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I once thought that using the most cutting-edge technology to delete painful memories would be a shortcut to a new life. I succeeded. I forgot about the man named Chen Ke and all the bad things between us. It wasn't until the day of the divorce that I discovered that he was not only my ex-husband, but also the ace doctor in the amnesia clinic who personally performed every deletion on me. He took the agreement I signed voluntarily and told me with cold eyes: "Every time you choose to forget, I executed it myself." And when I followed the gaps between lies and lies, trying to piece together the erased truth, an even more terrifying fact surfaced-- Behind the car accident that took away our child's life was a sin that even he could not bear. He asked me to forget, not to save me, But to cover up, he himself was the source of the tragedy. Memories can be deleted, but love and sin will never be forgotten.