Don't Pick up Reformers Randomly

When I got home from a party at three in the morning, I was attacked by a monster. After escaping from death, he picked up a reformed person who did not belong to this era. He claimed to have lost his memory. He only remembered that he came from the future to find an important person who would change the world, but he only remembered the last syllable of the mission goal - CHEN. Matches my name. I thought the person he was talking about was me, so I took him in. We were squeezed into a small rental house, and the bed was too small to sleep on the reformed person. He didn't really need sleep, but he would learn to lie next to my bed like a human, like a puppy. I think he is a God-sent gift. I fell in love with him. But later, the reformer gradually regained his memory, and the way he looked at me changed. It turns out that the target of that mission is not me, but someone else. The reformer who recognized his master abandoned me so mercilessly, like kicking a dog away. … You lied to me. I hate you. *SC, short love story. Intention: As long as you work hard, your wishes can come true.