Virtual Reality
My Husband Is Long Aotian
They told me it was only a game, and had me wipe out the male lead’s entire household.
But when the NPCs’ blood splashed onto me, it was so scalding, so searingly hot, that I finally realized this so-called full-dive game was connected to a real world.
A real village. Real people. And a real young male lead who blushed as he asked me what flowers I liked.
Behind me came the sound of frantic, uneven footsteps.
Covered in blood, I turned around-only to see the young man staring at me in a daze.
In his hands, he was still holding a bouquet of dew-damp white begonias.
