Lu Mingyu: "!!!"
From his slightly widened pupils, it was obvious that Lu Mingyu did not believe him.
"Y-you're joking, right?!" Lu Mingyu denied it.
Song Shi'an took out Lu Mingyu's phone, opened his photo album, and scrolled down.
It was full of pictures of the two of them together.
Lu Mingyu had insisted on dragging him into taking those photos before.
Looking at the pictures, the certainty in Lu Mingyu's eyes gradually turned into confusion.
Judging by the dates on the photos, he had indeed been with the man in front of him.
"We were together?" Lu Mingyu asked.
Song Shi'an nodded. "Yeah."
Lu Mingyu seemed unable to believe it, his voice trembling slightly. "Then... when we were together, I was the one on the bottom?"
After all, Song Shi'an had just said that he was his husband.
Song Shi'an answered solemnly, "Yes."
Lu Mingyu felt as if the crash had left him with some lingering effects. His vision was going dark.
"Why... why was I on the bottom?!" Lu Mingyu clearly still did not believe it.
He was six foot two, had an eight-pack, worked out every day, and was handsome. Why would he be on the bottom?!
Song Shi'an said, "You loved me too much, so you became a bottom for love."
Lu Mingyu was beginning to question his entire life.
Him? Becoming a bottom for love?
When had he become so love-struck?!
But he truly could not remember even the slightest thing about Song Shi'an.
Even with the photos, he still doubted whether Song Shi'an was telling the truth.
"You didn't Photoshop these pictures to trick me, did you?" Lu Mingyu asked suspiciously.
Song Shi'an said, "Look at this face of mine. Does it make your heart flutter?"
Lu Mingyu stared directly at Song Shi'an's face,