Lu Wuming was indeed an idiot.
It was precisely because he was an idiot that he thought of this strange way to alleviate his uncontrollable feelings of inferiority.
Upon hearing his answer, Liu Buli was momentarily at a loss for what expression to wear.
After a moment of quiet silence, his gaze remained fixed on Lu Wuming. He carefully confirmed that the inferiority and worry in the other's eyes were genuine, and then he chuckled in disbelief, "Lu Wuming, in your eyes, am I truly such a perfect being?"
Lu Wuming didn't quite understand the meaning behind Liu Buli's sudden question.
After a slight hesitation, he nodded vigorously. Agreeing with Liu Buli, he said, "Master has always been the most perfect person in this world, both before and now. Even if you don't remember me now, it doesn't detract from your perfection."
He spoke with utmost sincerity, so much so that it bordered on childishness.
Liu Buli listened, laughing continuously, and shook his head. "Because I am so perfect, you feel you are not worthy of me, and that's why you came up with this method, to give yourself some leverage to avoid separation, right?"
This time, when Lu Wuming heard Liu Buli's question, he remained silent with a hint of hesitation.
This was because before Liu Buli lost his memory, he had repeatedly reminded and corrected him, urging him to live well and to no longer harbor any feelings of inferiority.
He had always believed that by staying by his Master's side, he would eventually forget those things that made him feel inferior. However, during their conversation just now, he realized that he hadn't forgotten as thoroughly as he thought.
Deep within his mind, he still subconsciously felt that his Master was the most perfect being in the world. If he didn't work harder, even if his Master didn't abandon him, he would feel unworthy and wouldn't dare to stand by his side openly.
If he were to say these words to his Master, his Master would surely be angry.
But the one questioning him now was Liu Buli, who had forgotten their past. Since the other wanted an honest answer, it should be alright to speak the truth, shouldn't it?
With this thought, Lu Wuming stealthily glanced at Liu Buli's face and then slowly nodded, acknowledging his previous question.
Seeing his cautious demeanor, Liu Buli knew that this response contained no falsehoods.
However, it was precisely because of this that his sense of helplessness grew even stronger. Shaking his head gently, Liu Buli spoke, "I think there might be some misunderstanding between us. You say we've been together for many years, so you should know very well that if you were truly someone unworthy of me, then no matter what you did, I would absolutely not be with you, right?"
He said this intending to reassure Lu Wuming a little. But unexpectedly, after hearing his words, the other clearly showed a nervous expression, as if he were genuinely contemplating whether he was worthy of him, with the word "panic" almost written plainly on his face.
Seeing his reaction, all of Liu Buli's emotions turned to helplessness. He reached out and pinched Lu Wuming's cheek, tugging it gently. He added, "I know you're a fool, but you don't have to display your foolishness so thoroughly. I didn't mean anything else by what I just said; I just wanted to tell you that since I've already agreed to be with you and we've already had our ceremony, it proves that I acknowledge you as my lover and have no intention of separating from you. I don't know what kind of person you are, but I am very devoted. Unless you actively do something to betray me, I will absolutely not leave you on my own initiative!"
Liu Buli spoke with extreme earnestness, but only after finishing did he suddenly realize that his words sounded exactly like a confession to the other.
He couldn't help but blush slightly for a moment, averting his gaze and stammering, trying to add something to at least make his image appear a little more dignified.
But this Lu Wuming, he truly embodied the word "foolishness" to the extreme, completely failing to grasp the atmosphere. Upon hearing Liu Buli's impassioned confession, not only did he not show any signs of happiness, but he pouted, looking as if he were about to cry from grievance.
Then, meeting Liu Buli's bewildered gaze, Lu Wuming said earnestly, "You also said you wouldn't break up with me, but aren't you forgetting me completely now? You won't even let me kiss you when I'm moved. Isn't this keeping your distance? Master really is the best at saying deceptive things."
Liu Buli's mouth twitched. He really wanted to retort, "This is clearly two different things!"
But seeing Lu Wuming's pitiful appearance, the retort remained unspoken, and he couldn't utter a single word.
Alright, he admitted that even if his memory hadn't returned, the habits left in his body still reminded him constantly when they came into contact, telling him that he had indeed had a past with this man that he had forgotten.
It was precisely because he was very clear about this that Liu Buli allowed this man to stay in his home. After all, he was indeed his lover, and he had no intention of refuting that.
But the problem was that while he didn't refute this, he also didn't allow for any more intimate actions. From a certain perspective, his behavior did seem rather scummy.
Moreover, thinking about it carefully, he didn't seem to reject the man's physical contact at all. So, satisfying some of the other's expectations...
It wasn't an unacceptable thing, was it?
With this thought, Liu Buli suddenly felt much calmer.
Reaching out, he patted Lu Wuming's shoulder, adopting a magnanimous air. He smiled brilliantly at the other and said, "Don't be so sad, as if I've bullied you. I think what you said makes sense. Perhaps some intimate contact between us will be more conducive to my memory recovery. So, how about this: in the future, when you want to be intimate with me, you inform me in advance. Give me some psychological preparation, and I won't refuse you anymore."
Lu Wuming did not reply.
His eyes held suspicion.
Liu Buli had no choice but to earnestly reiterate, "I'm not lying to you, I really won't refuse."
This time, Lu Wuming narrowed his eyes, no longer speaking words of doubt. Instead, he stared into Liu Buli's eyes and said, word by word, "Then I'm going to kiss you now, Master. Are you ready?"