He didn't lose his memory.
But when Jie Zhouyan wanted to answer this way, he suddenly realized that he did not have "amnesia", but at the same time he did not have "memory".
He didn't know his name or who he was. He had been in the Escape Hotel since he regained consciousness.
Maybe it was a long time, maybe it was a short time - he didn't care, because time had no meaning to him.
He didn't need to eat or rest, so he just stayed quietly on the top floor, existing in a very boring and uninteresting way.
I haven't thought about leaving here.
It's not because he knows that he is a terrifying and ominous existence, the most terrifying embodiment of doom - he can't be considerate and make concessions for other people's feelings, and he is far from being so selfless, but just because - all this is meaningless.
Boring.
That's all.
But when he felt the breath coming from outside the window, he seemed to feel the existence of "himself" as never before.
and palpitations.
Even when he saw the man about to fall from a high altitude, he was once again stimulated in a different way. His heart seemed to pound hard and violently, and a vague emotion that could probably be called fear occupied his entire body.
He would be afraid too.
When you imagine a very, frightening scene.
Such a rare emotional fluctuation made him involuntarily step forward, grasp the overly thin wrist, hug the boy from the dangerous height, and as if to vent his anger, strangle the monster into irreparable pieces.
He seemed a little angry.
This was a very rare emotion for him, and it made him feel overwhelmed.
Then, he and the boy looked at each other.
In the next moment, the body seemed to act before the mind.
But he didn't regret it, because it felt really... good.
The feeling of holding the boy in my arms and taking over all his presence.
Although the strange heat and the constant absorbing behavior like drinking poison to quench thirst were more like a kind of torture to him, it must be said that he enjoyed such torture.
To make him let go would be real torture.
At this time, Jie Zhouyan was, to some extent, very honest and gullible, so he told Yuan Yuxue all his knowledge - which was, to some extent, very outrageous.
He didn't lose his memory, he just didn't know his name or who he was, and he just stayed here day after day.
Yuan Yuxue: “…”
Yuan Yuxue was silent for a moment before she told the person in front of her, "You just lost your memory."
Yuan Yuxue explained to the person in front of him very patiently, "Your name is Jie Zhouyan. We have experienced many dungeons and missions together..." Yuan Yuxue is not a talkative person, so those past events that seemed to be very closely related were explained by him in just a few words.
He looked into Jie Zhouyan's eyes, "Although you have forgotten, my name is Yuan Yuxue, and I am your..."
friend.
Before Yuan Yuxue finished speaking, a word suddenly popped into Jie Zhouyan's mind.
He had almost no doubt about Yuan Yuxue's words and accepted this memory infusion wholeheartedly - in fact, even if Yuan Yuxue lied to him, it didn't matter, Jie Zhouyan didn't care.