After the Domineering Ex-Boyfriend Lost His Memory

[Congratulations to the cutie "He Xu Weifang" for winning the prize! Jinjiang coins have been sent! Please pay attention to check! (The text is in third person.) After he lost his memory, he forgot that we had broken up. He thought I was there to pick him up from the hospital and followed me home. I went to the mall to buy some clothes for him, and he took out his card and said, "Swipe it." I met the salesperson's incomprehensible look and thought about how to tell him that he only had 0.01 Yuan left on his card. Yes, he is out of money. The tyrannical president who spends money like water → is poor and in debt, a rat crossing the street, bah, tiger! Weak, pitiful, helpless... Alas, he used to support me, but now I support him. [Small Theater] Zhou Sheng's amnesia is not dementia. He knew that if he wanted to make a comeback, he would need money. However, the villain was causing mischief and running into obstacles everywhere, which made him upset. Xu Manman: I'll give you money. Zhou Sheng was unwilling: no reward for no merit. Xu Manman: Then do it for me. Zhou Sheng pondered for a moment, then reached out to unbutton his shirt: Come on. Xu Manman:? ? ? What she meant was that he could go to work on her pig farm. Note: The heroine really raises pigs. ——Instructions before reading—— ①Relaxing and cruel-free sweet text. ②The contrast before and after the male protagonist loses his memory is cute. ③If there is nothing, it will be updated every day at 21:00; if there is anything, we will talk about it. The column is here~ There is a complete article inside, you are welcome to read it. The next one is written: "Addiction" Yingying's eyelashes trembled: "You are my brother." Gong Yueze chuckled, picked up a strand of her long hair and wrapped it around his finger: "It's just a title, you know, we are not related by blood." "But..." "No buts!" Gong Yueze hooked her waist and brought her towards him, bit her earlobe and murmured, "Yingying, be obedient and don't run away." You can't escape. Yingying disobeyed and ran away. Two years later, they met again. [Childhood sweetheart, the male protagonist is paranoid, sick, and extremely possessive. "We can't be together" Before He Miao met Shu Yuming, he was like a rosebud waiting to bloom in the morning. It's cold, thorny, and can sting you with blood. All the adults shook their heads when they saw her, except Shu Yuming... "No." He smiled and touched He Miao's head, "Children are not allowed to fight. Just be obedient and go to class, okay?" He Miao died of drunkenness in his dimples. —— 16 Years old. He Miao, who was riding a pedal and wearing a blue and white school uniform, saw a melancholy man walking in the sunset with a sketchpad on his back. 18 Years old. He Miao worked hard to get into Shu Yuming's city, mustered up the courage, found his studio, and said three words to him: I love you. But Uncle Yuming, just like when he fled in panic that year, said three words: No. —— He Miao didn't understand why two people who loved each other couldn't be together. Uncle Yuming lowered his head, seeming more melancholy than when they first met. "No." His eyelashes trembled fiercely, "We can't be together." "Try kissing me again" Jiang Zheng, the school bully, feels that it will be too late if he doesn't fall in love early, so he decides to let his youth linger. He took a fancy to the school belle. However, the school beauty said she didn't like him like this. Jiang Zheng: What kind do you like? The school beauty looked shyly at the newly transferred student. Jiang Zheng didn't understand. Apart from studying better, having whiter skin, bigger eyes, and a taller nose... What else can a transfer student do better than me? He decided to take a closer look at him... Then... One dark and stormy night, the transfer student kissed him. Jiang Zheng: I treat you as a brother and you actually... Want to sleep with me? ! ? ! ? ! He was scared and he ran away. A few years later, they met in the hospital's anorectal surgery department. Jiang Zheng:! ! ! Li Ze pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose expressionlessly, raised his thin lips slightly: took off his pants and lay down. Jiang Zheng:...... Intention: