Delusive Birth

The first strange thing was that, after a car accident, he found himself inside a gap. Shen Qianchen had an exceptionally good memory. He remembered the names of his elementary school classmates, the five yuan the cafeteria worker had given him too much in change, and the cover color of the seventh book in the third row on the library's third floor. But he couldn't remember "xx." He learned later that people who had nearly died could see a crack. Step through it, and you'd enter a deadly game. To survive, you had to beat it. He beat one game after another and saved one person after another. He remembered everyone. The only person he'd forgotten was the one whose name was written on the first page of that notebook.

"Have some candy." Su Yanci set a mint on the armrest.

Shen Qianchen took it but didn't eat it.

"You're not going to eat it?"

"I'll save it. In case you run out of candy someday."

Su Yanci kissed him. "...You sure have a sweet mouth."

A college student with a pathologically good memory × a petite, mature woman who uses candy to suppress her bloodline. Chinese horror + rules-based mysteries + ensemble infinite-flow.