My Wife Doesn't Recognize Me

Wei Qing suffers from severe prosopagnosia, and he cannot judge the identity of the other person by his appearance. This is a secret that Wei Qing, who was able to enter this private high school with his grades, must keep. Fortunately, he was careful enough to identify his teachers and classmates by their voices and features, and no one ever found out. He Rao was a well-known boy from a rich family. He was unruly and wanton. What he disliked the most was Wei Qing, a good student in the eyes of his teacher. He obviously had no support, but he didn't take anyone seriously and always had that indifferent expression. One day, he will tear off Wei Qing's mask and see what kind of face he has under this beautiful skin, He Rao thought harshly. In the bar, He Rao was drinking at a booth. His friend waved to the bartender. The man was wearing a vest uniform and holding a tray steadily. He was extremely conspicuous under the dim light, attracting vague glances from nearby. Compared with the discipline committee members who wear school uniforms and red armbands during the day, they are completely different. But what surprised He Rao was that Wei Qing didn't seem to recognize him at all. "Sir, we are out of dry martinis. Can I change them to whiskey for you?" There was a lot of noise all around, and Wei Qing was afraid that the guests wouldn't hear, so he had to get closer to them and increase the volume. The warm gas flicked on He Rao's face. He lowered his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. The other person's eyes were clear and calm, and it seemed that he really only regarded him as an ordinary guest. He Rao was thoughtful, and suddenly reached out and pinched Wei Qing's chin, and gently raised his face. Wei slightly stiffened, clenched the tray in his hand, and resisted struggling. A smile slowly appeared in He Rao's eyes, Look, he seems to have discovered a great little secret. Intention: A blessing in disguise