There's Something Not Quite Right With My Lover

Well, my head hurts a little, like someone hit me on the head with a hammer.But I took a closer look, and there was only one person with a blurry face beside me.

"Do you want to take a shower first?"

the man asked.

I don't know if he is asking me, anyway, my mother said, to mislead others to be polite, just laugh at 21.

So I smiled at him.

The man was holding the clothes in his hand, but he fell to the ground, and he didn't pick up the clothes, but just kept staring at me.

I just kept smiling at him.

Then he stripped me naked and threw me into the bathtub. He helped me take a bath, and while washing, he said to me: "An'an, laugh again."

I smiled brightly at him again.

Suddenly, I felt that there was something different about this person, in short, like a monster, a little scary.

I smiled at him quietly, thinking that if I was so obedient, he probably wouldn't come over and eat me.

Turns out I was wrong.

After taking a shower, when I got back to bed, he kissed me.

I don't know why he kissed me. Mom used to say that she liked me when she kissed me, but he kissed me too hard, and it felt weird. It was not the same as when my mother kissed me.

I was a little scared, grabbed his clothes and asked, "Can you stop kissing me so hard?"

He didn't speak, looked at me for a while, kissed my eyes and said, "Smile again."

The voice was deep and scary.

I honestly laughed again, and then I felt something came in, which was very uncomfortable.

I was startled and was about to run under the bed.

The man was so strong that he caught me right away.

"Don't mess with me anymore, I'm very uncomfortable." Being hugged tightly by him, I complained in a low voice.

That person said to me: "I'm going to take a shower, you stay here."

I nodded happily, oh yes, I still have to laugh.

He reached out and rubbed my head, found out the clothes and left.

When he got into the bed after taking a shower, I was actually half asleep and half awake. My eyelids were heavy and kept falling down, but because he came in, it was a little cold.I woke up again.

He hugged me again and asked me, "Does your head hurt?"

The sound is much better now.

I shook my head.

Then he kept staring at me, and I kept staring at him.

He reached out to cover my eyes again.

"Don't look at it, I can't help it if I look at it again."

I didn't quite understand what he was talking about, but I vaguely understood the danger, so I closed my eyes obediently.

"Do you know me? Who am I?" he asked.

I thought for a while: "I don't seem to recognize her, but the face looks a little familiar."

I felt that the person was a little upset, and immediately said, "I don't remember who I am either."

The other party pondered: "That's right, if you remember, you must die to uphold your president's rules."

President's Code?It sounds so familiar.

"What's the president's code?" I asked.

After a while, he said gently: "Just smile at me and listen to me."

I opened my eyes, smiled at him again, and immediately closed them again.

"Then who are you?" I was a little sleepy.

"I am the person you like the most, and the person who likes you the most." He replied.

Favorite person?

My favorite should be my parents.

I was really sleepy, I kept yawning, and I didn't have the energy to speak.

When I was in a daze, I heard someone beside me say, "I can't tell you who I am yet, and you might get angry if I do."

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