Gaining A Husband After a Memory Loss

The international passenger plane slid into the airport, and passengers with different skin tones walked out of the covered bridges. The person walking in the front had a pure oriental face, red lips and white teeth, and watery black eyes, which made people wonder what kind of China with beautiful Zhongling and Yuxiu was born. Teenagers here.

Light blue jeans wrap a pair of straight long legs, and you can walk a step longer than others.

The airport is the initial business card of a city. There are huge advertising screens on the walls on both sides, and the scenic spots are printed one by one.

The journey is hurried, and few people stop.

Shang Jing casually ignored the pictures and texts until an advertisement spanning two floors in the exit hall blocked his gaze.

The light screen is at least six meters high, perfectly showing the spokesperson's handsome eyebrows and tall and straight figure, every inch is pleasing to the eye - whether it is the suitcase in his hand, the expensive watch on his wrist, and the windbreaker with every fold just right, Or a bird's-eye view of the entire city behind him... The scenery and prosperity all match this handsome man.

He Jiang, a well-known movie star and an image ambassador for first-tier cities. In front of him, a line of vigorous and unrestrained white brush writing - Welcome to S City, China.

Shang Jing looked against the flow of people, his fingers holding the handle of the suitcase clenched as if they were scalded.

The world turned into a phantom, only one shadow sharpened from the vague memory, and finally affixed to the man in the advertisement.

…

"A major traffic accident occurred on Wenqing Road. A blue car crashed into the sidewalk. Twenty-nine people were injured at the scene. The injured have been transferred to the First People's Hospital and the Second People's Hospital for treatment..."

The emergency room of the hospital was full of the wounded, the cries of adults and children alternated, and family members kept rushing in to look for people.

When Shang Jing opened his eyes, he felt dizzy, and subconsciously reached out and rubbed his head, but he felt a thick circle of gauze.

The other injured were surrounded by family members or doctors, which seemed to be a lot deserted here.

Realizing that he was awake, a nurse walked up to him quickly: "How do you feel?"

Shang Jing blinked slowly, his mind was blank, and it took a long while to find the language: "I seem to..."

"Amnesia."

five minutes later.

"As soon as 120 is delivered, we will do a brain imaging examination for you. If you have a mild concussion, you can wake up naturally with a simple bandage. It stands to reason that you will not lose your memory." , "It may be a psychological factor trauma disorder, or it may be other undiscovered problems."

Shang Jing asked obediently, "Then what else do I need to check?"

Doctor: "Our hospital has done everything... I tend to observe it for a few days. If the psychological treatment fails to recover, I recommend you go to-"

The doctor wrote on a piece of paper a specialized brain rehabilitation facility, "The cost is relatively high, so you need to be mentally prepared."

Shang Jing opened his mouth, he didn't know if he had money or not.

Should be... not poor?

The nurse looked at him with sympathy: "The driver who caused the accident was drunk and the insurance company has limited compensation."

Shang Jing was stunned, and his mind echoed the doctor's statement of a seven-digit rehabilitation institution, while the nurse said, "The driver who caused the accident has a normal family, and there are many people who have suffered more serious injuries than you. It's hard enough to pay others, like Don't even think about the mysterious cost of amnesia recovery."

In short, be prepared to spend millions at your own expense for amnesia treatment.

Shang Jing sat back on the bed, and the nurse brought him his personal bag, which was kept by the hospital until he was awake.

He opened the bag and saw his wallet, which contained an ID card, a card, dozens of dollars, and in addition, a cell phone that was turned off without power.

Mobile phones... The life of modern people is inseparable from mobile phones, and a mobile phone can almost reflect a person's entire life.

Shang Jing couldn't wait to borrow the power bank of the uncle next door to charge the phone, and then looked down for shoes.

His shoes were stained with blood from someone, and they were dark red, so they definitely couldn't be worn.

The uncle was also a victim of a car accident, with a slight fracture of his calf. Two daughters and a son have come here in a while, and he has bought a lot of nursing supplies.

"Why doesn't the young man have any family members here?" The uncle leaned on the pillow, the fracture did not affect his voice like a bell.

Shang Jing smiled at him: "I haven't contacted you yet."

The uncle took out a pair of large slippers in the plastic bag and threw them beside Shang Jing's bed: "I'll lend you to wear them first."

"Thank you uncle."

Shang Jing stepped on his slippers and wandered around the hospital. He finally found an ATM and inserted his card in anticipation.

"Please enter your password."

Business View: "…"

He took out his ID card, struggled to enter the last six digits, the password was wrong, and then tried to enter today's date, the password was wrong.

Before the card was locked, six numbers suddenly appeared in Shang Jing's mind, and he pressed them down one by one religiously.

Password is correct!

After five seconds, he was silent on the balance.

500.00 yuan.

Not much, not much.

Solved the case, I'm a poor man.

Shang Jing put the card back in his pocket, and suddenly felt something like paper money in the palm of his hand. He was overjoyed and quickly took it out.

Outside is a factory recruitment flyer, dismantled, inside is a part-time tutor flyer...

So, he doesn't even have a formal job?

Shang Jing's head hurts. He wants to throw the flyer in the trash can. After thinking about it, he folded it and put it in his trousers pocket.

He probably really needs a part-time job.

There is a vague impression of Shangjing. It seems that now everyone likes to store money in mobile payment software, and the lack of money in bank cards may only be an appearance.

He has high expectations for the phone.

power on.

There is no lock screen password set.

So casual? The business scene intuition is about to suffer.

The mobile page is clean, no games, no mobile banking, no shopping software, only basic functions and a WeChat.

WeChat wallet also has no money.

As long as WeChat has two yuan, who can not set a lock screen password!

Shangjing burst into tears and opened the few apps on the desktop one by one.

Album, only landscape photos.

Music, no.

WeChat, without any live chat records, are all public account robots.

What is this minimalist lifestyle?

Shang Jing sighed and opened the address book, but it was blank again.

Wait...seems like there is a contact!

[husband]

Very good!

He has a husband!

etc…

husband? ? ?

Bang - the phone fell to the ground, and Shang Jing looked down at the phone.

It didn't break, and the two big characters [husband] appeared in the address book before the screen was turned off.

The ID card shows that he is 21 years old, young... Married at an early age?

Also...with a man?

Does he like men? ! He's not straight anymore!

Shang Jing's head was about to explode. At that moment, he imagined countless possibilities, but he still felt unbelievable. Amnesia was not a big change in his temperament. He thought he would not get married so early. .

It would be rude to call and ask unless there is other evidence.

Shang Jing nervously opened the last app that he didn't visit—Notes.

Shang Jing didn't have any hope in his heart. "He" lived a minimalist life. He didn't keep a record of WeChat text messages, and it didn't seem like he liked to write.

Unexpectedly, the notepad actually set a password.

Shang Jing's eyes lit up with hope, trying to enter the card password... the password is correct!

Scrolling down the notes, the titles are all dates. From top to bottom, the dates are getting newer and more organized.

Shang Jing was inexplicably nervous.

He has nothing and knows nothing now. These sticky notes will be the text symbols condensed by him in the past 21 years, and his personal history. Whether he is good or bad, optimistic or pessimistic, whether he has relatives or friends, will all be revealed by these diaries.

The amnesia was so complete that he even felt ashamed of spying on other people's lives. He twisted his fingers before opening one of them at will.

Shang Jing took a deep breath and glanced over.

The first sentence made him choked.

[My husband is very suitable for wearing a suit for commercials, and I want to take off his belt (〃ω〃)]

Shang Jing's face seemed to be slapped by the belt, and it was hot.

Are you actually a charming wife?

Can a normal man call out these words of her husband? Pooh!

He looked left and right like a thief, and found that everyone was caring about the injured, and no one saw the shameful diary on his mobile phone, so he curled up his legs, shrank to the corner of the hospital bed, and showed a calm expression. With a calm demeanor, he clicked on the one with the most recent date.

I used to be young and frivolous, and the husband I called could not be taken seriously. This article was written three days ago, and it is closer to my current self.

Oh, maybe she's already divorced.

[My husband has not been home for two months after joining the group, I miss him so much π_π

The last time I shouldn't quarreled, my husband finally took a month off. He didn't say a word to me, and just threw the cooked food into the trash can.

I'm really trying to learn how to cook. Whenever my husband wants to take a bite of my cooking, just one bite will be fine.

If I don't see my husband, I'm going to die. 】

Small scene, don't panic.

Shang Jing's fingers trembled and opened the next article.

[Am I a pig, why did I quarrel with my husband, now he ignores me (˙_˙)

When my husband said that wearing shorts is immoral, I should know that I can't change his mind, why should I argue with him...

Throw away the shorts today.

I wanted to apologize to my husband, but my husband said that he couldn't contact him during his work. It would be bad if Aunt Lin saw him.

Hidden marriage is really a sweet burden, I will write here today, and I have to go to a milk tea shop for a part-time job.

My husband said that he admires people who are financially independent the most and will not give them to me. I will try my best to earn a small amount of money to buy birthday gifts for my husband.

By the way, there is no shower gel at home, so I have to buy two bottles.

I love you, (づ￣3￣)づ╭??～He Jiang]

Everyday is laundry, cooking, mopping, part-time jobs…

And his husband, He Jiang, either attacked him verbally or acted coldly and violently for months.

Every two diaries, "he" would accuse He Jiang of having an affair with a female star, and that her manager, Aunt Lin, was doing her own thing, and the schedule was too full, so they were not allowed to meet.

On the one hand, He Jiang is possessive and does not let him show his face to work, on the other hand, he appreciates financial independence, so he can only covertly work as a small laborer to subsidize the family, and never ask for money.

Even though the hidden marriage life is a feather in the ground, "he" in the diary is still happy and full of longing for marriage life.

hiss…

Shang Jing covered his chest with one hand, his lungs were about to explode, causing a sharp pain like tearing from the wound on his head that was just sutured.

The uncle next door urgently threw the quick-acting heart-saving pill: "Young man, do you need it?"

Business Jing is weak: "Thank you, it is very necessary."

He clenched the quick-acting heart-saving pills tightly and recited "please accept himself" ten times before reluctantly accepting his stupid past.

In the sticky note, there is a lot of effective information except for the sadness of spring and autumn. His "husband" He Jiang is supposed to be a celebrity. Currently, in his hidden marriage, he can only contact him unilaterally.

After each contact, He Jiang would supervise him to delete the record.

Really deliberately hidden marriage ah.

Business View opens the browser and searches for "He Jiang". He has to see what kind of fairy he has grown into to make him so determined.

The browser interface jumped, and next to the name of "He Jiang" in the encyclopedia, there was a photo of a suit on a white background. The blank space maximized the impact of He Jiangying's facial features.

In an instant, Shang Jing's heart beat faster than expected.

It's very familiar, it's the kind of destiny that is familiar to only one of the thousands of faces.

When he saw He Jiang's birthday on Encyclopedia, Shang Jing was completely desperate for himself.

The only password he remembered turned out to be composed of He Jiang's birthday.

"I may really be a superficial dog.

At this point, Shang Jing finally stopped struggling. He believed that He Jiang was really his husband.

Maybe God can't bear to see him licking without self-respect, so that he will lose his memory, look at the past from the perspective of onlookers, and then come to repentance, fully understand, and repent of his past wrongs.

divorce! Divorce now!

Whoever loves to be this licking dog, he is not right!

"Fractures need steel nails, and foreign imports are still..."

"Importing so expensive?..."

The chaotic sounds around came into Shang Jing's out-of-body mind, and a string was suddenly plucked.

He suddenly remembered the balance of his poverty and the high cost of rehabilitation.

Shang Jing lowered his eyelashes, and looked at He Jiangguang's award-winning resume in the encyclopedia, countless films that were well-received, and the thriving studio...

Ding Dong - Browser headlines automatically push entertainment news.

"The actor He Jiang interacted closely with Zhang Yaoyao on the set, picture.jpg".

Unpredictable, an indescribable sour water appeared in my heart, not profound, but very annoying.

Even if he lost his memory, he would be jealous for the first time. How much did he like He Jiang before?

Shang Jing clenched the dark blue striped quilt on the hospital bed, feeling a little sour, which catalyzed anger.

He was in a car accident and was alone here, worrying about his livelihood, while his legal partner was glamorous and flirting with actresses on the set?

Why does Fu Di have to be a petty rebel and accept it for so long, and divorce quietly without taking away a cloud?

The old self-esteem is gone?

What about his mental damage and property damage?

He Jiang was so sure that he was an infatuated licking dog, so he dared to be so unscrupulous. If he bites back, He Jiang's expression must be beautiful, right?

Going a step further, he collected evidence to reveal the true face of He Jiang's scumbag, so that his reputation would be ruined, lest there would be a little girl behind him.

Once a decision is made, Shang Jing's mind is very flexible. He analyzed it and found that these rich people are very shrewd. They must have signed a prenuptial agreement, and the divorce will not benefit.

So he can't file for divorce immediately, at least he has to find some prenuptial agreement to confirm, or use He Jiang to earn the first pot of gold to see a doctor.

Apart from the diary, he currently has no evidence that He Jiang is a scumbag. He lost his memory, which meant that he was dead without any evidence.

If He Jiang was as scumbag as in the diary, and learned that he lost his memory and stopped licking, he would definitely transfer his marital property, kick him away after doing a good job, or fabricate something that didn't exist to trick him.

He must first paralyze the other party and let the other party show his true colors, and then collect evidence quietly.

Naturally, in this process, he can no longer be a licking dog, and he has to be ashamed.

Shang Jing made a preliminary plan in his mind, and changed the note password from He Jiang's birthday to today's date.

Today is a new era of his life!

Then, he turned on the camera, took a selfie of his gauze-wrapped head, ignored He Jiang's rule of unilaterally contacting him, and sent a multimedia message.

And endure the nausea to add a sentence -

Husband (●'ω`●), I'm in the hospital, come and pick me up.