Two male protagonists, crazy criticism and overlord attack × Fishing amnesia sufferer
A good horse never turns back, but I am not a good horse.
After three years of separation, I pretended to have lost my memory and returned to him, working as a well-behaved and obedient assistant.
He felt guilty, wanted to make amends, and wished he could give me his life, just asking me to regain my memory.
At night, she begged me with red eyes: "Can you remember me? Even if you hate me, it's okay."
I couldn't help it and kissed him.
The air was quiet.
His hand on my waist suddenly tightened, and his voice was hoarse:
"You haven't lost your memory at all, have you?"
I didn't deny it.
He was going crazy and pushed me against the wall, his eyes so red that they were bleeding.
I sighed, grabbed his tie and pulled it down:
"You didn't say it yourself. Is it okay to hate you?"
