spot. In the evening, he opened Su Miao'an's door and stood opposite him.
"Why are you running away?" Jiang Fuxun looked at him, "You lied to me about having a wife."
Su Miao'an did not raise his head: "What about you? You have ascended the throne, it's time to get married."
Jiang Fuxun was silent for a while, "I'm not married."
"I'm not married yet. I'll spend my whole life with you slowly.",
Intention: Love has nothing to do with deliberate performance, the true heart will be recognized by others
