Dylan's POVThe ringing of the phone disturbed me from my sleep. My whole body ached terribly, like being run over by a car. I tried to open my eyes, but my eyelids were still heavy and I could only feel my surroundings with touch. A warm arm wrapped around my waist that made me jump.Eyes wide open, I found myself lying in a man's chest. Instinctively, I pushed him. Even though I used all my strength, my body felt like it was limp, so the push was not good at all. At this moment, all the memories of last night seemed to flood my mind, and my face turned white.What the hell did I do last night?But then my face became hot again. I never thought I would be so liberal.At this moment, I heard Bernie's hesitant voice: "Dylan, Do… Do you feel any discomfort?"Hearing that sentence, not only my face but also my body turned bright red like a ripe tomato. I tilted my head to the side, wanting to talk but found my throat dry. I cleared my throat and asked, "Where are my clothes?"This stupid
Dylan's POV I leaned over, out of habit, rolling into the heat source beside me, murmuring unhappily at being woken up. Changing my sleeping place makes me a little nervous. Even though I've been in this house for a long time, that alienation still sticks in my mind. After midnight, being in Bernie's arms, being patted by him, I can sleep. “Dylan, otherwise you can stay at home today!” Bernie whispered next to my ear. "You look not very well!" Having said that, Bernie gently caressed my cheekbones as softly as if he was afraid to wake me up. And I don't want to break this peaceful moment, just squeeze Bernie's waist slightly, indicating that I don't want to. Then I nuzzled Bernie's chest and said sadly, "I want cereal." I know I'm asking for no reason because my house doesn't have any ready-to-eat food. Even the meal I had yesterday was bought and brought by Bernie, just in his mind, Bernie never refused my request. He always meets all, pampering me like a treasure in the palm of h
Bernie's POVMy biological clock wakes me up from sleep. Leaning on the dim light, I looked at my lover's sleeping face. When he sleeps, Dylan will look much more docile than when he is awake. Thinking that I couldn't help but smile. At this moment, Dylan rolled into my lap like a habit, and I hurriedly wrapped my arms around his waist.Last night, it must have been a long time since he was here, so Dylan found it difficult to sleep, and it was not until midnight that he tiredly fell asleep in my arms. Seeing Dylan like that, how could I drag him to work with me? I whispered to Dylan, " Dylan, otherwise you can stay at home today!"I sighed. And while Dylan was still drowsy, I tried to persuade him to stay home: "You look not very well!"After saying that, I gently stroked Dylan's cheek, in exchange for a gentle squeeze on his waist. He's flirting with me, which means that Dylan doesn't want to listen. He whispered softly, "I want to eat cereal."I sighed silently. I couldn't refuse h
Bernie's POVJohn and I disagreed looking at Dylan. I was more direct, squeezing Dylan's hand, grimacing, "You have to take care of your health first, right?"With that, I kissed the back of Dylan's hand mournfully. That sudden kiss made Dylan's face turn red with embarrassment. He tilted his head to avoid John's teasing gaze, asking, "So this situation will continue to happen?"“I mean, I suddenly lost my memory!” After a pause, Dylan continued. I also looked at John waiting for the final results.John sighed, shaking his head dejectedly: “How do you put it? I don't know if this will happen again or not. You two should be mentally prepared, ready to deal with any eventuality!"After our talk, that day, Dylan and I both felt nervous, and he came up with the idea of recording everything that happened today. If there is any situation, we can handle it. Fortunately, we didn't have to face that problem once.On Friday night, Dylan lay on his side on the bed waiting for me to massage his w
Dylan's POV"Dylan, aren't you going to have breakfast today?" My mother's voice echoed from downstairs, waking me up from my dream.Last night, my friends and I played games until midnight, and the homework was not done. Early this morning, I still have to go to school, and I uncomfortable kicking the blanket. Tomorrow will definitely not be able to stay up at night like that. Today is the first day of the new semester, and I still have to submit my holiday homework.I scratched my head and packed the books into my bag, then changed my clothes and walked downstairs, yawning and looking extremely sluggish. My mother, Mrs. Clark, frowned and pinched my ear: "Did you stay up at night last night? Darling, come and see your son!"My mother called into the bathroom, telling my father. My father was extremely afraid of his wife, and as soon as he heard my mother nagging, he quickly grabbed a towel and ran out."Honey, what did Dylan do to make you so angry?"From childhood to adulthood, I h
Dylan's POVI took Bernie to the park, at this time a lot of people came here to go for a walk or walk the dog. I suddenly thought about my future life. When I have a house of my own, I will definitely raise a beautiful dog. Bernie suddenly turned to look at me, smiling: "I don't have a dog at home because someone in the house is allergic to animal fur."Bernie said a headless sentence that I didn't understand. But that didn't affect the atmosphere between Bernie and me becoming more comfortable. I pointed out the route to Bernie, "If you have no more questions, let's run."“I need to leave early today so I only ran five laps!” Having said that, I warmed up for a bit and then started running.When I had run a lap, Bernie caught up with me. He seemed like a regular exerciser. Half a lap in the park is also more than a kilometer. Bernie is not breathing fast or showing any signs of fatigue. He adjusted the pace to match me, then said: “My mother just called. She said that I needed to go
Sorry readers, I have work to do soon, so I will temporarily stop posting new chapters until the 15th of this month. After the 15th, I will re-update one chapter a day. Thank you to everyone who has supported my story over the past few days. Love you guys so much!~ This series is also 1/3 of the way, just a little bit more for Dylan's past to be revealed. And we'll find out why Dylan lost his memory. What's Dylan and Bernie's past like? Do they really hate each other as much as they think they do? Please look forward to the next chapters~
Dylan's POVI had a hard time stopping my sneeze, and I grabbed the tissue Bernie gave me and covered my nose. My mother hastily pushed the door in. She reluctantly said: "I forgot to turn on the smoke machine. Hurry up!""What happened, Bernie?" Miss Lily immediately followed. As soon as she saw my pitiful face, she was so surprised that her eyes widened: "Dylan, what's wrong with you? Did Bernie bully you? You must tell us if he bullies you, and I'll re-educate Bernie!"I quickly waved my hand, then walked out of the kitchen with Bernie. After turning on the smoke extraction system, my mother replied, "Don't worry, Lily! Since Dylan can't stand the smell of oil smoke, his nose is a bit sensitive."She said, "oh," and then followed us outside. At this time, my father also changed into comfortable clothes at home. He took my place to welcome the White family. But because of that, I couldn't ask Bernie why he kept hiding from me for so long. After that meal, my family and Bernie became