In Ji Chenai’s memory, there was no mention of anyone named Liu Ziming.

However, judging by Zhou Yaoyun’s attitude, it was obvious they shared a close relationship. Otherwise, Yaoyun wouldn’t have called Liu Ziming to accompany Ji Chenai.

After Zhou Yaoyun neatly stowed away his jersey in his bag, he said a few words to Ji Chenai before going out.

Encouraged by Xiao Qi, Ji Chenai turned on his computer and began posting content aimed at spreading positive energy. This time, he chose a smart approach, choosing to directly insert adorable pet pictures into his posts. True to Xiao Qi’s words, his positive energy increased by two points.

It appeared that as long as it made other people feel good physically and emotionally, his positive energy value would increase.

Ji Chenai continued to post out of sheer boredom. As Xiao Qi had informed him, he no longer had permission to view the experience bar, thus, his sole focus remained on diligently accumulating positive energy in the hope of expediting the healing process for his injured legs.

As Ji Chenai was engrossed in his online activity, a knock sounded on the room door.

When Zhou Yaoyun had locked it before leaving, Ji Chenai was momentarily taken aback before he asked, “Who is it?”

“Yaoqin,” came a response from the other side of the door, “Open the door, it’s me.” He added.

Unmistakably, this voice must be Liu Ziming. Ji Chenai maneuvered his wheelchair toward the door and open the door. As soon as he opened the door, his wheelchair was kicked and before he could do anything, his whole body was sent tumbling to the ground.

Witnessing Ji Chenai’s fall, Liu Ziming chuckled and approached him, then pressed his foot against Chenai’s chest. “Little cripple, we met again.”

Regaining his composure, Ji Chenai looked at Liu Ziming’s unsettling grin and began to grasp why Xiao Qi flagged this memory as particularly negative.

Seeing that Ji Chenai did not start shedding tears like he usually did, he asked while smiling. “Oh, decided to show some backbone today?”

Unable to move, Ji Chenai narrowed his gaze at Liu Ziming as he demanded. “What are you doing?”

Liu Ziming seized Ji Chenai by the collar and tossed him onto the bed, “Don’t know what I want? If you weren’t that Zhou guy’s brother, I would have f*ck you a long time ago.”

Ji Chenai: “……”

As Liu Ziming said this, he pressed down Ji Chenai with his hand, then forcefully removed his trousers, scrutinizing Chenai’s thin, pale, slightly deformed leg with unsettling intensity as Liu Ziming’s breath got heavy.

Taking advantage of the moment, Chenai turned to Xiao Qi, imploring it. “Are you still refusing to unlock that memory for me?”

Xiao Qi: “Wu wu wu,” Although he was crying, Xiao Qi did not proceed to insist that part of Yaoqin’s memory about Liu Ziming be locked up and show it to Chenai.

There exist this kind of individuals in the world known as disability enthusiasts. Setting them apart from the general populace, they harbor a peculiar fetish for individuals with disabilities, sometimes even experiencing heightened excitement due to the presence of these disabilities.

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