Soon enough, Lin Qin is at XĂź Beijinâs bookstore.
He already has free access to the residence, so he doesnât need to wait until XĂź Beijin is at home, as XĂź Beijin gave him the privilege a rather long time ago.
As one of the owners of this bookstore now, Lin Qin actually hasnât even been back at his own residence for a long time.
XĂź Beijin can see that, on the control panel, a shiny glowing name of Lin Qin follows right after the âBookstore (Bottom floor)â entry.
Itâs quite fascinating, really.
When he first met Lin Qin, he thought the young man was unreasonable and a nuisance. Why would someone so insist on fighting with him for so many times?
No matter how many times he refused him, too. Lin Qin was stubborn. Then he started to buy drinks to appeal to him, and inserts himself into his dry, monochromatic lifeâŚ
All the little details add up, narrowing the distance between them.
Regardless, it seems the moment Lin Qin noticed XĂź Beijin, their futures were destined to intertwine.
Theyâre both special in the Tower, and special in a way only the other one understands.
XĂź Beijin canât help but feel something tugging at his chest thinking so.
After the momentary distraction, he uses the control panel to first lock up his Nightmare, so that no one can enter.
Itâs a shame he can only lock his own Nightmare, because he is technically the âServerâ right now, so he can lock up his, Iroâs, Nightmare.
The Server doesnât have the authority to shut down Nightmares of other Tower residents. Itâs the gameâs own rules.
Only when XĂź Beijin has such a special identity, plus NE being asleep, does it mean that he will be able to let himself have a good sleep by exploiting the situation.
Then, XĂź Beijin modifies the setup of the top floor a little, giving himself an isolated space with a windowââ
Unlike NE, he would rather not sleep somewhere with only walls and a feeling of confinement and emptiness.
There is a bed by the windowâs side, and only a rolling grey fog makes up the scenery outside.
But fortunately, XĂź Beijinâs state of mind has changed.
Once, the grey fog was only home to their lost companions.
Now, the grey fog is also home to an NEâŚ
Thinking so, XĂź Beijin canât help but want to laugh at NEâs expense.
An AI? Hah. You still have to deal with useless, junk data.
Though, âjunk data,â huhâŚ
XĂź Beijinâs smile fades, and he sighs.
He goes to bugger Lin Qin with more conversation instead rather than continuing to wallow in his thoughts.
Finally, he has a chance to have a good, long talk with Lin Qin. He told him what happened in the past, what faces humanity now, and what he talked about with NE. Then, after some consideration, he tells Lin Qin about his memories.
âDo you want to remember the past?â
XĂź Beijin is lying on his bed right now, and so is Lin Qin.
XĂź Beijin can feel sleepiness threatening to drag him deep down, but heâs still staving it off for now to ask Lin Qin.
âIâll do what you want,â Lin Qin says, âit doesnât matter to me.â
XĂź Beijinâs sleepiness is gone in an instant. He explains, âbut itâs your own past.â
âI donât think of it as my past,â Lin Qin says earnestly, âthat is⌠no longer my past. I donât know what Iâll be like with the memory back.â
XĂź Beijin is quiet.
Heâs also worrying about that. Heâs worriedââLin Qin with his memories back, would become unfamiliar. What if, Lin Qin no longer likes him once he regains his memories?
But that line of thought is quite selfish, thinks Lin Qin. He should trust Lin Qin more, instead of being so⌠self-centred.
Lin Qin is clearly aware of the possibility as well.
Itâs quite true he might not desire to remember his past either. Itâs something thatâs already⌠not him. The old âLin Qinâ has already âdied.â
XĂź Beijin is quiet for long enough that he feels like he should say something.
Lin Qin is the first to break the silence, though, âI donât especially want my memories back,â he continues, frankly, âI feel pretty good like this, being with youââAnd the others, but mainly you. To work together for success.
I think itâs quite pleasant to me already. If my memories came back, it might just throw a wrench in things.â
XĂź Beijin isnât sure what to say to that.
Finally, Lin Qin concludes, with a pretty cheerful tone, âwe can talk about it after weâre done saving the world. Oh, and Beijin, you can also help me see what the memories are like, first.â
XĂź Beijin is surprised, and awkwardly says, âwhat do you even mean âhelp you seeâ the memories firstâŚâ
âI trust you.â
XĂź Beijin falls silent once again.
Lin Qin quietly adds, âif you think that, youâll still like me with my memories back, then Iâll take them. If you donât like the me in my memories, then not.â
XĂź Beijin furrows his brows, explaining, âLin Qin, I canât⌠Itâs your own memories. You canât just judge it off of what I likeâŚâ
âBut Iâm happy to,â Lin Qin refutes, âmy world has always been blank, and youâve said it as well. Youâre my entire worldââItâs all you, you and me.
Itâs good enough for me, so I donât really care about my past memories.â
He is really thinking of it like that.
XĂź Beijinâs lips tremble a little.
He wants to tell him, the Lin Qin right now doesnât know about all the grandeur in the world;
He is only someone living in this closed, myopic game world. Only⌠an NPC.
XĂź Beijin really doesnât want to describe Lin Qin like that, but it is truly an apt description.
Right now, at a moment in time when there is true hope they can leave the Tower, XĂź Beijin wishes that Lin Qinâs world could be more colourful.
He never thought about it this way before, having both been long-time prisoners of the Tower, when it would be delusional; however, now, itâs different.
Even if thereâs still a possibility neither of them could leave the Tower.
XĂź Beijin is smiling somewhat bitterly.
Lin Qin can hear his loveâs self-mocking smile. He knows his love is thinking pessimistically again.
He says, ânever mind all that. Weâll think about memories and stuff after weâve saved the worldââNo, I mean, after weâve finished âunserious business.ââ
XĂź Beijin, speechless, asks, âis that all you think about every day now?â
âBecause I want to be closer to you,â Lin Qin says quite literally, âto be negative in distance.â
XĂź Beijinâs face is burning up. Thank goodness no one can see him hear. Giving up all pretensions of courtesy, he just says, âsure.â
Lin Qin immediately sits back up from his bed, but then morosely says, âbut youâre not on the bottom floor right now.â
XĂź Beijin sounds quite amused, âthatâs why, it is unsuitable to engage in âunserious businessâ right now.â
Lin Qin ââŚâ
Is it fun to tease him like that?!
Falling back onto the bed with a âthump,â sulking angrily for a bit, he dryly says, âgood nightâŚâ
XĂź Beijin chuckles again, and replies, âgood night.â
This has perhaps been the most relaxing and peaceful night heâs spent since entering the Tower.
However, when he wakes up the next day, heâll still have to face much more pressing issues.