After My Brooding Boyfriend Lost His Memory

Xie Qinghuai loses his memory after a car accident.

Fresh out of the hospital, he meets his ideal type: she looks aloof and beautiful, but is actually a little spacey. When she looks at him, her eyes are wide open.

So cute...

His ideal type is a little-known actress, with no agent. She carries her own bag around to find work, lives in a shabby old rental, and even apologizes foolishly when her landlord gives her a hard time.

Xie Qinghuai moves in next door so nobody else can bully her.

His ideal type is far too guarded. She won't accept food, won't let him help when her appliances break, and refuses to leave even when the power goes out.

Xie Qinghuai plays the good neighbor for a week, but he's starting to run out of patience.

He politely knocks on the bedroom window of his ideal type. “Can I come in?”

There's a suitcase at her feet. When she sees him, she doesn't panic. She asks softly, “Bring your luggage this time. I don't want to wear your shirts anymore.”

[Female Lead's Perspective]

Jian Xueqing met her boyfriend while they were both working as extras. Her boyfriend loves her very much, but he's a little too controlling and easily loses his temper. Every day, he's getting into fights with people.

If they insulted her, he'd give them a couple of slaps. If they hit her, he'd unleash the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms.

As she rubbed her boyfriend's hands, Jian Xueqing thought that they were pretty happy together.

Later, her career finally took off. She became a featured extra with three lines. But when she excitedly came home with fried chicken, her boyfriend stood at the door looking unhappy and said, “You talked to that guy today.”

Jian Xueqing was delighted. “Yeah, I had three lines!”

Her boyfriend: “You're happy about that?”

Jian Xueqing: “Mm-hmm!”

Then her boyfriend locked her up.

This was ridiculous. Jian Xueqing couldn't make sense of it at all.

In the first month, she thought staying home was pretty nice. Her little servant took very good care of her.

In the second month, looking at the eight-yuan oranges in her hand, she started worrying that her little servant was running out of money.

In the third month, afraid her little servant was pretending to be rich and taking out loans to play kidnapper, she began thinking about how to escape.

The day she got out, she happened to run into her boyfriend, who'd just left the hospital.

Are debt collectors really this brazen?

Her boyfriend said, “Hi, can I get your contact information?”

Jian Xueqing was horrified.

So borrowing money really can give people amnesia!

[Male Lead's Perspective]

After they got together, Jian Xueqing told Xie Qinghuai that they were both broke nobodies who made money as extras.

The household budget was already in the red, and they had to go out and work.

Xie Qinghuai spent the whole night eating shredded squid and thinking it over, but in the end, he refused his wife's suggestion.

A real man should work eight jobs a day to support his wife.

Just as Xie Qinghuai was working himself to the bone and had finally saved enough money to start a business, ready to make it big, a buzz-cut man in a suit showed up and asked if he'd had enough fun and when he was going back to the company.

Xie Qinghuai: “?”

He returned home questioning his life and looked at his wife, who was eating an orange. “I think I've saved up enough to pay for you to get cast in a production.”

Jian Xueqing chewed and chewed. “Did your rich father finally find you?”

Xie Qinghuai: “Yeah.”

Jian Xueqing: “?”

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