He Zhihezhi was an ordinary citizen who'd lost her memory after cracking her head open. After a string of chaotic events, she finally got her memory back. The moment she opened her eyes, she drew a sharp breath, realizing she'd made a colossal mess.
The disasters included, but weren't limited to: wrecking the beloved Porsche of a silver-haired man in a black trench coat, toying with the feelings of a blond, dark-skinned male escort, feeling up the mustache of a refined police officer from Nagano Prefecture, and getting two FBI agents arrested...
Maybe her head, which had only just healed, was about to get cracked open again?
After all, she wasn't even the same character anymore!
[Don't bully an old man with a white beard, but don't look down on a poor young man!] He Zhihezhi cried out after aunts and grannies pushed her out of the supermarket's discount vegetable section.
She made her way through a crowd of people who'd bought fishing line, hardware tools, gloves, raincoats, two kinds of cleaning products, and heaps of packing tape. Ignoring the furtive, tense-looking passersby around her, He Zhi made it home safely. After dinner, she grabbed some toilet paper in the bathroom and got to work.
Remembering the auntie who'd shoved her out of the vegetable section, little He started crying tears of humiliation and let out the same heartfelt cry as any Beika resident: I can't forgive her!
P.S. This is a silly comedy. Please leave your brain in Dave's garden before reading.
Core theme: Take life seriously, work hard, and stay strong enough to keep living.
