On the first day I lost my memory, the man in front of me said that we were lovers.
I was a little skeptical, mainly because I felt like he resented me for no reason.
Later, I quickly accepted this lover. After all, who doesn't like to be cared for everywhere? What's more, he understands me very well, takes me to places I like, and takes me to eat the things I like. Only a fool would doubt such a good-looking, rich and caring partner.
Except he is too clingy to me, ugh, what a sweet annoyance.
*Article first person perspective
*Contains some elements of sentry, abo, fantasy, wasteland, etc. Please mind if you enter by mistake.
Intention: The future will be better