I Lost My Memory Before the Divorce Was Agreed

Xia Fengsheng is an overworked graduate student exploited by a toxic advisor, on call 24/7 and gradually molded into a "007" workhorse—juggling research projects while mentoring juniors. Overwhelmed by the endless stream of messages on his phone, he decides to drown it in the toilet. But on the way, he tumbles down the stairs and wakes up in the hospital with a concussion. The doctor asks if he remembers anything. Facing his advisor and juniors’ concerned faces, Xia Fengsheng replies, "Don’t remember a thing~" He’s lost his memory—or rather, he’s *pretending* to, even posting on a confession wall to ensure *the whole world* knows he’s amnesiac. The next day, a knock comes at his dorm door. There stands Shi Ye, his ex from seven years ago. Shi Ye: "Heard you lost your memory. I’m your boyfriend." "..." Seven years ago, Xia Fengsheng coldly dumped Shi Ye after the latter lost a leg in a car accident. Back then, a teenaged Shi Ye, on crutches, collapsed in the snow, watching Xia Fengsheng sprint away. Gnashing his teeth, he howled: "Xia Fengsheng, you’d *better* not let me catch you again—or I’ll f*ck you so hard you’ll spend a month in the proctology ward!!!" Now, eyeing the bag of condoms in his ex’s hand, Xia Fengsheng feels his backdoor clench. ...Specialist appointment, *stat*! --- Shi Ye was born with everything: a wealthy father, a doting mother, a thriving family business, and the privilege of being the youngest. Since birth, his only option in life was indulgence. Until he fell for Xia Fengsheng—only to be dumped over *which foot* he stepped in with first. Xia Fengsheng: "We’re done. I hate people who lead with their right foot." Shi Ye (with his left foot in a cast): "..." Reunited, he’s determined to give Xia Fengsheng a taste of his own medicine. For six months, Shi Ye forces himself to play along. "I’m bored. Let’s break up." "Honestly, you’re not even attractive to me." "I only pitied you. Didn’t think you’d actually fall for it." Xia Fengsheng instantly replies: "K." Shi Ye: "..." "...Lost a dare had to send that to my top chat." "Saw it? Not actually breaking up." "Phone dead? Why no reply?" "Today I led with my left foot."

Sheng Yuan was a model student—Honor Roll student every year, with a life motto: "If you're going to do it, do it best. If you're going to compete, be first."Then he transmigrated into another world where delinquent culture was rampant.System: Ready to become the ultimate bad boy?Sheng Yuan: ...All Sheng Yuan wanted was to study. But to stay alive, he had to surpass the top delinquent leader—so onto the path of delinquency he went.Skipping class? No problem.He'd walk out in the last five minutes before the bell.System: Hey!!!Internet cafes all night? Fine.But the evening news played on loop through the speakers until dawn.Fellow netizens in the cafe: ???When challenged to a fight in the woods at 10:30, Sheng Yuan hesitated—then said he couldn't make it.Rival: "What? Scared?!"Sheng Yuan: "No, my curfew's at 10:30."Rival: ...Soon, Sheng Yuan became notorious in delinquent circles for his unorthodox style. His delinquency rating started low and skyrocketed—and along the way, he even managed to reform the delinquent leader himself.Sheng Yuan: "Hey, handsome. Wanna go do homework in the woods together?"Yu Zuojin first met Sheng Yuan on a summer day thick with lush green leaves.He had a congenital hearing condition and relied on hearing aids. When he met Sheng Yuan, his hearing aid had just broken. All he saw was a boy standing under the shade of a tree, saying something to him.I like you.Yu Zuojin immediately refused.Sheng Yuan: "Hey, you dropped some money."Yu Zuojin: "I don't want it."Sheng Yuan: ?Guess it's mine now. (pockets it)Mini Theater—"Any words from the system assigned to delinquent leader Sheng Yuan?"[System lights a cigarette: Off the record? That kid's secretly doing practice exams like it's nobody's business.]Serving as Sheng Yuan's system—this would be the talk of the system world for life.

The news of the Huo and An families' arranged marriage caused an instant uproar. Rumors swirled that Huo Beixing was moody, with perverse tendencies and unusual fetishes. Some said An Yi would be dead meat once he stepped into the marriage, while others marveled at his courage, wondering if he feared nothing. An Yi: *I’m terrified, okay? :) * After being recognized by his biological family for a year, An Yi was forced to agree to the marriage. The day he dragged his suitcase through the Huo family gates, his mind raced with visions of steamy, forbidden scenes with his twisted husband-to-be. Damn, he felt a little excited. Then he saw the 6'3" crybaby, dumb as a brick. An Yi: … Did my adult channel just switch to kiddie hour? * The marriage contract lasted two years. During that time, An Yi attended to his husband meticulously, even giving him safety tips before leaving. An Yi, dead serious: *"If you ever get robbed—whether outside or at home—the first thing you do is call the police, then run away while yelling. Got it?"* Huo Beixing: *"Got it!"* *"Then let’s practice."* An Yi kicked open the door. *"Hand over all your money!"* The next second, he found a credit card shoved into his hand. Huo Beixing beamed, *"Here you go!"* An Yi: … Sighing, he revised the lesson. *"Again. No *giving* money to robbers, got it?!"* Huo Beixing nodded. An Yi snarled, *"This is a robbery! Stick out that ass—I’m taking *you*!"* Huo Beixing froze. Just as An Yi expected him to reach for a legal defense— *"Then… be gentle with me, okay?"* An Yi: … * When the contract ended, An Yi bolted. To survive, he swiped Huo Beixing’s credit card, claiming he was "going out for fun." Friend: *"You’re not going back 'cause he’s dumb?"* An Yi: *"Basically."* Friend: *"What if he *wasn’t* dumb?"* An Yi: *"Then I *definitely* wouldn’t go back!"* Suddenly, a heavy weight settled on his shoulder. An Yi turned stiffly to see Huo Beixing glaring darkly. *"You swore you loved me... just to scam my pocket money?"* --- **Sunshiney, vivacious bottom × Fake playboy dumb top** *Notes: Both inexperienced. Top has never slept with anyone. Minor entertainment industry cameos. Crackfic—turn off your brain. Author is trash-panda levels of self-indulgent, no writing advice wanted. No need to announce if you drop.*

From a young age, Wen Zhichu has been timid and afraid of trouble. The most daring thing he ever did was saving two elementary school students who ran a red light, which unfortunately led to his own demise. When he woke up again, he found himself transmigrated into a cannon-fodder antagonist in a novel who repeatedly danced on the edge of disaster, ultimately ending up sleeping on the streets after offending the protagonist. Since childhood, his mother told him his body was delicate and he shouldn't sleep on the streets. Wen Zhichu: ! Just as Wen Zhichu planned to stay out of the plot and live as a background character, he accidentally bound a villain system. If he didn't cause trouble for the protagonist according to the original plot, he would have his money withheld and end up on the streets even sooner than in the original story. Wen Zhichu: :) Forced onto the path of a villain, Wen Zhichu’s legs trembled every time he saw the protagonist’s muscular build. One punch from him could probably take out two of me. Villain Task: Ruin the Protagonist’s Lunch. Wen Zhichu looked at the protagonist sitting nearby, swallowed nervously, sprinkled a handful of rainbow candy into his food, and ran. Qin Jiashu: ... Villain Task: Ruin the Protagonist’s Love Life. Wen Zhichu went to the protagonist’s locker and took all the mountain of love letters, leaving only one he forged himself. Qin Jiashu, returning from basketball practice and witnessing this: ... Villain Task: Destroy the Protagonist’s Property. Wen Zhichu sneaked to the school bike shed with a needle, ready to puncture the protagonist’s tire. But this time, he was caught red-handed by the protagonist. Wen Zhichu quickly hid the needle behind his back. Two of me wouldn’t be enough for him to beat up. The protagonist raised his hand, and Wen Zhichu instinctively covered his head. Qin Jiashu patted the bike’s crossbar: “Hop on, I’ll give you a ride.” Wen Zhichu: ??? — Qin Jiashu’s friends all knew that a gloomy, troublesome pest from the next class would frequently come around to stir up trouble. Once, when Qin Jiashu was buying sports drinks at the supermarket, the pest predictably showed up, snatched the drink Qin Jiashu wanted, and even took a sip right in front of him. Qin Jiashu stopped him, and just when they thought he was going to teach the pest a lesson, Qin Jiashu took the half-drunk sports drink from Wen Zhichu’s hand and drank it himself. !!! Qin Jiashu: Sorry, but I’ve been into you for a while now.

Lin Qiong transmigrated into the cannon fodder male wife of a crazed villain in the book. The original character married the villain for money but despised him for being old and insane, relentlessly digging his own grave until the villain rose to power and ended up causing his own demise.When Lin Qiong arrived, the original character was in the midst of insulting and mocking the villain, "Old and crazy, can't perform in that aspect, not even a real man!"The man in the wheelchair had eyes filled with malice, with undercurrents roiling."Do you think I'll hate you for this? No! I'll only love you more!"Fu Xingyun:?In his past life, Lin Qiong starved to death due to poverty. Looking at the mansion reeking of capitalist luxury, he wiped away the tears streaming down.This was obviously his old baby!Lin Qiong maintained the persona of a selfless and devoted lover, with deep affection, "Even though you don't love me, it's okay! Just let me accompany you during this hardest time, once you recover, we'll get a divorce!"He only hoped that after the villain rises to power, he would let him go and that he could take the hefty alimony and leave far away!When it was cold, Lin Qiong was like a drafty cotton coat.Holding up some clothes in front of the man, he urged, "Put on the long johns, once you recover, we'll get a divorce!"When someone mocked the man, Lin Qiong was like a mother hen protecting her chick.After chasing off the bad guys, he comforted gently, "Don't listen to them, you look the coolest with your thermal shirt tucked in your long johns!"Fu, forced to wear thermal clothes: "……"At the auction, Lin Qiong pressed down the sinful hands of capitalism, advising rational spending.The more spent, the less divided during the divorce, Lin Cheapskate Qiong: “Save the money, once you recover, we'll get a divorce.”After the man recovered, Lin Qiong couldn't wait: "Let's divorce!"Thinking about the sizable alimony after the divorce, he excitedly rubbed his hands.Fu Xingyun: "What divorce?"Lin Qiong: ?Fu Xingyun: "Since I've recovered, it's time to fulfill my marital duties."Lin Qiong: !!!It wasn't until his belly started to bulge that Lin Qiong remembered he had transmigrated into a novel about giving birth.The man looked at his handiwork with satisfaction and soothed considerately, "As long as we don't divorce, my money is your money.""..." Lin Qiong: "You bastard, I with you