I'm Not Chen Mo

Chen Mo runs a strange pawn shop in Huaiyin Lane. It's not gold or silver, it's memories. Painful, embarrassing, want to forget - you bid, he takes. The master disappeared three years ago and the pawnshop was left to him. He guarded the shop, followed the rules, and guarded an orange cat named Lucky. His life was like a cup of cool tea. Until the woman in black pushed the door open and came in, remembering a memory of murder. The face in his memory was his own. He thought it was someone else's past. Later he discovered that was his future. A person who lives by pawning his memory has all his memories false. He thought he was Chen Mo. But this name was given to him by someone else.