[Shaobao Green Tea Loyal Dog Gong x Cool and Gentle Beauty Shou]
Eight years after the "Red Tide" virus broke out, Lin Fenghe, leader of the Fourth Operation Team, picked up a man in the contaminated area. The man was hunted and seriously injured, but everyone recognized that face.
Lu Xiao, a former member of the Fourth Action Team and Lin Fenghe's lover.
But——
Lu Xiao died a year ago!
The person who carried out the clearance mission and signed the death confirmation was none other than Lin Fenghe.
*
Lu Xiao lost his memory and only remembered what he was looking for.
But after being picked up by Lin Fenghe and brought home, he found that he was familiar with everything in Lin Fenghe's house: the second switch was in the living room, the chopsticks were placed in the drawer on the left side of the kitchen, and there were clothes in the same size as his...
Lu Xiao: "I began to suspect that this house actually belongs to me."
Lin Fenghe: "No."
Lu Xiao: "Then I probably came very frequently before."
Lin Fenghe: Indeed.
Lu Xiao: "So, am I coming back to find you?"
*
After Lin Fenghe picked up Lu Xiao and took him home, there was a tail behind him.
Wherever he went, Lu Xiao would follow him. Follow me when I eat, follow my tasks, and follow me when I sleep. Even when he went to the cemetery, Lu Xiao followed him swaggeringly until he saw his own tombstone——
Lu Xiao felt aggrieved and came closer: "Brother, you are more interested in him than me. In the past, when I chased you, you didn't even look at me. Now it's better. I go there once a week and I give you flowers. If I had known that dying would make you miss me so much, I should have laid down earlier."
Lin Fenghe pushed away calmly: "It's too late to lie down now."
Lu Xiao: "No, I find that living is better. Living can be hugged, kissed, and -"
Lin Fenghe: "Shut up."
Reading Guide
1. Double strong, double beautiful, strong and miserable, double clean 1v1, at the end of the year.
2. Plot flow, warm cookies, HE.
3. The background of the article is fictional, please do not substitute it into reality.
Intention: Mountains stop and rivers flow, winds and crops rise
