The Amnesiac Husband and His 18-Year-Old Self
Language: en
After my husband lost his memory in a car accident, he looked at me with the eyes of a cold stranger. He told me he wanted a divorce. Just as I was about to explode in anger, his 18-year-old self suddenly time-traveled into our living room. In a moment of pure panic, I dragged the teenager right in front of my amnesiac husband. Through dramatic, crocodile tears, I wailed: "Honey, how could you be so irresponsible? Look at our son! He’s already so big!" The man’s gaze swept over the teenager, who looked exactly like him. After a long silence, he accepted this absurd reality. Later on. My…