Infinite Flow: Becoming a God in a Nightmare Game

So he forgot so many things?

Moreover, he also had a deceased younger brother in real life.

Otherwise, how could he have felt powerless towards someone in the twin instances?

If my younger brother dies, will he also enter the game?

How did he die? Could it be that his own actions led to his brother's death?

Also, the AD calcium in the refrigerator is what my younger brother likes to drink.

Now, in addition to his initial goals of taking revenge on Bai Xiaoyu and destroying the Nightmare Game, Jiang Qi also has the added task of finding his younger brother and his true memories.

Could Bai Xiaoyu be the one who started all of this?

If so, he would say that he was so stupid in his previous life, and that Bai Xiaoyu was part of it.

So, it's time to give him a good beating in the next dungeon.

If not, he would keep searching until he found this person.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Qi's thoughts gradually returned, and he was like a confused child.

In the real world, do the people he cares about still exist?

It turns out that he was always alone, no matter what.

Jiang Qi was visibly exhausted after receiving such a large amount of information.

Jiang Qi pinched the bridge of his nose hard, slowly leaned back on the sofa, and then curled up into a ball.

This was an extremely insecure posture, and he thought that he would never repeat the same mistake in this life.

Before Jiang Qi could process his emotions further, there was a rhythmic knocking at the door.

Jiang Qi had no choice but to get up from the sofa and slip on his slippers to open the door.

As if sensing his presence, Lu Zhi appeared right at the right moment outside his door.

As soon as the door opened, Lu Zhi's handsome face was right in front of him. Before Jiang Qi could react, Lu Zhi forced his way in through the crack in the door.

Jiang Qi was in a bad mood and had no time to pay attention to him.

After closing the door, Jiang Qi sat back on the sofa and stared blankly at a point.

Lu Zhi once again barged into his world without permission.

Just when Jiang Qi thought Lu Zhi wouldn't do anything, Lu Zhi did something he never expected.

Lu Zhi pressed down on Jiang Qi like a large dog, forcing Jiang Qi to tilt his head back to avoid bumping into him.

Lu Zhi nuzzled his neck, his hair tickling Jiang Qi.

Upon smelling the shampoo in Lu Zhi's hair, Jiang Qi couldn't help but be surprised that Lu Zhi would wash his hair like a human.

Lu Zhi wrapped his arms tightly around Jiang Qi's waist, wishing he could meld Jiang Qi into his very bones.

Jiang Qi had never been this close to anyone before, and Lu Zhi had crossed the line several times.

Jiang Qi did not feel any resistance, but he was still a little at a loss, unsure whether to put his hands down or not.

However, Jiang Qi knew the reason why Lu Zhi did this: he had become aware of his own emotions.

Jiang Qi slowly wrapped his arms around Lu Zhi. Lu Zhi was stunned for a moment, then reacted and began to rub against Jiang Qi even more enthusiastically.

Jiang Qi's heart softened; Lu Zhi was acting just like a little puppy.

When Jiang Qi was feeling down, Lu Zhi comforted him in this way.

Although nothing was said, that was enough.

Strangely enough, Jiang Qi's discomfort gradually dissipated after being embraced by Lu Zhi.

However, being pressed down by the body of an adult who was heavier than himself was really too much for Jiang Qi to bear.

Half of his body was numb. Jiang Qi was not used to maintaining such an ambiguous posture for too long, so he gently patted Lu Zhi's back with both hands.

Lu Zhi sensed Jiang Qi's movement and instead of letting go, he hugged her even tighter.

Jiang Qi was truly helpless, and the tone of his voice was so soft that he himself didn't even realize it, almost like he was coaxing a child.

"Sweetie, Lu Zhi, get up first. I can't breathe while you're holding me like this, and I'm also a little hot."

Hearing Jiang Qi's words, Lu Zhi obediently loosened his grip, but still showed no intention of getting up.

Is it hot? Lu Zhi didn't think so.

If I see my face reflected in your pupils.

And you just happened to remember that I had once appeared in your life.

Lu Zhi thought that the temperature of tears was hotter than that of an embrace.