Also known as:
"Echoes of the Abyss: My Rival Always Wants to Mark Me" "Being Pampered by My Rival in a Horror Game"
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Luo Yihe, the fallen genius game master.
A car accident not only shattered all his memories of the unfinished masterpiece "Echo of the Abyss", but also shattered his life. Today, he is the "beautiful waste" that is lamented in the circle, with only blank eyes and a sense of fragility.
Until one midnight, he and his former rival - He Shiye, the now unparalleled technological upstart - were dragged by a brutal force into a terrifying world full of bizarre and murderous things.
Every line of code in this world is engraved with a familiarity that chills his bones - "Echo of the Abyss", the source of his lost nightmare!
To him, the world is chaotic, disorderly and malicious. The monsters are ferocious, the puzzles are deadly, and every step is on the verge of collapse.
But in the dark, there was always a cold and anxious voice, like a gangrene attached to the bone, penetrating the chaos and licking his consciousness accurately:
"Come back... My Maker... Find me..." Who is that? Is it a life-threatening ghost, or... The darkest version of himself that he tore apart with his own hands?
And beside him was He Shiye.
Mr. He, who used to be tit-for-tat, now seems like a different person.
Faced with the overwhelming terror, He Shiye smiled mischievously, but his tall body imprisoned him like a rock.
"What are you afraid of?" Hot breath sprayed on Luo Yihe's sensitive ears, He Shiye's Adam's apple rolled, his voice was low and smiling, but his palms were hot against his cold and trembling waistline, "As long as I'm here, they can't even touch a hair on your head."
The predator in the mall in the past has now transformed into the most loyal mad dog.
He blocked the fatal blow for him, blood spattered on the side of his face, but his eyes locked excitedly on the pale face of the man in his arms: "Tsk, now you owe me more than one project, Luo Gong."
He made jokes and teased him with clumsy jokes, but when he was curled up in pain from the memory fragments, he used his calloused thumb to wipe away the wet marks at the corners of his eyes with almost restraint, and his tone was unprecedentedly serious: "Bite me if it hurts, don't hold it in."
When the cold procedural obsession collided with He Shiye's hot desire for exclusivity——
This deadly game about memory, survival and soul ownership has just begun.
Hush - listen, the abyss is echoing, it says... He is mine.
And He Shiye sneered and hugged the person in his arms tighter: dreaming.
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He Shiye (Gong), who didn't know what happened but still tried to accompany Shou, and Luo Yihe (Shou), who felt that the whole world was very baffling
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