This article is to make up for my regret after watching Return of the Dead, so the original plot will be changed and the text will be in the second person.
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I have a boyfriend who is gentle and considerate. Although my brain circuit is sometimes not normal, he still loves me.
One day a white-haired boy appeared at home, and he was bound to me for some reason. Anyway, the three of us lived together for the time being.
He said he was my lover in the previous life, just kidding, how is that possible! And my boyfriend Jay is right next to me, shut up!
It wasn't until I recovered all my memories that I discovered that what he said was true, and that I still wanted to support him.
…Should I say that it's me?
Intention: Regrets really still need to be healed by perfection.
