Kissed on a Winter Night, Come Spring

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Sharp-tongued but soft-hearted sweetheart × devoted, obsessive control freak

Lin Fan has lost his memory.

But his life is more or less the same as usual.

Except now he has two new mysteries he can't solve.

One is the hideous, twisted scar covering his arm;

the other is Su Si'ang, standing right in front of him, insisting that he's Lin Fan's boyfriend.

Everyone refuses to talk about where the scar came from, and Lin Fan resists the idea that Su Si'ang is his boyfriend with all his might.

Anyone would struggle to wake up one day and find out they're gay.

Fortunately, Su Si'ang is gentle and obedient, never contradicting him in the slightest.

Taking advantage of his indulgence, Lin Fan starts making increasingly unreasonable demands.

"This is my home! Don't you have your own place? Get out!"

"Don't come into my bedroom without permission! You're sleeping on the couch!"

"I want this for breakfast, and that for lunch!"

"Take me to work!"

"Take me to the studio!"

Su Si'ang is like a machine that only knows how to follow orders. He never shows the slightest displeasure, and even when Lin Fan goes too far, all he does is call him "Fan Fan" with loving exasperation.

Lin Fan loves this uniquely considerate treatment. Little by little, he lets down his guard, occasionally giving Su Si'ang a small "reward."

After all, no one had ever been so accommodating or kind to him. Su Si'ang fills the void left by years without tenderness or affection.

Secretly, Lin Fan hopes this peaceful, comfortable life will last forever.

But things don't always go as we wish. Suddenly, all his lost memories come flooding back.

He discovers that Su Si'ang isn't his boyfriend at all.

Reader's Guide:

1. One-on-one romance, both leads' first and only, happy ending

2. Everyday life; both characters have issues

3. Don't scrutinize the professional and career details too closely

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