Bro, want me to help?

"Bro, want me to help?"

[His long silver hair fell loosely around him, and Qi Yu rested the side of his face against your legs. His golden eyes lingered alluringly as he opened his mouth and poked out the tip of his tongue with a smile.]

[He was making an unmistakable invitation.]

Bai Luochuan looked at the scene on his screen, and the hand holding his phone trembled involuntarily.

After a long moment, he let out a breath.

The scene on his phone screen changed with it.

The man who had been kneeling on one knee, smiling softly at him, straightened a little.

As before, he leaned sideways over the chair's armrest.

Only this time, he leaned a little higher.

From the video's angle, he looked as though he had moved right up to Bai Luochuan.

The text prompts appeared again.

[Qi Yu moved a little closer, his fluffy head rubbing against your lower abdomen like a puppy begging for affection.]

[His eyes brimmed with endless attachment and tender longing.]

Holding that pose, Qi Yu spoke again.

His tone was still pleading. "Bro, when can we meet? My beastification period is almost here again. I don't want to take medicine this time. I want to take you home."

As he spoke, he gently rubbed his cheek against the chair's armrest.

As though he were rubbing against Bai Luochuan's leg.

The sight was far too stimulating.

Bai Luochuan paused just as he was about to go wash his hands.

He was getting a little hard.

Was he still going to wash up or not?

The man on the screen had no idea what he was thinking.

He continued, "Mother brought up marriage again a couple of days ago. She said a lot of my classmates around my age already have children starting basic training.

"She asked who I'd taken a fancy to, who I liked. I told her I already had a partner.

"So she told me to bring you home for a meal, to at least meet them and let them know you really exist."

"Bro, can't you really come home with me for a visit?"

Qi Yu pitched his voice higher.

It sounded sweet and cloying.

Bai Luochuan couldn't bear it, but...

His brow furrowed again and again. Finally, he said, "Let's talk about this when I get back. I have a mission in a bit. If your beastification period is coming, I'll buy you another comb and some fur gloss, the kind you like best."

Qi Yu parted his lips.

He wanted to say he didn't need those things.

They had been dating for five years.

His only extravagant wish was to meet the other man once.

But every time he brought it up, Bai Luochuan turned him down with all sorts of excuses.

There were always gifts.

Their video chats and phone calls had never stopped, either.

They had even gone on countless dates and kept each other company in this ridiculous way.

Looking back,

Qi Yu felt there was something seriously wrong with him.

No, there really was.

He was a terminal case of severe lovesickness.

The kind who had absolutely no intention of seeking treatment.

All that talk about being pressured to marry was actually a lie.

Because there wasn't a single person in his family who didn't know about Bai Luochuan.

They all knew he was the lover Qi Yu had cherished and doted on for five years.

A mysterious lover whom even he had never met.

Qi Yu's love had reached the point of near madness.

He would fight anyone who spoke ill of Bai Luochuan.

And whenever Bai Luochuan neglected him, Qi Yu always managed to find a reason himself in the end and defend him.

Just like now.

The refusal he had meant to voice rolled around on his tongue before he swallowed it back down.

Then, maintaining his earlier pose,

Qi Yu smiled. "Then thank you in advance for the gifts, bro. But this time, besides those, I want something else."

Bai Luochuan raised an eyebrow.

Qi Yu tapped his cheek with a slender finger. "Give me a kiss, bro."

Bai Luochuan smiled.

He was about to kiss the camera when Qi Yu suddenly pulled back, taking back his own wish.

"Never mind. No kiss for now."

"Don't you have work to do, bro? Kiss me when you get back."

"I'll be good and wait for you. Tonight, you'd better leave me satisfied."

He blinked.

As though they could actually do anything.

His eyes were full of anticipation.

Bai Luochuan could only agree with a soft laugh.

He said goodbye to Qi Yu, then opened the in-game shop.

Fur gloss and grooming combs.

He bought 99 of each.

Afterward, he took another look through the shop.

Several new outfits had been released. They didn't seem to suit Qi Yu very well, but his precious darling deserved to have every last one!

So he added them all to his cart.

He also added 99 each of the snacks, desserts, and ordinary everyday gifts he usually bought for Qi Yu.

Without the slightest concern for the total,

Bai Luochuan generously checked out with a single tap.

Only after adding everything to the gifting system did Bai Luochuan contentedly go say goodbye to Qi Yu again.

Then he closed the game.

Yes, a game.

Qi Yu was the virtual boyfriend Bai Luochuan had been raising in a game for five years.

When the game first launched, it had taken the market by storm with slogans like "a hyperreal companionship experience," "ultrarealistic character modeling," and "no barriers of gender or age, bringing you a perfectly immersive, fully involving romantic experience."

And the game had proved that it could indeed deliver.

When entering the game, players could choose their own identity and gender, and whether to use their actual photo and real name.

When Bai Luochuan first heard about the game, he thought it was nothing more than a bunch of affection-starved people losing themselves in a virtual dream.

But after downloading it and trying it for a few days, he realized something.

Mr. Bai "Affection-Starved Himself" Luochuan would never be able to live without this game-or, more importantly, without that little sweetheart in it.

And so, over five years,

Bai Luochuan had poured tens of millions into the game.

And gladly, too.

But as time went on, Bai Luochuan's feelings grew increasingly complicated every time he played.

The experience had been quite good before. Qi Yu had never said strange things to him about meeting up.

After all, in a dating game like this, every video date should already count as meeting in person. Otherwise, with their immersion utterly shattered, who would keep playing?

He really needed to make a suggestion to the game company.

For the first time, this veteran player who had spent lavishly for five years took the initiative to open the game's official account page.

Then he discovered...

Wait.

He had heard of the male leads listed on the game's official website, but had barely ever seen any of them.

And why was his darling nowhere to be found?

Bai Luochuan was baffled.

But his phone rang again.

His teammate was urging him to hurry up and get to the mission.

With no time to think it over, Bai Luochuan pocketed his phone. After checking his equipment again, he hurried out of the house.

It was a little at odds with his image as a dating-game addict.

In real life, Bai Luochuan was a mercenary who lived on a knife's edge.

When today's mission had been announced, it had been described as exceptionally difficult, requiring their top operative to handle it.

But with Qi Yu on his mind,

Bai Luochuan simply stormed the enemy camp in the most direct, brutal way possible.

He glanced around.

He estimated there were several hundred people.

To take them all out...

His eyes narrowed slightly.

Bai Luochuan curled his lips and waved at those around him. "I'm in a hurry. Come at me all at once."

Three hours later.

Bai Luochuan lowered his head to check his watch.

Nothing remained around him but mountains of corpses and a sea of blood.

His clothes had also been soaked dark red.

"Two hours and fifty-eight minutes. A little slow."

Bai Luochuan muttered to himself.

Once again, he waved behind him.

Checking the targets and handling the follow-up tasks fell to the other team members behind him.

As for him, he needed to hurry up and log into the game to give his darling a kiss.

Bai Luochuan took out his phone.

But just as he logged into the game, a sudden chill pierced his heart.

Blood gushed out, and his vision blurred.

He seemed to hear the teammate who had come with him jabbering something beside him.

But that wasn't important.

His gaze remained fixed on the game screen, which had finished logging in.

Even if he had to leave,

He still had to say a proper goodbye to his darling...

[New story! As usual, sweet, doting, and satisfying, with no angst throughout! ੭ ᐕ)੭*⁾⁾]

[This story is set in a dating game, not an otome game. Gay dating games exist in real life, too. Sweeties, please read rationally and stop leaving comments like "no BL in otome games, the bottom exposed himself, he deserves to be bullied," okay? I'll delete them if I see them. And don't attack ordinary otome players, either. Most of them are sweeties!]