Mobile Game Wife Comes Knocking

The lack of living people, the constant presence of monsters, and the close, day-to-day life together slowly warmed Ye Ming's feelings for the beautiful girl. But the good times didn't last. For some reason, Ye Ming was inexplicably infected by a virus, and his body began to deteriorate irreversibly.

On the last night of his life, to ensure the girl's survival, Ye Ming went out alone after she fell asleep, using his last strength to kill all the monsters in her path. And then...

Then the dream shifted. In a daze, Ye Ming felt a warm, soft body plunge into his arms. The soft, elastic body pressed tightly against him. Then, it seemed a hand reached out and grabbed it. The girl's movements were not only clumsy but also rough, but even in the dream, Ye Ming couldn't help but shiver.

Crap!

Ye Ming's heart jumped, and he abruptly opened his eyes, throwing back the covers.

Everything was normal. Nothing like what he'd imagined had happened.

Whew~

Ye Ming sighed in relief, looking around. He realized he was sleeping on the bed in the spare bedroom.

What's going on? Shouldn't I be in the master bedroom? How did I get here?

Ye Ming scratched his head.

He remembered that he must have been writing late into the night yesterday and unknowingly fallen asleep on his desk. He didn't know why he'd ended up in the spare bedroom.

And...

Ye Ming took a deep breath.

Why does the room smell like air freshener?

He could faintly hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom. Ye Ming got out of bed and looked towards the bathroom.

The bathroom door was closed, and it seemed someone was taking a shower inside.

"Laffey?"

Ye Ming called out tentatively, but as soon as he spoke, he realized something was wrong. Laffey was a total sleepyhead, able to fall asleep even while walking down the street. There was no way she'd be up this early.

Then there was only one possibility.

"Fu Hua? Did you carry me to bed yesterday?" Ye Ming asked.

"Yes. I came back last night and saw a light in your room, so I went in to check. I found you asleep on your desk and was worried you'd be uncomfortable in the morning. After thinking about it, I carried you to bed."

Fu Hua's voice wasn't loud, and it was hard to hear clearly over the sound of the water. Maybe it was just his imagination, but Ye Ming thought Fu Hua's voice sounded a little muffled.

This made Ye Ming thoughtful. "You slept last night..."

"Of course, I slept with Laffey. What did you think?" Fu Hua raised her voice.

"Haha, I just wanted to ask if you were comfortable sleeping here for the first time, nothing else."

Ye Ming also thought he was overthinking things. He returned to the bedroom, made the bed, and walked out onto the balcony, intending to open the balcony window to let in some fresh air.

But as soon as he stepped onto the balcony, Ye Ming froze again.

Several items of clothing were hanging on the balcony, including the white dress Fu Hua had worn yesterday. The other two items were Ye Ming's pants, an inner and outer pair.

Huh? These look like the ones I wore yesterday. Did I do laundry yesterday?

Ye Ming felt like something was off, but when he thought about it carefully, he seemed to vaguely remember doing laundry yesterday.

"Looks like I was too tired from staying up late yesterday."

Ye Ming yawned, stretched vigorously, and rubbed his sore back.

I need to take care of my body in the future and not stay up so late anymore.

Otherwise, when there are more Ship-Girls, life will be impossible.

I must exercise and take good care of myself.

Ye Ming secretly resolved. He returned to the living room and found that Fu Hua hadn't finished showering yet. After thinking about it, he didn't want to disturb Laffey's sleep, so he went downstairs to buy breakfast.

This time, he didn't encounter the girl claiming to be Yae Sakura, the hardcore character enthusiast. When Ye Ming returned with breakfast, the bathroom door was already open. Fu Hua had finished showering and changed her clothes and was drying her hair on the balcony.

Ye Ming put the breakfast on the dining table, turned on the TV, and was about to call Laffey to eat when he suddenly twitched his nose and sniffed hard, stunned.

Ye Ming hesitated for a moment, walked outside to the balcony, looked at Fu Hua drying her hair, and his expression was a little complicated.

"Fu Hua, you, that, the smell..."

Fu Hua's body stiffened, and she subconsciously turned off the hairdryer, pulling her hand back. "Smell? What smell? You must be mistaken!"

Ye Ming smiled. "I'm not anosmic. It's such an obvious perfume scent. How could I be mistaken?"

"I remember you never used to wear perfume, Fu Hua. I didn't see you wearing any when we met yesterday. Why did you suddenly put it on today? Actually, I think you smelled better when you didn't wear perfume. Now that you're wearing it, it feels a bit strange."

Hearing this, Fu Hua breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, since you say so, I won't wear it in the future."

This natural obedience was completely different from the Fu Hua in Ye Ming's memory. For a moment, Ye Ming felt a little embarrassed.

"I was just saying. It's your freedom to wear it or not. You don't have to listen to me."

Ye Ming smiled and turned to leave the balcony, but as soon as he took a step, he turned back and said, "Okay, I still think it's better not to wear it. Yesterday we..."

"Ye Ming."

Fu Hua spoke, interrupting Ye Ming. She looked into Ye Ming's eyes and said in a low voice, "I think some things don't need to be rushed. The road ahead is long, and we can slowly do the things we want to do."

What does this mean? Give up or persist?

Ye Ming didn't understand what Fu Hua meant by those words, but looking at Fu Hua's eyes, he was momentarily speechless.

At this moment, there seemed to be an indescribable emotion in Fu Hua's eyes.

For some reason, Ye Ming felt that these words, that look, were somewhat familiar.

Ye Ming thought for a long time, but couldn't recall where he had heard those words before, but he did remember Fu Hua's eyes.

It was like when he was a child, Fu Hua, who was clearly very close to him, never participated in his games. When he was playing with others, Fu Hua would always stand in the distance, watching him silently. When he had conflicts with others, when he was in danger, she would always be the first to appear and protect him.

These were the eyes of a guardian.

For some reason, Ye Ming suddenly thought of the Red Oriole Immortal in the game, who had spent 50,000 years and guarded Shenzhou for 5,000 years for the sake of a promise to someone.

"You're the Fu Hua from the game!?"

Inexplicably, these words blurted out.

Fu Hua widened her eyes in surprise, and after a moment, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She shook her head and denied, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I be a character from a game?"

"I am Fu Hua, but not the Fu Hua from the game."

ps: Replying to the previous post, I'm not a small account of some big author, please don't misunderstand. If I were really a small account of a big author, I would have started making deals with the big guys long ago. How could I not even have a deal with a big guy until now? It makes me feel so miserable ┭┮﹏┭┮

Chapter 35: Mond International

For a moment, Ye Ming did have the thought that the Fu Hua in front of him was the Fu Hua from the game.

But such an impulse was probably just a bit of suspicion after the Ship-Girls appeared.

After all, since the Ship-Girls from Azure appeared, maybe the characters from other mobile games might also appear?

However, Ye Ming knew very well that the Fu Hua in front of him was indeed the childhood sweetheart he had grown up with. Moreover, Ye Ming had also confirmed that his Honkai account was still there and had not experienced the same situation as his Azure account.

So, after the impulse, Ye Ming also found his suspicion a bit ridiculous.

"I also think my brain is malfunctioning, maybe I didn't rest well last night." Ye Ming smiled a little awkwardly, "I've already bought breakfast, hurry up and dry your hair and come over to eat."

"Okay." Fu Hua responded, and when she heard Ye Ming say that he hadn't rested well, she awkwardly rubbed her hand on her skirt.

Ye Ming didn't notice this small abnormality. He left the balcony and pushed open the door to the master bedroom.

"Laffey, eat—"

"Laffey!?"

As soon as he pushed open the door, Ye Ming was startled by the scene on the bed.

The quilt and pillows had all fallen to the floor, and half of the bed sheet was rolled up. Little Laffey was lying on the messy bed, her camisole had slipped off her shoulder, and she was holding two empty wine bottles in her arms. Her little face was flushed, and she was sleeping soundly, occasionally picking up the empty wine bottles and smacking her lips, revealing a satisfied smile.

Ye Ming could tell at a glance that the two empty wine bottles in Laffey's arms were the red wine he had specially hidden under the bed the day before yesterday.

"Laffey? Laffey!? Wake up!"

Ye Ming pulled Laffey's camisole up and shook Laffey's shoulder in fear, "Wake up, Laffey!"

"Ura!"

Laffey, with her eyes closed,