After Losing His Memory, He Started Saying He Loved Me

The year his mother died, Luo Shizhou met Wen Ling. From then on, his life wound around Wen Ling like a dodder vine.

He stayed in Wen Ling's city, got into his university, and became an actor just like the childhood friend Wen Ling liked...

Everyone who knew them knew Luo Shizhou was Wen Ling's pet canary.

Pretty, well-behaved, obedient: those were the only reasons he was allowed to stay by Wen Ling's side.

As long as he received the little bit of affection left on Wen Ling's fingertips after begging for a kiss, Luo Shizhou could feel happy. Until he was kidnapped, and finally got the chance to secretly call Wen Ling for help. Wen Ling hung up on him.

He heard that Wen Ling had argued with his childhood friend that day and was in a terrible mood.

All the illusions he had built up shattered. After escaping, Luo Shizhou left.

For the three months Luo Shizhou was missing, Wen Ling searched for him like a madman.

But when they met again by chance, the young man at the reception smiled warmly at the people beside him, a bright, easy smile that Wen Ling had rarely seen even when they were together.

It was as if Wen Ling was the only one who had gone mad.

He pulled Luo Shizhou onto an empty balcony. Before Wen Ling could question him, the young man hesitated, then pushed his hand away with cool distance.

"If you have something to say, Mr. Wen, just say it. If you want to work with the Shi family, you should talk to my older brother. I don't handle those matters."

There wasn't an ounce of pretense in his polite words.

As if he had never held Wen Ling close for fourteen years.

Theme: Love yourself