Those years revisited with the Black Lotus [Infinite]

Lu Xiao used to be an ordinary college student. Used to be. Unfortunately, one thrilling all-nighter spent chasing a deadline took that bright, living soul away and brought him into a world steeped in Lovecraftian horror. If he doesn’t do his job properly, his boss will erase him. So what can he do? Work honestly? No way, his boss wants his life! There’s no way to work properly; after all, the essence of being human is slacking off. The rival company’s second young master? Handsome, so he flirted with him. A beautiful, luxurious room? Moved right in. Delicious food? Ate it. But slacking off comes at a price, you know. That’s what it said. Tentacle-covered horses, egg-laying roosters, corridors that never stop laughing, and clam shells that chased Lu Xiao down to beat him up. Lu Xiao: “Brother, this is your pet? Cute one, almost twisted my head off.” Qian Jinye: “…Idiot, that’s a monster! Run!” — What’s the price of slacking off too long? Maybe it’s what happened to Lu Xiao, he can’t fight, can’t run, so he takes a dangerous gamble: either accept its “modification,” or perish. He won, effortlessly, undeniably won. But then, his lover raised a sword and pointed it at him. Is that normal? Qian Jinye: “Lu Xiao, what exactly are you?” He asks as tears stream down his face. Lu Xiao: “I’m just someone who loves you.” At least… I used to be human. “And also, idiot, stabbing me there won’t kill me. Next time, aim here.” He gently strokes Qian Jinye’s cheek, wiping away his tears. His vision fades as the blade pierces his heart. “Lu Xiao!!” — He doesn’t know how many times he’s died, but Lu Xiao once again stands before Qian Jinye. “Brother, I’m back. Did you miss me?” “The emperor’s dog? Do I even know you? Stop pretending to be my kin, disgusting.” “It’s fine if you don’t remember me. No matter how many times it takes, I’ll always come back.” “Let’s get to know each other again. My name is Lu Xiao.” When he opens his eyes again, they gleam with a ghostly green light, tempting the man before him. The inhuman side of him unfurls wantonly, cold, slick tentacles wrap around his wrist, slithering up to his shoulder. Hands trace from his cheeks to his throat, his voice low and teasing: “Running away, brother?” Qian Jinye sneers: “Run from what, monster?” — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Those years revisited with the Black Lotus [Infinite] — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠