Zhou Xu is a straightforward person. If he hadn't gone through the terrible thing of recovering his memory three months ago, he would never have thought that he would be insulted to this extent by a man. Yes, he was still a man. His friends were afraid that he would be a fool again, but he laughed and said that he dared to call himself a fool even though he said nonsense. There are scumbags, but there are no scumbags. Just like what Zhou Xu said about two men falling in love, how can they be so pretentious? I wonder if I was possessed by a ghost before... The free and easy sunshine, the wind and the flow of shameless attacks