My NPC Boyfriend
My name is Qin Xiaomo, a game developer. As a programmer, my greatest passion is—taking holidays. Yet life is never easy; in order to create a game, I haven’t had a break for two years, to the point that even my sense of gender has become blurred. People always say, “Such a good girl—why choose this line of work when you could do anything else?” In truth, ever since I was a child, I’ve always had the same recurring dream. Each tree and flower, every scene and every name, I’ve carefully recorded in my leather-bound notebook, longing for the day I might meet them in reality. One day in 2020, my wish was finally granted. All I wanted to ask was: “Sorry to intrude! Could you please tell me the way back home?”
My NPC Boyfriend
G City.
Yan Chun Tower. Twenty-five years ago, it was the landmark of G City—a five-story commercial building. In the CEO’s office, saturated by the musty scent of mildew, Qin Xiaomo sat hunched, listening to Yan Su’s lecture.
“A parallel world, where change reigns. Layer upon layer of coexistence, universes side by side. All vibrate, but each on its own frequency…” The old tape recorder spun tirelessly, distorting the melody of “Moon Over the Second Spring.” Yan Su spoke with deep emotion, utterly absorbed.
“Mr. Yan, your shirt looks great today.”
“Oh! You’ve got an eye for style…” Yan Su flashed a mischievous smile, tossing a flirtatious glance. Instantly, he snapped back to seriousness with remarkable speed. “Stop interrupting! I’ve said all this to help you understand the essence of our game. Qin Xiaomo, as an engineer for ‘Cloud Spirit Wonderland,’ can you pay a little more attention? Just answer me!”
“Mr. Yan, I’ve spent two weeks adjusting the male protagonist’s face alone. How much more attentive can I be?” Qin Xiaomo thought of her sleepless nights, exhausting herself to craft a face so handsome that his very arrival would be the pinnacle of beauty, captivating all.
“And you’re proud of that! Let me ask you—level one monsters, fifty wasps must be killed to get the first piece of equipment. Aren’t you worried people will get exhausted?” Yan Su, leader of an international gaming team, recalled registering a new account last night. He’d barely entered the game before being chased offline by fifty wasps, burning with frustration.<
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