[Cold-faced, stubborn alpha top vs. warm-faced, soft-hearted beat bottom]
Six years after leaving without a word, Xu An saw Jiang Buyun again in a private room where he was working a side job.
Jiang Buyun sat high and mighty in the seat of honor, while Xu An served food. Life had long since worn down his rough edges.
A contract over thirty pages long was flung in front of Xu An. All he had to do was pretend to be Jiang Buyun's fiance, and he could live comfortably for the rest of his life.
A life of comfort? Let's go! Xu An signed his name without hesitation.
He let Jiang Buyun's sarcastic remarks go in one ear and out the other.
His ATM was just a little rude. It wasn't going to stop dispensing cash.
Xu An played the part of someone dependent on Jiang Buyun in front of others, and promised Jiang Buyun's friends, "I'll build a good life with him from now on."
Friend A: You won't leave Brother Jiang alone at the marriage registration office, will you?
Friend B: You won't suddenly run away the day before the wedding, right?
Friend C: You won't get pregnant and run off during the honeymoon, will you?
Xu An's smile nearly faltered. "Of course not. I'm more afraid my husband will leave me alone at the marriage registration office and make a fool of me."
Jiang Buyun, who'd been dumped unilaterally six years ago and had become a laughingstock: ?
Jiang Buyun found a diary he'd written before losing his memory. It was filled from cover to cover, with "Xu An" making up one hundred percent of its contents.
He sneered at his former self's behavior. He'd been far too pathetic, and that was why Xu An had been able to dump him unilaterally.
After they reunited, he used a contract to tie Xu An to his side and asked him three hundred questions every day.
"Something major happened on August 25, eight years ago. Do you remember?"
Xu An shook his head.
"Do you remember when we first met ten years ago?"
Xu An looked confused. "Are you messing with me on purpose? We didn't even know each other ten years ago."
Jiang Buyun: If you don't remember, then you don't remember. Don't joke about when we first met.
Just as Jiang Buyun had finally memorized the entire diary, his lost memories returned at the worst possible time.
His memories didn't match the diary. It was just a diary full of fantasies.
Realizing this made Jiang Buyun's scalp tingle, and he canceled all three hundred questions a day.
Another night.
Xu An: No bedtime story tonight? You've gotten as far as me having a crush on you and bringing you breakfast every morning.
Xu An: Am I going to confess to you in front of the whole school? I'm so excited.
Theme: Freedom above all.
There's something wrong with the introduction... This beat is so exciting... 💔