After Losing My Memory, My Beloved Was Stolen Away by Force

[The synopsis is still being revised, but the title says it all]

In the third year of their marriage, Noah fell into a coma after a car accident and lost his memory.

When he woke up, he had the most beautiful husband in the world.

But in his memories, his husband's handsome face was spattered with blood, which he slowly wiped away with one finger.

Wearing his usual gentle smile, he said softly, "My love, don't cry."

"I killed your father for you."

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His husband, Carter Hughes, was a Starfleet general.

His blue eyes were called "the sea that loves best" by the Interstellar Federation. Anyone who looked into them would drown.

Those eyes gazed only at Noah.

During a live news broadcast, under the glare of the lights, Carter took Noah's hand and kissed his fingers.

With everyone watching, the beautiful general lowered his eyelids, then looked up at his lover with his blue eyes fixed straight on him.

The whispered endearment that slipped from his full, rosy lips was heard by Noah alone.

"My love."

Noah couldn't pull his hand away. His face turned completely red.

A perfect marriage and a beautiful husband seemed to belong to Noah forever.

Until one day, fragments of his memories returned.

His husband Carter came home carrying a severed head.

The head's eyes were half-closed, its expression peaceful, with blood pouring down from it.

In his memory, Noah screamed.

In reality, Noah screamed too.

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After years of planning, Carter Hughes had finally won the Empire's most precious jewel: Noah.

So he would never allow his beautiful, crowned jewel to leave him.

Not even if he signed the death warrant of Noah's first love, not even if he killed Noah's father,

not even if Noah regained his memories and threatened to kill himself with a knife,

Carter still would not let him go.

He took off his tie and unbuttoned the third button of his shirt.

Carter gripped the blade tightly and held it against his exposed chest.

"I'd rather die than lose you."

The man wrapped his hand around the boy's trembling one and willingly drove the blade into his own heart.

His full, rosy lips uttered the same intimate endearment that sounded like a curse.

"My love."

1. Synopsis posted on March 17, 2025, and revised on March 18. Screenshot saved on Weibo.

Theme: Love is one in ten thousand.