I Lost My Memory and Flirted with My Love-Brained Rival

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A clean-freak, smiling-troublemaker, irresistible campus idol bottom × a seemingly cool guy who's actually a lovesick, devoted top

Liu Duanhe is a famous campus heartthrob and a prominent figure at university, thanks to his stunning looks, immense family wealth, and gentle, courteous nature.

One day, while taking a shower, he slipped and fell, giving himself a concussion and memory problems.

He mistook his roommate, whom he could barely stand, for his boyfriend.

Feng Xingyun took his pain-in-the-neck roommate to the hospital. It wasn't serious, just a concussion, but he didn't expect things to start getting weird after that day.

At first, he thought Liu Duanhe hadn't suffered any of the aftereffects the doctor had mentioned. He hadn't lost his memory or gotten stupid. He was still at the top of his major, and as smart as ever.

Until he started wanting to go to class with him, eat with him, hold hands while walking...

Feng Xingyun couldn't hold back. He confessed, and Liu Duanhe said in surprise, "Wasn't I already your boyfriend?"

Feng Xingyun didn't have time to think carefully about what he meant. Overcome with joy, he kissed him.

The next morning, Liu Duanhe was back to normal. He said he was a clean freak and didn't like Feng Xingyun's completely different sleep schedule.

He hoped Feng Xingyun could forgive him and let them go back to their pure, platonic relationship.

Feng Xingyun's heart shattered into eight pieces.

Then he stopped crying and started laughing.

Liu Duanhe thought he'd gone crazy.

"You can't sleep when I'm there?"

"You're a clean freak?"

He swung his legs out of bed, then, while Liu Duanhe's usually composed face briefly cracked, climbed straight into bed with him.

If you can't sleep, I'll screw you until you pass out.

*

Feng Xingyun had once thought Liu Duanhe was the sort of rich heir he hated most: arrogant, haughty, cold and callous, like a hypocritical smiling tiger who measured everything in money and was steeped in falseness to the core.

He couldn't see the thoughts behind Liu Duanhe's smile or guess what lay beneath that handsome face. He was not someone to get close to. He mustn't get close to him.

Until Feng Xingyun, fully aware and beyond saving, fell headfirst into the pit that was Liu Duanhe. Gritting his teeth, eyes bloodshot, he chose him and only him. For this life and every life to come, he would never let go!

*

Long after they got together, Liu Duanhe couldn't stand how clingy Feng Xingyun was, following him everywhere.

One night, when he went downstairs for a drink of water, he peeled off the arm of Feng Xingyun, who had somehow followed him down and wrapped it around him.

At the end of his patience, he said, "Are you touch-starved, or are you addicted?"

"I thought I just told you to go sleep in the guest room."

The room was dark, and thunder and lightning raged outside. Feng Xingyun clung to him again, kissing his exposed, pale collarbone, his voice low and husky. "I can't sleep in the guest room without you."

Before Liu Duanhe could say anything else, he pressed his lips to his and murmured, "Baby, stop talking, okay? I can't understand you."

A sweet, everyday romance

Two first loves, pure love, a couple locked together forever. No splitting them up or reversing their roles.

Babies, there's a completed short historical fantasy romance in my author page, He Crawled Out of His Grave After His Immortal Bones Were Dug Out.

There are all sorts of upcoming modern, historical, and fantasy romances in my author page. Whichever one gets more favorites, I'll write after finishing this one. Kisses.

Upcoming modern romance: He Is the White Moonlight of the Elite Academy

Description:

When Song Xianian was ten, a car accident took his parents. His father fell on top of his mother, and his mother fell on top of him, saving his young life. But from then on, he suffered from an emotional disorder.

Because he inherited a trillion-yuan fortune, relatives on both sides of the family fought to take him in. He chose none of them and went to live with his parents' best friends.

He sat on the doorstep with his schoolbag on his back, waiting for them to open the door.

Years later, he entered an elite academy and worked hard to learn how to run the family business.

Then one day, he woke up and discovered that this world was actually an 18+ novel, full of melodrama and sexual violence, with one bottom and multiple tops. Aside from the explicit scenes, it basically had no plot.

The protagonist was a poor student admitted through a special program, a delicate little flower who was bullied for resenting the school's class system.

Song Xianian was the academy's white moonlight, known as an aloof beauty and the student council president at the top of the food chain.

The several top leads were from the same social class as him. Unable to have him, they eventually went insane and forced themselves on the protagonist.

Song Xianian awakened to the truth just as he stumbled upon the top leads about to begin sexually humiliating the protagonist. They had already gone dark and decided in secret to join forces to drag Song Xianian off his pedestal and invite him to join their play.

In the lounge, the curtains were half drawn. The sound of fists landing on flesh was painfully clear in the quiet air. Several of the top leads sat on the sofa or stood in front of the protagonist.

The first top grabbed the battered protagonist and dragged him in front of Song Xianian, who was sitting on the sofa, unhurriedly.

His peach-blossom eyes held a teasing smile, but there was a shadow beneath them.

He raised an eyebrow with interest and asked, "He's got a stubborn streak. Want to join in?"

Song Xianian couldn't help laughing and thinking that although he wasn't exactly a paragon of goodness, these people really were pure scum.

An aloof, aristocratic beauty of a bottom

Upcoming modern romance: The Dragon King I Started and Abandoned Has Returned

Sui Fangyi's first love at nineteen was his class president.

After Sui Fangyi abandoned him, making him the laughingstock of everyone, he disappeared for years. Now he was back.

Everyone was waiting to laugh at Sui Fangyi.

Du Jian had been forced to leave Jincheng. Before he left, one of his legs had been crippled and his face disfigured. His once ordinary, perhaps even promising, life had been ruined.

And all of it had been done by his father and older brother.

Later, Du Jian returned to Jincheng with honors and glory. His first stop was Sui Fangyi's engagement banquet. The groom was nowhere to be seen. After years of defiance and his fierce resistance to this engagement, he was currently bound and locked in the bridal chamber, his heart dripping with hatred.

Nobody knew that Sui Fangyi had secretly given Du Jian the ticket for the boat that took him away. He had given Du Jian all the money in the little private fund his mother had left him before she died, a fund his father and older brother knew nothing about.

Clutching Du Jian's scarred, fever-hot hand, Sui Fangyi wept bitterly, tears streaming down his face. "I know our family wronged you. After you leave, study hard and work diligently. Don't come back to Jincheng, and don't get together with anyone else. You must never forget me for as long as you live!"

Burning with fever and too weak to speak, Du Jian could only stare into his eyes and nod firmly.

With love this deep, how could he bear to leave?

Du Jian couldn't bear to part with Sui Fangyi and couldn't live without seeing him forever. He did everything he could and came back.

Theme: Learning respect and understanding is key to good relationships.