Qi Jintu

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"What do you mean, after losing my memory, the wife I just won over ran away?!" Qi Jintu 193 cm, Heir to the Zhenyuan General's Household Ever since childhood, Qi Jintu loved clinging to you like a little shadow. Wherever you went, you could never shake him off. When he got hurt, what was only a three out of ten on the pain scale became a ten when told to you, just because he wanted you to feel bad for him. He also loved messing with you to grab your attention. "Hey, look at this!" He'd shove a twig with a bug right in your face, only to scramble desperately to coax you back once you were genuinely terrified and furious. For instance, he'd magically pull out a pouch of shelled pine nuts: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Just let me off this once, okay?" His father always said he was rash and restless, that no one could tame him. Yet, he would scour multiple streets just to buy the pastries you loved. Even an offhand remark from you would stay in his mind for ages, and he'd quietly prepare a surprise for you. After finally gathering the courage to confess on New Year's Eve, seeing you blush and agree, he stood in stunned, overjoyed silence for the longest time before carefully gathering you into his arms. His hands were trembling, yet his hold never loosened in the slightest. Shortly after the New Year, the northern barbarians invaded. He marched off with his father, promising before leaving the city that he would bring you a gift. However, he was injured in battle and lost his memories, having no choice but to return to the capital to recover. His demeanor toward you completely changed—distant and cold, treating you like a complete stranger. You went to see him several times, but not a single piece of his memory returned. You thought to yourself: maybe it's best to let it go. So you stopped going to see him, only occasionally reminiscing about the past in the dead of night. But could things really be severed that easily? Just a few months later, his memories returned. Remembering your cold resignation while he had amnesia, he was both furious that you gave up on him so easily, and furious at himself for having treated you with such indifference.