Chapter 1 Amnesia

Lin Zhihua rubbed her sore eyes and looked up. It was already dusk outside the window. The orange-red afterglow filtered through the blinds, scattering sporadically onto the desk.

She closed the last document and her eyes subconsciously fell on her phone, the screen still dark.

She picked up her phone and woke up the screen. The chat history with "Lawyer Fu" was still frozen at the sentence from an hour ago: "I'll pick you up from get off work. Wait for me."

But until now, he has not been seen downstairs.

Lin Zhihua couldn't help but feel a little worried. Fu Shengyan was always punctual and this had never happened before. She called Fu Shengyan, but the receiver said, "The number you dialed is turned off."

Lin Zhihua frowned slightly. Today was their third wedding anniversary. Was Fu Shengyan preparing a surprise for her?

But no matter what, she wouldn't ignore the phone call. Lin Zhihua took a deep breath, tried to suppress the uneasy feeling in her heart, and secretly told herself: Don't be anxious, Fu Shengyan is the male protagonist's son after all, and the kidnapping plot ended eight hundred years ago, so nothing can happen now.

That’s right, Lin Zhihua traveled into a book.

However, she has been in this book for twenty-five years, and most of the plot has been completed.

In her previous life, Lin Zhihua had a plane crash while on a business trip and accidentally traveled into a melodramatic novel she had just read - "The Sweetheart President Ran Away with the Baby".

The good news is that she traveled through time and space and became a passerby in the book, so there was no need to force the story to go through a melodramatic plot.

The bad news is that she was transformed into a newborn baby and had to take care of another cub in the crib next door!

That cub is the "ball" held by the heroine in "Running with the Ball". He was exposed to computers at the age of five, became a world-class hacker two months later, and was a genius child who could master the bull market at the age of six.

But no matter how talented Qiu is, he is still just a child. The heroine is busy with work and dealing with the hero, so she has to entrust the child to her neighbor across the street - Lin Zhihua's family.

Lin's father and mother are both university professors. They felt pity for the pregnant and single heroine. When Lin's mother learned that they had the same due date, she took even better care of her. After a few interactions, the two became good friends.

It was not until the genius child was picked up by the Fu family that his boarding life officially ended and the sweet daily life of the family of three began.

Meimei from the Lin family is invisible from the entire text.

Of course, Lin Zhihua's butterfly effect still brought a small change to the whole book.

She sighed, and after calling Fu Shengyan again without success, Lin Zhihua decided not to wait any longer.

She had just opened the car door and got in when her cell phone suddenly vibrated.

Lin Zhihua picked up the phone almost instantly and saw that the call on the screen was from Fu Shengyan.

"Hello, where are you?" Lin Zhihua's voice was filled with obvious anxiety and concern.

"Hello, are you Mr. Fu Shengyan's wife? This is the First Municipal Hospital of City A. We just received a group of injured people from the overpass pileup. We found your contact information on him..."

Her mind went blank in an instant, and Lin Zhihua could no longer hear the rest of the words.

She hung up the phone in a hurry, started the engine, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car rushed out like an arrow.

Along the way, Lin Zhihua was eerily calm. She frequently overtook other cars, completely ignoring the constant honking of horns on the road.

Finally, Lin Zhihua rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible. Before the car stopped, she pushed open the door and rushed out.

"Hello, may I ask where the injured person from the recent serial car accident is? I am Fu Shengyan's family member."

The nurse on duty flipped through the record sheet. "Is this Fu Shengyan's family member? Someone has already paid for his expenses. The patient is currently in Ward 6 on the 6th floor."

After thanking him, Lin Zhihua hurried to the elevator. When she saw the sign for the Neurology Department on the sixth floor, she suddenly had a bad feeling.

Won't it hurt your brain?

She hurried to the door of the ward and saw through the glass that her husband was facing away from her with a bandage wrapped around his head.

At least he could sit down, so he shouldn't be seriously injured. Lin Zhihua breathed a sigh of relief, her heart finally settling down. Perhaps because she had been so nervous all the way, the moment she relaxed a little, she suddenly felt dizzy.

"Why did the car accident happen today!" Fu Shengyan's tone was filled with deep regret.

"I know today is the third anniversary of your marriage to your sister-in-law. Fortunately, he is not seriously injured and will be discharged later." A young voice came from the ward. Lin Zhihua rubbed her temples and saw Tang Yuan in a white coat beside the bed.

Only then did she remember that Tang Yuan happened to be the attending physician in the neurology department of this hospital.

Tang Yuan was their high school classmate, who was admitted to the Medical University next to University A. He had a baby face and a lively personality. He had a good relationship with both of them and they would occasionally contact each other.

Lin Zhihua was just about to push the door open when she heard Fu Shengyan's words and paused with her outstretched hand.

"Tangyuan, what are you talking about? What third anniversary?" Fu Shengyan looked at him in disbelief.

"Ha, Brother Fu, your brain must have been damaged. I wonder who was showing off their affection in the circle of friends so openly this morning." Tang Yuan said with some jealousy.

"Your brain is damaged, but I still want to go to University A!" Fu Shengyan retorted subconsciously.

"Brother Fu, you are not kidding me, are you?" Tang Yuan was stunned, and immediately realized that something was wrong, looking at him with a horrified expression.

Lin Zhihua, who was standing at the door, held his forehead and thought to himself, "As expected."

The melodramatic article about car accident amnesia is true.

"Who's kidding you?" Fu Shengyan frowned and said with a sour face, "Hey, stop cosplaying and tell me clearly, what's your third wedding anniversary?"

"Well, Brother Fu, you are already married." Seeing his ugly expression, Tang Yuan's voice weakened.

No way? Is this amnesia again?

It seems that this time he not only forgot his sister-in-law again, but also lost his memory for several years.

"What did you say? I'm already married? What about my white moonlight?" Fu Shengyan's face turned pale in an instant, sweat rolled down his forehead, and his pupils contracted involuntarily. He felt as if his throat was blocked by something, and the air around him became sticky.

Tang Yuan was about to say something when he turned his head and saw Lin Zhihua outside the door. Cold sweat suddenly broke out on his body.

"Brother Fu, you..."

Say less!

"Fu Shengyan! You have been following me around since you were a child, where did your white moonlight come from!" Lin Zhihua pushed open the door and stared at him coldly.

Well, she had been worried for a long time, but this guy was still obsessed with Bai Yueguang who appeared out of nowhere!

"Squeak, squeak?"

Fu Shengyan looked at her in surprise.

Lin Zhihua raised her eyebrows and stared at him with suspicion.

Didn’t you lose your memory?

Fu Shengyan tilted his head and looked at Lin Zhihua, and suddenly said: "Zhizhi, you look a lot older..."

Seeing Lin Zhihua's clenched fist, Tang Yuan quickly covered Fu Shengyan's mouth and said with a smile, "Squad Leader, calm down, calm down. Brother Fu might have really hurt his brain."

Please be quiet, Brother Fu! Didn't you see how terrifying the squad leader's smile was?

Tang Yuan winked at him.

Fu Shengyan blinked innocently and looked at the two people in front of him with a blank expression.

Lin Zhihua resisted the urge to kick him, silently repeated "He's a patient" three times in her mind, forced a smile, and asked softly, "Fu Shengyan, what were you planning to do today?"

Two suspicious red clouds appeared on Fu Shengyan's face. He looked away uncomfortably and coughed dryly: "Ahem, I'm going to buy you a cake. It's your birthday today."

Actually, he made the cake himself, and he also prepared a surprise for Lin Zhihua. However, on the way to Lin's house, he was hit by a tricycle that came out of nowhere, and then the cake...

"Huh?" Fu Shengyan's face changed drastically and he looked around the ward nervously. Where was the cake he had worked so hard to make for two days?

After hearing Fu Shengyan's words, Lin Zhihua's heart skipped a beat and she exchanged glances with Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan picked up the pen and asked tentatively, "Brother Fu, how old are you now?"

"18." Fu Shengyan answered subconsciously. Although it was still a few hours away from 18, it was almost there.

Tang Yuan silently wrote a few words on the medical record, then looked up at Lin Zhihua, "Family, please take the patient for a checkup first."

Lin Zhihua nodded with a heavy heart.

Fu Shengyan was confused: "What are you two talking about?"

An hour later.

Fu Shengyan's face was filled with pain as he digested the fact that he had lost seven years of memory, his eyes revealing confusion and uneasiness.

Just now, he was told by Tang Yuan that not only did he lose his memory, but it was the second time he lost his memory!

The first time he lost his memory was “not long ago” when he was hit by a tricycle and his head hit a stone in the ditch.

Tang Yuan told him that not only did he forget about Lin Zhihua, he also hated her and went to provoke her every day, which made Lin Zhihua so angry that she ignored him for half a year.

Fu Shengyan was in tears and wished he could travel back in time to give himself two big pouches.

Tang Yuan comforted him: "Brother Fu, don't be too sad. A blessing in disguise. Isn't this just regaining the memories of the past 18 years with the squad leader?"

Fu Shengyan took a deep breath, glanced at the door cautiously, and asked, "Is she married now?"

Tang Yuan coughed, trying hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up, and nodded seriously: "She is married, and she and her husband are very loving."

When Lin Zhihua came back after paying the fees, she saw Fu Shengyan lying on the bed with an autistic look on his face, staring at the wall with empty eyes, exuding a lonely and depressed aura.

A hint of doubt flashed in Lin Zhihua's eyes.

Isn't it just amnesia?

You should have more experience the second time, so why are you still so depressed?

Could it be that he discovered that he had aged seven years in an instant, and the gap was too big?

"Is there really no need to stay in the hospital for observation?" Lin Zhihua looked at Fu Shengyan with concern.

"No need." Tang Yuan looked away with a guilty conscience. "All the test results show that he is in good health, with only a mild concussion. This amnesia should be temporary. I have taken on several similar cases before."

"In the end, all patients without exception recovered their memories. It's just a matter of time. If it's fast, they might be well tomorrow."

Lin Zhihua was silent.

As expected, in melodramatic novels, amnesia is not uncommon at all.

She sighed deeply, and after finishing the statement and submitting the video from the dashcam, she took Fu Shengyan home.

Fu Shengyan followed her out of the hospital in silence.

As soon as she walked to her car, Lin Zhihua heard Fu Shengyan whisper "I'm sorry" to her.

Lin Zhihua looked at him in confusion. Why was he apologizing for no reason? Had he really done anything to let her down?

Fu Shengyan didn't say anything else. When he was about to open the driver's door, he was stopped by Lin Zhihua.

"Do you still remember the way home?" Lin Zhihua looked at him suspiciously.

Fu Shengyan paused, pursed his lips, and said with a tone of deep disappointment: "Please take me back."

Lin Zhihua: "?"

It’s not that troublesome.