Why Does Muichiro Forget Novels & Stories

,I walk towards my room, shutting the door behind me,as tears stream my face. I sob to my heart's content,my thoughts bitter and heart pained. He's probably moved on,happy. I hug my knees to my chest,crying like I have never cried before. What should I do to forget him?

So I began to pack my bags, but Sienna texted me halfway, attached with a photo of the car trunk full of champagne roses. [Look, Fiona. Duke still remembers champagne roses—these are my favorite.] [Thank you for grooming such a perfect partner. He's so much more romantic than before.] I didn't reply, and quietly ticked another day off the calendar. - That night, Duke broke his promise again—in fact, he didn't come home over the next few days either. As I solemnly cleared signs that I lived in my house and ticked the days off the calendar, I finally understood—when you were disappointed enough, you wouldn't even want to leave anything for the other person to remember you by.

It's as though every possible clue or piece of advice slips through my fingers like sand. The anxiety builds up in a crescendo in my mind, making it difficult to think straight. Just as I'm submerged deep in thought, I hear Michal’s voice cutting through my mental cacophony, pulling me back to reality. “Babe, can you bring me a towel, please? I forgot,” he calls out. His request makes me chuckle, the sound bubbling up unexpectedly, because how is it that a person like Michal, who is trusted with significant responsibilities as Sebastian’s right-hand man, can’t remember the simplest of things, like grabbing a towel before a shower?

Mu Zi tried her best to recall, but the memory images in her mind were blurred, and she couldn't recall them. During the time when she first got married, she did live a muddled life, washing her face in tears whenever she thought of her grandmother, and completely failed to notice Mu Zenin's abnormality ...... No wonder ...... No wonder Mu Zenin never mentioned that kind of request to her, she had thought that Mu Zenin was concerned about the sudden loss of her loved ones, and had the intention to give her grandmother to keep her filial piety, it turned out that he did not want to, but could not!

Not really. “You shouldn’t be here,” he said the moment he saw me. “Then why haven’t you locked your door?” I snapped, shoving the flash drive into his palm. “I need to know if it’s real.” He stared at it for a long time. Then sighed. “I warned you both,” he said. “Back then. Memory tampering comes at a cost.” “I don’t care. I want it back.” He narrowed his eyes. “Are you ready to remember everything?”

"Brother Mu, take good care of Brother Mo. When he wakes up, he will forget what happened before." No way! What Miss Xu meant was that their young master had lost that memory. It seemed that maybe she really didn't want the young master to remember this. Mu Yan suddenly recalled something like this. I love you as lowly as dust! He sighed lightly in his heart. Mu Yan's heart ached. Just because the young master had told him that it was impossible for the two of them to be together, he had silently chosen to withdraw. Even if he had to pay such a great price, he would not hesitate to do so.

Before long, a strong scent of jasmine drifted in. Elio wrapped his arms around me from behind, his voice soft and coaxing. "Why didn't you wait up? Are you mad at me? The doctor already told you the memory loss was an accident and that it'll take time to resolve. I've already agreed to rebuild things with you. What more do you want from me?" I didn't respond. He didn't know I had already learned the truth. Even when I didn't respond, he wasn't mad and kept talking anyway, his voice low against my ear.

"You forget Juliet's your fiancée now? Thought you two were today's headline couple. Bet she's at home in something skimpy, waiting for round two." His face dropped. "How do you even know that?" I didn't answer. Just laid it out. "You don't remember me. Called me crazy. Said I was chasing clout. So don't show up now acting like that baby meant something. Please. You wanted out—we're done." I was cutting every last thread. But he wouldn't let go. He stood there, swaying a little, eyes darting everywhere but at me. Lips pressed tight. After a long beat, he finally said, "I just lost my memory. The doctor said it's temporary. If you wait a bit, it might all come back."

- she pointed out. - You're right. God, why didn't I think about this before?- Miyuki grabbed her head, mentally cursing her shortsightedness.- I was so angry with Kai, I didn't want to see him again after our last conversation... that it didn't even occur to me that he is Aoi's brother and might actually know something more.- she continued, then looked gratefully at her friend.- Yumiko, I have no idea what I'll do without you. Thank you, you are wonderful.- she added, hugging her shoulder lightly.

The sky had gone dark. I couldn't persuade myself to move or to go in. His strange, mysterious talking was confusing and dreading me the most. He lost his memory and forgot everything about me. A shudder worked down my spine. Meri thought frightened me. I could never imagine myself forgetting him. Was he trying to tell me something? Was he planning something? He never told me anything. He attended his meeting in another language. So I couldn't get a word. It was clearly showing, it was related to me.