That Little Stray Dog Is Picking on Me Again

(Main story complete, bonus chapters coming out slowly~ Princess, please enjoy~) [Outwardly abstinent, inwardly wild aloof beauty uke x verbally dismissive, inwardly obsessive and devoted puppy seme] [Younger seme] To outsiders, Xie Qinglu, heir to the Xie Group, is a favored son of heaven: cold, reserved, and untouchable. No one knows that Xie Qinglu disappeared for a while. Six years ago, Xie Qinglu escaped from the Xie family and met Song Xu for the first time. Song Xu was singing on the roadside with a battered guitar in his arms, looking young, innocent, and sweet. Xie Qinglu sat by the roadside and listened all night, then tossed all the cash he had into Song Xu's guitar case. Song Xu had just turned eighteen. He was penniless, with nothing but a burning passion for his dream. Seeing that thick stack of bills, he thought he had found a patron. Then his patron said something shocking. Xie Qinglu: Want to do it, little bro? Song Xu: ??? Song Xu was after the money. Only later did he learn that the stack was all the money Xie Qinglu had, and he didn't have a penny more. He was even poorer than Song Xu. But Song Xu was bewitched. He took Xie Qinglu in, worked several jobs, and supported and loved him. Who could have guessed that his darling would run away? Six years later, Xie Qinglu unexpectedly joins a reality dating show for exes, a veritable battlefield. He's dressed in a bespoke suit, with an air of nobility and aloofness. Even the top button of his shirt is fastened neatly. The guests are all discussing what an abstinent heartthrob he is when a voice from the crowd scoffs, "Hah. Abstinent." Xie Qinglu sees Song Xu, now the wildly popular lead singer of a rock band. His posture is casual, his manner flamboyant, and he's no longer the sweet, innocent boy of the past. His gaze looks ready to tear Xie Qinglu apart. As soon as the livestream begins, viewers can sense the tension between the male guests and shout, "Fight! Fight!" But in a corner without cameras, Song Xu pins Xie Qinglu against the wall and undoes the one button in his way. Song Xu: Bro, choose me. You wouldn't want the other guests to find out what you used to be like, would you? Xie Qinglu's expression remains calm. His thin lips part: "That's exciting." Song Xu: ??? Check out my upcoming novel~~ "You'd Better Be Faking It" One-line summary: I lost my memory after marrying my sworn enemy. Blurb: He Xu and Fang Yingshi have never gotten along. They're famous as sworn enemies in the rich-kid circle of Hua City, and the scary thing is that their families have arranged a childhood betrothal for them. After years of resisting their elders with no success, they go to register their marriage, each thinking the other will be widowed by tomorrow. On their wedding night, they find each other so disgusting that they both get completely drunk, are carried back to their new home, and accidentally sleep together. The next morning, He Xu wakes up feeling sick and rushes to the bathroom to throw up. Seeing him like that, Fang Yingshi feels deeply insulted. He grabs He Xu, pins him to the bed, and demands angrily, "What are you throwing up?" He Xu rolls his eyes. "I'm allergic to enoki mushrooms." Fang Yingshi grits his teeth. "Then try again!" Fang Yingshi's forceful attempt ends with He Xu kicking him so hard that he lands in the hospital with a serious injury to his family jewels. They say it's pretty serious. He Xu is going to the hospital to mock him when he gets into a car accident and loses his memory. He only remembers that he came to the hospital to see someone. The nurse follows his description and takes him to the urology department. Fang Yingshi sees him, his eyes bloodshot. "I'm going to kill him right now!" But the other man timidly calls out, "Honey, why are you in urology?" Fang Yingshi: ??? He Xu has dropped his usual arrogant attitude. His eyes glisten as he comes over to hug him. He Xu: "It's okay if you can't be cured. I'll never leave you." Fang Yingshi: ??? You'd better be faking it. Theme: Be yourself. Happiness matters most.