Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again
Chapter 196
"Mr. Lin, your task is to retrieve the memory of the original owner within a year." The information that the system reads the story book is a blank. This time, you don't need to follow the plot, you just need to do yourself well.
"For a year, if I didn't come, how long would the owner lose his memory?" Lin Jinan collapsed on the bed, panting some loud.
He worked for nearly a morning before he cleaned up the room where the man had piled up his sundries.
"About fifty years." The system make complaints about the time of the love letter, "it's quite different from what the doctor said."
The final result of the original Lord is that he struggles at the bottom of the society with the memory missing for more than 20 years. He was shy and timid, and did not dare to call the police when something happened.
He did not have identification, the lost memory and his knowledge also disappeared, a little more formal companies can not accept him.
As a result, the desperate owner went to the club and became the plaything of the rich.
Relying on his beauty, he saved a sum of money and went to a coastal third tier city after leaving the club.
With his ID card obtained from special channels, he bought a cheap apartment and opened a small flower shop with the remaining money. The business was not good, but it was enough to maintain the daily expenses.
Lin Jinan opened the last page of the love letter and became the old man's original owner. He died alone in the apartment. Until he died, he did not remember who he was. He left the world with a strong regret and reluctance.
"I'll come on! Tongge. " Lin Jinan lies on the quilt and buries his face in the soft pillow.
You can't use other people's power to regain memory. Lin Jinan can't call the police and ask for help. He can't spread his photos on the Internet for the relatives of the original owner to see.
"The task is too harsh." Lin Jinan stuffy voice came out, he touched the wound with his fingers.
It's very painful. The doctor shaved off the piece of hair in order to facilitate the treatment of the wound.
It must be ugly. Lin Jinan wrinkled his face. He found a mirror in the room.
The original owner really looks like a girl, and even his personality is a little bit feminine.
He is a gay, born to like men. It is reasonable to say that growing up like him should not lack boyfriends, but the original owner is timid, and the mother and fetus are single. He did not dare to contact with men, but also very homesick, not going out how to encounter love.
"Mr. Lin, it's time for dinner." The system reminds us that Jiang Zhi takes a lunch break in his room. During this time, he has to work as a host to pay off his debts.
"I see. I'm going to the kitchen to cook." Lin Jinan lazily turned out of bed, he also wanted to take a lunch break.
But when people are under the eaves, they have to bow when they should.
Lin Jinan took cabbage from the refrigerator and put it on the chopper. With a kitchen knife in his right hand, "brother Tong, should I break the vegetables and wash them first?"
In the past years, it was all men cooking. Lin just opened his mouth to eat, and the number of times he cooked was zero.
"Mr. Lin, your lover is very kind to you." The system choked. Although the host did not show affection, it still felt the sour smell of dog food.
How to say that? Tongsheng is really hard.
Lin Jinan began to put oil into the pot. When the oil was heated, it was like a firecracker, and it exploded everywhere.
The strong man in the kitchen held the lid of the pot to block his face. He summoned up his courage and poured a pot of cabbage into it.
The alarm was cleared and the artillery was put out. But a new crisis appeared, Lin Jinan poured into the pot dishes did not pay attention to the heat, a heart will burn.
"For a year, if I didn't come, how long would the owner lose his memory?" Lin Jinan collapsed on the bed, panting some loud.
He worked for nearly a morning before he cleaned up the room where the man had piled up his sundries.
"About fifty years." The system make complaints about the time of the love letter, "it's quite different from what the doctor said."
The final result of the original Lord is that he struggles at the bottom of the society with the memory missing for more than 20 years. He was shy and timid, and did not dare to call the police when something happened.
He did not have identification, the lost memory and his knowledge also disappeared, a little more formal companies can not accept him.
As a result, the desperate owner went to the club and became the plaything of the rich.
Relying on his beauty, he saved a sum of money and went to a coastal third tier city after leaving the club.
With his ID card obtained from special channels, he bought a cheap apartment and opened a small flower shop with the remaining money. The business was not good, but it was enough to maintain the daily expenses.
Lin Jinan opened the last page of the love letter and became the old man's original owner. He died alone in the apartment. Until he died, he did not remember who he was. He left the world with a strong regret and reluctance.
"I'll come on! Tongge. " Lin Jinan lies on the quilt and buries his face in the soft pillow.
You can't use other people's power to regain memory. Lin Jinan can't call the police and ask for help. He can't spread his photos on the Internet for the relatives of the original owner to see.
"The task is too harsh." Lin Jinan stuffy voice came out, he touched the wound with his fingers.
It's very painful. The doctor shaved off the piece of hair in order to facilitate the treatment of the wound.
It must be ugly. Lin Jinan wrinkled his face. He found a mirror in the room.
The original owner really looks like a girl, and even his personality is a little bit feminine.
He is a gay, born to like men. It is reasonable to say that growing up like him should not lack boyfriends, but the original owner is timid, and the mother and fetus are single. He did not dare to contact with men, but also very homesick, not going out how to encounter love.
"Mr. Lin, it's time for dinner." The system reminds us that Jiang Zhi takes a lunch break in his room. During this time, he has to work as a host to pay off his debts.
"I see. I'm going to the kitchen to cook." Lin Jinan lazily turned out of bed, he also wanted to take a lunch break.
But when people are under the eaves, they have to bow when they should.
Lin Jinan took cabbage from the refrigerator and put it on the chopper. With a kitchen knife in his right hand, "brother Tong, should I break the vegetables and wash them first?"
In the past years, it was all men cooking. Lin just opened his mouth to eat, and the number of times he cooked was zero.
"Mr. Lin, your lover is very kind to you." The system choked. Although the host did not show affection, it still felt the sour smell of dog food.
How to say that? Tongsheng is really hard.
Lin Jinan began to put oil into the pot. When the oil was heated, it was like a firecracker, and it exploded everywhere.
The strong man in the kitchen held the lid of the pot to block his face. He summoned up his courage and poured a pot of cabbage into it.
The alarm was cleared and the artillery was put out. But a new crisis appeared, Lin Jinan poured into the pot dishes did not pay attention to the heat, a heart will burn.
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