Jincheng's two most powerful families are the Shi family in the south and the Huo family in the west.
Everyone in Jincheng knows that the Shi family's young master, Shi Zheng, and the Huo family's eldest son, Huo Lin, can't stand each other. They never miss a chance to pick a fight.
They clash like fire and water whenever they meet.
To help Shi Zheng get even, a friend secretly wrote a fanfic about the two of them. In it, Huo Lin fell in love with Shi Zheng at first sight and became a lovesick servant, worshiping him so devotedly that he even lavished attention on Shi Zheng's slender, fair toes.
Shi Zheng found it distasteful, but couldn't stop reading.
The thought of the haughty Huo family's young master groveling at his feet thrilled Shi Zheng, so he urged his friend to write faster. But in the next chapter, he and Huo Lin got married.
Shi Zheng had been under heavy pressure from his family to marry, and the word "marriage" gave him a headache. He was shocked and baffled. "A lovesick servant is still a lovesick servant. Why should he get everything he wants? Who does he think he is?"
His friend pointed out that Huo Lin was also being pressured by his family to marry, and suggested that Shi Zheng could wed Huo Lin in a political marriage. Given how much they hated each other, they would surely treat each other with icy courtesy and stay out of each other's way.
At this, a lightbulb went off over Shi Zheng's head. It sounded like a good idea.
Through his friend's arrangements, Shi Zheng and Huo Lin met in private and quickly reached an agreement.
To protect their personal space, they signed a marriage contract, promising not to interfere in each other's private lives except when absolutely necessary.
But things didn't go as planned.
The day after the wedding, Shi Zheng got into a car accident. The fanfic his friend had written affected his memories, and he looked at Huo Lin as though he were a lovesick servant.
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Huo Lin was briefly surprised when Shi Zheng proposed a "contract marriage," but after weighing things up, he quickly agreed.
On the day they registered their marriage, his friends threw a party to celebrate his entry into the grave of marriage, teasing him that the Shi family's young master was a handful.
Huo Lin scoffed. "We're just getting what we want. If anyone wants to wait on someone, let them."
After all, the Huo family's young master wasn't cut out for that kind of grunt work.
But things didn't go as planned. The next day, he got a call from the hospital saying that Shi Zheng had lost his memory in a car accident and was waiting for him to come collect him.
Cursing under his breath, Huo Lin rushed to the hospital. He had a whole lecture ready for the troublesome Omega, but when he arrived, he saw Shi Zheng sitting alone on the hospital bed in an oversized gown, his little face pale and his eyes pitiful.
He was nothing like the spoiled, domineering young master he usually was.
Huo Lin swallowed the curses on the tip of his tongue and turned to ask the doctor what had happened.
The doctor thought the accident had caused Shi Zheng to lose his memory, leaving him with memories only of Huo Lin, his husband.
So hate runs deeper than love, huh?
He can't remember his own family, but he still remembers me.
Huo Lin was speechless for a moment. He returned to the room, saw Shi Zheng sitting quietly, and softened his tone. "The doctor said..."
"Why did you take so long to come?"
Sitting on the hospital bed, Shi Zheng cut him off.
"I had something to do. The company was..." Huo Lin paused, remembered something, and swallowed the rest. "Never mind. You wouldn't understand."
"Then come over here..."
Shi Zheng lifted his chin, looking haughty. "Get down on your knees and tell me slowly."
Huo Lin: "..."
You call this amnesia?
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A glimpse of their married life.
At a friend's birthday party, Huo Lin had barely taken a couple of sips before he stood up and announced he was going home.
It wasn't even nine yet. His friend stared at him in disbelief, but Huo Lin shrugged and said he had to buy roasted chestnuts from the old streets of Nancheng for Shi Zheng. If he went too late, the vendor would be closing up.
"That's not what you said back then!" his friend accused him. "You said whoever wanted to wait on the other could do it, because you weren't cut out for that kind of thing."
Huo Lin clicked his tongue, beaming. "I want to."
His friend: "..."
The story may be revised after it's posted.
Theme: Love each other well.