On the Third Day After Bai Yueguang Died, I Broke Him

After he lost his memory, I lied to him that we were lovers. The flower on the high campus clung to the corner of my school uniform, acting like a tamed prey. Everyone said that I was crazy for treating the proud man as a substitute. But when Bai Yueguang returned to China, I left more simply than anyone else. "It's just for fun, you don't really think I like you, do you?" Later I received two photos: one was Bai Yueguang embracing him, and the other was his wrist covered in blood. PS: "Give him back to you, as you wish, and give me myself back to you." Purpose: Love that does not allow regrets