In the fifth year of our relationship, she wanted to break up with me and be with her pure love who had returned from abroad.
I didn't want to accept it, so I desperately followed her onto the cruise ship where she worked.
At the moment of the ship's disaster, my girlfriend, a safety officer, held her pure love protectively in her arms.
Meanwhile, I was struck in the head by flying debris and lost my memory.
Later, I agreed to someone else's proposal, but she cried and begged me to remember her.