Whenever I Mention Divorce, My Goofy Top Forgets Everything

Xia Qinghuai and Duan Xuanfei went from sworn enemies to lovers. Their relationship was passionate and tumultuous, but still couldn't withstand the seven-year itch. On the night of their tenth anniversary, after spending another long night alone, Xia Qinghuai had an absurd, ridiculous dream. He dreamed that Duan Xuanfei was the protagonist of a novel. After divorcing a boring cannon-fodder husband, he fell in love with his assistant. The cannon-fodder husband himself, Xia Qinghuai: ...? Wasn't that exactly what was happening to him?! Without hesitation, Xia Qinghuai sent out a divorce notice, then slapped the divorce papers down in front of Duan Xuanfei first thing the next morning. Duan Xuanfei was silent for a moment, then passed out without a word. When he woke up and saw the divorce papers in front of him, Duan Xuanfei's usually composed face was full of shock. How the hell could I possibly have married you! Xia Qinghuai: ... The doctor said that the other man had suffered such a shock that he'd developed intermittent amnesia. Whenever he was badly startled, he thought he was still in high school. Xia Qinghuai: ... What the hell was intermittent amnesia? He gave his possibly brain-damaged husband a thorough beating and scolded him for cheating during their marriage. Duan Xuanfei had no idea what the assistant even looked like, yet had taken a beating for no reason. Gritting his teeth, he said, "That's right, I like that kind of guy!" Xia Qinghuai gave a cold laugh and turned to leave. Facing his back, Duan Xuanfei tried to spout off and let his sworn enemy know that he was the one who wanted a divorce most. But before he could even open his mouth, his body had already dropped to one knee with a thud, clinging tightly to his sworn enemy's leg. Duan Xuanfei: ? This body... Why won't this body obey me! P.S.: - One-on-one romance, pure love between two first loves - In the blurb, the gong kneels due to a bodily reflex. There are no other supernatural elements, such as the will of the world A goofy, sweet little story. They break up because of a misunderstanding. Upcoming novels from the CP: - My Many Secret Identities Made Me a Savior by Zha Mao Miao Wei Ba. Open the face-editing app. Which savior persona should I create today? Upcoming novels by friends: - After Being Forced to Become a Feng Shui Master by Wei Mu Deng Huo. Life after being forced to become a modern-day fortune teller. - I Lost My Memory, Or So I Pretend by Bo He Bing Cha. After waking up, I find myself the wife of my love rival! - Domineering CEO O and His Canary A by Mu Jiu. An Alpha should live off someone else while acting like the boss! A plug for Mianmian's upcoming novel, After the Sickly, Pampered Crybaby Was Offered to the Evil God Cold, aloof, gloomy, tsundere god gong x sickly, pampered, weepy little sweetheart shou Yan Xiliang was born into a family of ghost hunters, but had no spiritual power and a frail body. His only extraordinary feature was his face. Then one day, his parents went missing. His relatives seized all the family property and pushed him into the family's forbidden grounds, intending to offer him as a living sacrifice to the evil god they worshipped. They said the evil god had a green face and fangs, stood three meters tall, and swallowed people whole. Yan Xiliang walked through the eerie white fog, crying as he went. He failed to notice a tripping hazard and fell into someone's arms. The person had long black hair and a bloodstained robe. He picked Yan Xiliang up, frowning. "Are you this time's sacrifice?" Yan Xiliang was so scared he hiccupped. "A ghost!!!" To stay alive, Yan Xiliang devoted himself to worshipping the god every day. His life became more comfortable with each passing day, but the god's gaze grew stranger and stranger, making him wonder if he'd finally been fattened up for the day he'd be "ready for slaughter." At last, one day, the god cornered him and said in a hard voice, "A sacrifice ought to act like one. Come to my room tonight, and I'll show you what to do." Yan Xiliang: ? After receiving offerings for a thousand years, Jin Junluo had never before been given a sacrifice as delicate and fragile as Yan Xiliang. A little harshness brought tears to his eyes, and the slightest squeeze made his skin turn red. He needed three meals a day, couldn't eat raw or cold food, got sick if he was too hot or too cold, and even a kiss lasting more than ten minutes could stop his heart. Jin Junluo: Why are humans so hard to take care of? (I'm done for.) When Yan Xiliang left the forbidden grounds, his vicious relatives were trembling in front of him, and the cold, ruthless black-haired god stood behind him. He grabbed the god's arm and pointed at the stunned crowd. "They're the ones who bullied me!" Vicious relatives: !!! How did the living sacrifice we sent in end up with the evil god?! Theme: In love, you have to learn to communicate honestly