Infinity: Others play games with krypton gold, I play games with krypton life

in the ward.

Xiao Qianchuan lay on the bed with his eyes open, not feeling sleepy at all. When the door opened, he immediately sat up alertly.

"it's me."

Lanbo walked in crouching and lowered his voice like a thief.

Xiao Qianchuan felt relieved instantly, his eyes shining with anticipation.

"How is it? Have you found Brother He? Which ward is he in?"

Lan Bo sat down in front of the bed and carefully observed Xiao Qianchuan's expression. He hesitated for a long time but couldn't get to the point.

"I went through all the wards in this hospital. I also asked the nurses. I can't go into the archives room, so I don't know if there was any..."

Xiao Qianchuan suddenly realized what Lanbo's answer was, but he didn't want to believe it.

"What do you mean?"

"I... I mean..."

Seeing that Xiao Qianchuan looked unhappy, Lan Bo didn't know how to start the conversation.

"that is……"

Xiao Qianchuan grabbed Lanbo's arm and almost couldn't control his strength.

"What did you find out? Tell me the truth."

"You...you let go first. Don't use so much force. I'm afraid your thin fingers will be broken again."

Lan Bo pulled his arm out and made a joke. After the other party's overly excited emotions calmed down a little, he spoke carefully.

"Um, is it possible that you remembered it wrongly? There is no one named Xiao He here."

Xiao Qianchuan suddenly looked up and retorted.

"how is this possible?"

"Without Brother He, who would have stayed with me in the hospital? Who shared food with me? Who cared for me? Who comforted me and told me not to be afraid of the dark? Who taught those guys who bullied me a lesson? Who put me in solitary confinement? And who saved my life?"

Lanbo was unable to answer this series of questions.

Xiao Qianchuan knew clearly, "Without Brother He, I would never have survived the fire that year."

"Little Brother He must exist. What went wrong? Didn't we go back to ten years ago? In fact, we are now in another parallel time and space, a world where Little Brother He doesn't exist. Without Little Brother He here, who will come to save me? I will die here, and my life will end when I am 13 years old."

"If there is no Brother He, then what is the meaning of all the hard work I have done over the years to make money? Brother He must be here. He must exist. Maybe he is just hiding. I want to find him, I must find him."

Xiao Qianchuan was so sure that Lan Bo suspected that he had not checked carefully enough. But his lucky intuition was not wrong.

The result of his innate skill told him that there was indeed no one named Xiao He in this hospital. Whether it was patients, doctors, nurses or security guards, there was not even a single person with the last name He.

only……

Lan Bo looked up at the man who seemed a little crazy on the hospital bed, and had a bad feeling in his heart.

There were some things he felt he shouldn't say in front of Xiao Qianchuan, maybe he should talk to Officer Ling first. But looking at the situation in front of him, he didn't dare to let Xiao Qianchuan continue to think about it.

Xiao Qianchuan has always played by his own rules. To put it nicely, he was brave, to put it bluntly, he was courting death. Lan Bo was afraid that if he wasn't careful, the other party would abandon the mission and go investigate alone.

Lanbo was really scared.

It's better to explode now than to worry.

"You... um... I didn't mean anything else. I just cared about you. You were very ill at that time, weren't you?"

Xiao Qianchuan looked at Lan Bo steadily without answering, but his silence said it all.

Lan Bo chose his words carefully, "So is it possible that you remembered it wrongly, or mixed up some things?"

This time Xiao Qianchuan answered quickly, "You mean to say that Brother Xiao He is actually a hallucination that I imagined when I was ill, and he doesn't exist at all, right?"

Sensing the coldness in Xiao Qianchuan's words, Lan Bo quickly shook his head.

"No, no, no! That's not what I meant. I definitely don't doubt your mental state. It's just that... is there a possibility that Brother He's last name is not He?"

Xiao Qianchuan was suddenly stunned and frowned as he began to think.

The memory of the first time he met Brother He was no longer clear in his mind, but there were some fragments and words that Xiao Qianchuan would never forget.

Apart from Mother Yang and Sister Yaoyao in the orphanage, he rarely paid attention to others, and could even be considered very indifferent. That was the first time Xiao Qianchuan took the initiative to ask someone's name.

Xiao Qianchuan remembered it clearly, it was an afternoon. The man had his back to the window, the sun shining on him, like a god descending from heaven.

He told him that his name was Xiao He.

"Xiao He."

Xiao Qianchuan leaned back on the hospital bed, looked up at the pale ceiling, and muttered to himself.

"If it's not Xiao He, then what should it be called?"

Lanbo thought he was asking himself, and he couldn't help but say what he had been holding back for a long time.

"You!"

Xiao Qianchuan looked down at Lan Bo, not quite understanding what the other party was saying.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You... you think about it carefully. We go back to ten years ago through the game. Officer Ling is Doctor Ling, I am Nurse Lan, and you? Who are you?"

Xiao Qianchuan replied in a daze, "I am a patient."

Lan Bo grabbed Xiao Qianchuan's hand and raised it in front of him, "What's your name?"

Following the strength of Lanbo's hand, Xiao Qianchuan's gaze slowly fell on his wrist.

On his left wrist hung loosely the bracelet that the hospital gave to all inpatients. Because it was too light, or perhaps because he was used to it, Xiao Qianchuan completely ignored it.

The waterproof plastic paper material had curled up at the edges due to being worn for too long. Xiao Qianchuan broke away from Lanbo's hand and smoothed out the small part with his name written on it.

He saw an unfamiliar name.

"Xiao He."

"Xiao He."

"Little Brother He!"

There was a loud bang in Xiao Qianchuan's head, as if he was hit hard by a sledgehammer, and he felt dizzy and dazed.

But the two words on the bracelet were deeply imprinted in his eyes and branded in his mind, igniting a bonfire deep in his memory and illuminating the darkness.

Xiao Qianchuan remembered.

All the vague memories of when he was 13 years old jumped out from the darkness and played out before his eyes like a kaleidoscope.

He remembered it all.