"Each layer of memories is opened, and Bernie learns of the past Dylan wanted to hide. Turns out Dylan doesn't hate him; on the contrary, his love is much bigger than he thought. Bernie wants to return to those years, hug the boy he loves!" Third POV Dylan angrily entered the room and slammed the door, leaving Olivia behind to call his name repeatedly. Dylan didn't want to talk to anyone, not even his mother. Dylan buried his face in the bed, in a frustrated heart that didn't know where to put it all down. He could only wave his hand and hit the mattress. In Dylan's mind, Bernie constantly appeared with new friends; when the four eyes met, Bernie didn't notice him. Or, Bernie is treating you like air. Despite having such a loud argument, it is impolite to treat others like air! Dylan scratched his head and sat up. "Damn Bernie!" Dylan sighed; he didn't seem to have any right to be angry because he and Bernie were no longer related! Dylan rolled his eyes and pulled an old trunk fr
Lucky whined, barked a few times, and then ran off to play with the small dogs in the shop. The other man reluctantly handed Bernie a seed for the dog: "He's a bit fat lately; I've grabbed him to go jogging to lose weight but still can't. If you have free time, bring Mike here!""Isn't it because you spoiled it too much, Ash?" Bernie looked at the packet's ingredients, found it less dry than the previous one, and asked, "Do you have more of these?"Ash shook his head: "I just bought it for Lucky to try; if it's good, I'll take a lot to sell. This packet is dedicated to Mike!" While saying that, Ash smiled and poured more nuts for the visitor's cat."Ash, what are you doing? Hurry in here and get your pet cat out! It's about to scratch my desk!" Suddenly, Jennifer's voice rang out. She was Ash's sister.Ash gave Bernie an apologetic look and hurried inside. Bernie had nothing to do; he sat on the sofa and waved to Lucky."Lucky, come play with me!"Lucky seemed to understand human voic
The atmosphere in the bar made Bernie unable to laugh anymore, and he looked at Hein with a silent face. The guests in the bar also felt this shame and stopped shouting. Waiting for the coffee shop to go quiet, Bernie said, "Hein, you seem to have misunderstood something important.""I've never forced you to like me before." Bernie stood up and adjusted his lap: "Hein, if you keep bothering me, I'll contact the police and report you're disturbing my private life!"After saying that, Bernie didn't notice Hein's face became unsightly and just left the cafe coldly. He had no obligation to comfort someone like Hein. He just wanted Hein to stop bothering him.Hein was embarrassed and angry. He felt angry; Hein's face was red, and he clenched his fists. In the coffee shop, no one dared to look at his face. Everyone was slightly embarrassed; they didn't expect Bernie to refuse so emphatically. Furthermore, according to Bernie, Hein seems to be a pervert.The whispers filled his ears, and Hei
"Someone you know?" Dylan saw the person behind suddenly stop and asked out loud, "Are you not following him?"Danny hoarsely replied, confused, "I don't know if that person is the one I'm looking for or not."After speaking, Danny looked back at the room. When a boy and a girl entered a hotel at this time of night, without thinking too deeply, Dylan knew what they wanted to do. Besides adult matters, what else could they do?"Let's go, put away your things, I'll call room service to bring dinner up!"Danny didn't look back and walked into the room like a lost soul. He had spent the whole day searching for that person, just because he had seen a photo. Danny suddenly felt like his life was a joke."This is your room!" Dylan opened the door, "Actually, you can stay here for as long as you want."For some reason, Dylan felt that having another friend in this faraway place wasn't so bad. He looked at his watch and said, "Clean up a bit, when the hotel brings up dinner, I'll call you!"Af
"Is everything resolved now?" Dylan asked Danny as he held a cup of coffee in his hand. It had only been less than an hour since Danny left, and Dylan had just enough time to make himself a cup of coffee. He asked, "Would you like a cup?"Danny hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Sure, give me a cup of coffee."Danny took the coffee, sat down at the counter, and faced Dylan. "He is the one I was looking for. But he's not my boyfriend anymore."Dylan raised his eyebrows, surprised but said nothing. He rarely drank coffee, first because he didn't like the taste, and second because it was not good for his health. Dylan took a sip of the coffee, the aroma was strong but bitter. He asked, "So what are you planning to do now? Go back home?"Danny hesitated, staring off into space as he held his cup of coffee. "I don't know anymore, maybe... I want to stay here for a little while longer.""Oh!" Dylan finished his coffee and breakfast was served. He took the cup to the sink and sai
In the noisy bar with music blaring, Dylan and Danny sat in a secluded corner, unnoticed unless someone paid special attention to them. Dylan licked his lips. It was his first time stepping into a bar, as he never really liked noisy and chaotic places like this before."How do you feel about this place?" Danny asked with a smile, looking completely different from his disheveled appearance yesterday. He was now dressed in a neat outfit, not too tight nor loose, giving off a carefree vibe. Dylan felt that Danny looked really relaxed at the moment."It's okay," Dylan replied, lifting his glass of wine. "Does that guy keep bothering you?"After Danny broke up with that guy, his phone always seemed to have incoming calls, and even he seemed annoyed by it. Dylan had noticed several times that Danny would reject all the calls without any hesitation. Or if Danny did answer, he would hear the man's cursing or pleading for Danny to come back to him."Love is such a hassle," Dylan concluded.The
"I love you!" Those words hit Bernie like an atomic bomb. He stared blankly at the man in front of him. Dylan was trying to push him away, but Bernie rubbed his temples. Why did he dream of this scene? Was it because of Hein's influence, or was it because he had been single for too long? "Then let's go on a date!" Bernie blurted out without thinking. After all, it was his dream, and he could have it however he wanted. However, Bernie still felt a little guilty. The image of Dylan in his dream was about to shatter. When Dylan heard his words, he was stunned. He stared at Bernie as if he didn't hear what he had just said. "You...you..." "Didn't you just say that you love me?" Bernie ignored the strangeness and grabbed Dylan's hand. "Let's go on a date! I want to sleep now. Come sleep with me!" Afterwards, Bernie pulled Dylan onto the bed, using his whole body to hold him tightly in place. At times, Bernie considered himself to be extremely possessive, especially in moments like thi
Dylan dragged his exhausted body out of the hotel room, having tidied it up as neatly as possible. At least Bernie wouldn't suspect that he didn't have the courage to stay there. So, Dylan decided to run away, afraid that Bernie would wake up and see him there.When Dylan returned to the hotel, his face was pale, his legs trembling, and his back aching. Danny happened to be in the living room and seeing Dylan like this, he furrowed his brows."What happened to you..." Danny began to ask, but then he noticed the hickey on Dylan's neck and was shocked. "I didn't expect that, Dylan. Who did you go out with last night?"Dylan leaned against the wall and walked into the living room, and Danny stopped teasing him. He put down the item in his hand and helped Dylan sit down on the couch. It was only then that Dylan felt like he was coming back to life. He took a deep breath and massaged the sides of his temples. While at the hotel, after having sex with Bernie, he was too tired and fell aslee
Personnel changes didn't cause any ripples in the company, and certainly not in Dylan's daily life.He and Bernie had been living together for almost a month now. Today was a day off, but Bernie had a necessary appointment with a partner. At the same time, Dylan planned to visit his mother.Standing in front of the mirror, adjusting his outfit, Dylan felt Bernie's intense gaze beside him. After a while, unable to resist, Bernie approached and hugged him from behind."Can you come with me?" he whispered into Dylan's ear. "Don't go to your appointment; come with me, please."Dylan turned around, embraced the other's firm waist, and lifted his head to kiss him on the cheek. "Don't be naughty, love. I know this appointment is important."Bernie seemed quite dissatisfied. "Yet you won't come with me."Dylan, feeling somewhat reluctant, chuckled, "Don't we already have Katherine and Scarlet? Besides, your coming along wouldn't make much of a difference."Bernie remained quite dissatisfied,
Peaceful Sunday morning.Dylan wanted to get up and find something to do, but Bernie didn't want to. He just insisted on holding Dylan on the bed. Dylan thought maybe the new project had tortured them too much lately, especially Bernie; it was complicated to have a free weekend, so let's just follow his wishes.Dylan won't say it's because he's tired of being "tortured" by him...Dylan laid his head on Bernie's large, sturdy chest, talking to him in a no-no way about the newly completed project, about his family, about their future.The more Dylan talked, the more sleepy he became. Finally, he didn't know when he fell asleep again.Dylan slept very well, like an angel on Mount Olympus buried in a soft, warm blanket.When Bernie watched him sleep, his heart was very calm, very content.It would be nice if life stopped at this moment. Then Dylan would forever be in his arms, forever peaceful and warm like this.But that couldn't be done; they skipped breakfast, and they couldn't let Dyl
Dylan stood in front of the mirror, selecting his outfit for the day as he had a date with Bernie. It had been a week since Dylan and Bernie started their relationship. In reality, they had always been together in the company. Still, due to Dylan's thin face, he didn't make their relationship public. Bernie had been upset about this for a long time, probably for about two hours.Despite not being public, the secret dating within the company brought a thrilling and novel sense of excitement. With a busy week behind them, today was the first time in a while that they had time for each other. Bernie had taken advantage of the morning when there was no one around to tightly embrace Dylan, continuously kissing his face like a giant puppy seeking affection. Dylan had to coax and promise about their evening date before Bernie finally let him go.Thinking about it, Dylan couldn't help but smile, feeling that this time was indeed good. After changing clothes, Dylan grabbed his phone, checked t
Dylan's POVI don't even know what's on the screen; my entire focus is on the person sitting next to me, Bernie. Suddenly, I feel my lips nibbling on something, and in a panic, I realize it's Bernie's finger. My face blushes momentarily. It turns out that while I was lost in thought, Bernie continuously fed me popcorn, which made me incredibly happy.Two hours of watching the movie passed quite quickly. I don't know how many times I accidentally bit Bernie's finger. I just know that my stomach is full of popcorn. I've eaten so much that I don't want to eat it again."Why did you feed me so much?" I sighed, looking at him while he disposed of the empty popcorn bag in the trash.Bernie hesitated momentarily, then changed the subject: "Let's stroll in the mall. Aren't you full now? We can have lunch in a bit!"I just nodded, then wandered with Bernie. But when I looked at something for a few seconds, Bernie immediately stopped and wanted to buy it for me. I chuckled and pulled Bernie awa
Bernie's POVAfter Dylan left, I was alone in the office, thinking about my date with him tonight. I couldn't help but feel extremely nervous. Earlier, I hadn't been as composed as I appeared; in front of Dylan, I had tried to be tough to make him confront his feelings. I sighed and rubbed my temples, the tension making me forget to tell Dylan where we were meeting.Maybe Dylan wasn't back to work yet, and I could use my authority to call him for a chat. I had never felt the power that came with my position as excellent as I did now, being able to mix business with personal matters. But that thought faded; I couldn't force Dylan to do what I wanted.After much contemplation, I left my office and headed to the assistant's room. Just a few minutes without seeing Dylan, I missed him so much it felt like an electric shock. It must be the Alpha blood in me surging. I took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure, and went to the assistant's room.As I was about to enter, I overheard Ch
Dylan's POVStanding in front of the clinic's door, I suddenly felt a bit hesitant, even though we had been so encouraging to each other last night. I looked at Bernie, who seemed to be equally concerned, with his brows furrowed, and my heart skipped a beat. It turned out that I wasn't the only one feeling this way.I smiled and reassured him, "Don't worry, it's just a routine medical checkup!" With that, I leaned in and gave Bernie a kiss. In that moment, I noticed the receptionist looking at us with curiosity, and her face turned slightly pink.Bernie gently stroked my hair, still looking worried, but his furrowed brows relaxed a bit. "Let's go inside," he said.He knocked on the door, and from inside, we heard a warm and welcoming voice saying, "Come in!"Her voice had a soothing effect, easing the anxiety in our hearts. Bernie and I exchanged glances, and I nodded with confidence.We pushed open the door and entered the room. Behind the desk sat a middle-aged woman with silver str
Dylan's POVStanding in front of the veterinary clinic, faint images suddenly flashed in my mind, as if I had stood there many times before. I rubbed my temples, biting my lip to endure the fleeting pain."Dylan, what's wrong?"In an instant, Bernie's gentle voice echoed in my ear, and the pain gradually subsided. Facing Bernie's concerned gaze, my heart softened, and I smiled in response, "I'm fine. Let's go inside quickly!"Upon hearing that, Bernie smiled and took hold of my hand, gently placing a kiss on my fingertips. My ears turned red; even though I had accepted the fact that we were a couple, I still couldn't fully adjust to Bernie's intimate gestures. I gently pulled my hand away from Bernie's and whispered, "Don't do that, we're in a public place!"Bernie burst into laughter, playfully tousling my slightly messy hair. "We're legally married, they can't judge us!"After saying that, he leaned in towards me as if he wanted to kiss my lips. I quickly glanced around and, not see
Bernie's POVDylan and I went downstairs together to meet John. Although he felt a bit uneasy, he obediently sat next to me. Witnessing that scene, I couldn't help but feel heartbroken. I tightly grasped Dylan's hand, glanced at John, and asked, "Do you have a way to make him remember everything from the past?"John pondered for a moment and then turned the question back to us, "So, it all began seven years ago when Dylan had a car accident, and then Olivia decided to use hypnosis to eliminate his painful memories. Am I correct?"Olivia stood beside us, sighing as she placed a glass of water on the table. "It was my own decision. Back then, Dylan was in immense pain, and Andy and I couldn't bear to see him suffer like that.""Mom..." he whispered, his voice pleading, and he blinked back tears. "I don't blame you, Mom."I embraced him tightly, gently patting Dylan's back to offer comfort. His body immediately tensed up, and I sighed, realizing that Dylan wasn't accustomed to my embrace
Bernie's POVI gazed at Dylan's surprised expression even while he was sleeping, feeling a thrill of excitement. I restrained myself from pinching his cheek, sensing his annoyance within his chest as he furrowed his brows. I quickly let go of him, and he settled back into a deep sleep.I held onto Dylan tightly, then stood up and carried him to the bedroom. However, as soon as I placed Dylan on the bed, he suddenly opened his eyes. His face turned pale like a sheet of paper, looking at me as if he had seen a ghost. He breathed heavily and hoarsely asked, "Bernie? Aren't you drunk?"I paused, not understanding what time period Dylan was referring to. If it was after I met Dylan, then I hadn't been drinking anymore. As for before that...I only drank during my college years and shortly after graduation. But during that time, I had never met Dylan.Various thoughts appeared in my mind, and the seeds of suspicion grew thicker day by day. In the end, what was Dylan hiding from me? Or rather