Outside the window, the moon was bright and stars were few — truly a rare and fine night.
Inside the room, the lights were off.
Only the pale blue glow of the laptop screen shone, reflecting in the deep black eyes of Xiao Ling, who sat in his gaming chair.
Though it was hard to understand why this goofball kept the lights off so late at night, well, as long as he was happy.
Lean in closer, and you’d find this guy muttering something under his breath, no idea what.
Get a little closer still?
“Denia, dear Nia, Kind-hearted Peach, I’ve just got one 50/50 here.
I’m not asking for much — just take my Astrites and come safely into my arms, alright…”
Oh~
So Denia’s banner just went live, and this ultimate unlucky soul was praying he wouldn’t lose the 50/50.
Come to think of it, it was pretty magical.
At first, this silly lad’s attitude toward Denia was: Who?
Don’t know her well.
I’m saving my Astrites to max out Aemeath’s Resonance Chain.
Then in 3.2, after getting a glimpse of her devastating beauty, his mind was thoroughly bewitched, and he got ready to bring her home.
(You call that liking her?
You’re just thirsting after her body, you degenerate!)
Couldn’t be helped.
Denia was too fragrant and soft, like a blueberry mousse that melts right as it hits your tongue.
On Xiao’s Vanilla Leaderboard, she could rank in the top three.
However, last time Xiao Ling threw sixty thousand Astrites into the Aemeath banner, factoring in the Resonance Chains he exchanged, he only managed to pull 3+1, and lost the 50/50 twice to the strongest Resonator in Solaris.
It was only after running through the entire map that he barely patched his way up to the fourth Chain.
So, he didn’t hold out much hope for his luck this time.
But what if, just this once, his fortune flipped?
Back to the matter at hand.
After a good long while of praying to gods and bowing to buddhas, Xiao Ling clenched his jaw tightly, moved the mouse over to the ten-pull button, and clicked hard.
In an instant, a golden light burst forth from the surging tide, shooting straight into the clouds.
“WAHHH (Otto voice)!
Is it coming, is it coming?!
Could it be that today I cast off misfortune and ascend to the peak of life?!”
Xiao Ling watched excitedly as the golden light pierced the clouds, the radiance so bright it could illuminate the entire dark room…
Wait, what the?!
“Damn!
Why’s it so bright?!
Something’s not right!
Agh, my eyes!
I’m going blind, going blind!!!”
Flustered, Xiao Ling scrambled to cover his eyes but accidentally tumbled backward off the gaming chair, landing flat and hard.
Just as he tried to get up, a sudden weight pressed him right back down.
Thankfully, the blinding golden light vanished moments later, and the room returned to a pitch-black darkness where you couldn’t see your own hand in front of your face.
“Is it over?”
Xiao Ling was about to climb up from the floor when a pair of hands wrapped tightly around him, and a warm breath grazed the side of his neck.
???
What kind of development was this?
Bro Ling’s first thought was a haunting, but this didn’t feel like a ghost.
It felt more like someone had materialized right on top of him out of thin air.
No, wait, that’s even more absurd, right?
He had read plenty of stories about game characters descending into reality, but could a dead-last unlucky guy like him really have his fortune explode this big at a time like this?
Anyway, first things first, turn on the light.
As luck would have it, the room’s light switch was within arm’s reach.
Xiao Ling fumbled for it a couple of times and turned on the light.
Instantly, the room brightened up.
Then he saw that a very adorable, soft girl had appeared right in front of him — silky, long pink hair, a small, delicate face, and that familiar western-style dress…
Wha—?!
What do you mean Denia, who should be popping up in my character banner, is now in my arms?!
Come on, how long has it been since April Fools’?
This joke is not funny.
And this position is way too intimate.
However, it looked like the other party in this little accident showed absolutely no sign of waking up, still clinging to Xiao Ling and sleeping soundly.
“Geez, this girl’s sleep quality is amazing…” Xiao Ling was immensely envious.
Right at that moment, perhaps because the surroundings suddenly got bright, Denia’s brows furrowed slightly.
She then slowly opened her eyes and crawled off Xiao Ling.
‘Wait, hold on, why’d she suddenly get up?
I haven’t figured out how to explain the current situation to her yet?!’ Xiao Ling screamed internally.
Denia stared at Xiao Ling beneath her for a moment with her pair of gorgeous eyes, a little dazed.
Xiao Ling, pinned under her, couldn’t help but swallow hard.
Then, without any warning whatsoever, she tilted her head and toppled to the left.
Luckily, Xiao Ling had quick reflexes and caught her, preventing her from having a close encounter with the floor.
When Xiao Ling snapped back to his senses and looked, good grief — youth really is great, you just hit the pillow and you’re out.
“Guess I’d better carry her over to the bed first.
It’s awfully cold on the floor.”
With a “heave-ho,” Xiao Ling scooped up the bonelessly soft girl by her waist.
Only then did he realize that Denia was frighteningly light, far below the normal standard for a girl.
He sighed lightly, laid Denia on the bed, pulled over the quilt and tucked her in properly, then turned on the small night light by the bed.
After doing all that, he left the room and closed the door, turning off the main light on his way out.
…
Xiao Ling fetched a different quilt from the storage room and went over to the living room sofa.
The shock from earlier had mostly subsided.
At the very least, he could now accept the fact that Denia had truly come to his side.
But how was he supposed to explain things to her?
Should he just go and tell her he was that all-powerful Rover from the game?
Oh please, games are games, reality is reality.
No matter how strong his in-game self was, that was all fake, not real.
Plus, there was a world of difference between his own image and temperament and that of Bro Rover.
He looked a bit rough around the edges, to say the least, and in terms of aura, he couldn’t even compare to Rover, that walking incubus…
Self-doubt was inevitable.
After all, no matter how much he shouted “my wife” online, it was only ever because the dimensional wall let him get away with anything.
Now that this thick barrier had been shattered, he had to take a more rational look at himself.
Could he possibly go up and hit her with a point-blank “Hi, I like you, marry me?” If so, he’d really be itching to experience Nia’s warm, big hands firsthand.
Xiao Ling’s mind spun and spun and spun.
It was clearly past midnight, yet he still looked full of energy.
Right now, at this very moment, the fragrant and soft Denia was sleeping inside his little den, whereas once before this, he had already pictured her in a hundred and eight different poses.
(Perverted guy Ling’s just like that.)
“Forget it, can’t keep thinking.
Sleep.” After his brain spun at light speed, the conclusion Old Ling reached was: sleep on it first.
So he pulled the quilt over himself, lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes, and got ready to rest…
like hell he could!
He totally couldn’t fall asleep, okay?
After that whole stunt in the middle of the night, he didn’t feel a shred of drowsiness.
How could he possibly drift peacefully into dreamland?!
This sweet worry had come far too suddenly.
Xiao Ling hadn’t made any preparations before a mysterious big hand tossed him straight into this romantic comedy.
Kids, Bro Ling will manage to win…
right?
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