One day I woke up in a hospital bed with no memories. After being discharged from the hospital, I went to a concert with my friends and met a man who claimed to be my husband! What's going on here? How could I lose my memory? Was I really a married woman before I lost my memory? But I was only 18 years old at that time!
The guy forcefully left his phone number when we met him once. Later, he invaded my warm little home, occupied my cute little floor, wiped out all my delicious noodles, and drove away my possible boyfriend. But why did I still fall in love with this chauvinistic and white man without knowing it?
However, Amy kept warning me: stay away from him, stay away from him, otherwise I will get hurt!
Conception: