Chapter 280 – Great God, I heard you’re going to travel a thousand li to deliver (14)
[What the hell? Baby??!! fs, what have you been hiding from us?]
[Baby??!! What did you do to my dear Luo?!]
[Whoa? This is getting exciting?]
The chat exploded. In the game, Fang Shi was about to take down the enemy Nexus Fang Shi made a mistake and got sniped by a cannon minion. As his screen went dark, his teammates managed to destroy the enemy base.
The word ‘VICTORY’ appeared on the computer screen, but apart from the game’s background music, the stream had fallen into an eerie silence.
On the other end, Yan Luo gripped his mouse, eyebrows raised, eyes lowered, heart pounding.
“Meow meow meow, what the hell is this situation? Little Pink, is your male god really okay?!”
Never mind how long they’d known each other. On the surface, she was still a boy, man.
Do you get that? Man??!!
“Ahem… uh…” Fang Shi internally screamed, feeling utterly doomed as he tried to salvage the situation.
Honestly, in esports, players blurted out all kinds of things as they got too excited. Chasing an opponent and yelling “Baby, don’t run,” wasn’t unheard of.
But his weird silence just made things look even more suspicious…
“Uh, well, you see…” Yan Luo finally spoke after a long pause, as if contemplating what exactly Fang Shi had meant.
“I just said it without thinking…”
Even Fang Shi himself didn’t believe that excuse.
The usually smooth-talking Young Master Fang found himself at a complete loss for words. It was ridiculous. Just hearing this person’s voice made him space out and do weird things.
—Seriously, get a grip.
Resigned, he prepared for the worst. If people wanted to call him gay, so be it—he couldn’t deny his inexplicable obsession with this voice anyway. The Fang family had thrown all sorts of ridiculous labels at him over the years; one more wouldn’t make a difference.
But what really mattered was, what did Luo think?
No matter how much he liked this voice, he had to keep it in check. If he scared Luo away, what then?
Aside from their in-game friendship and voice chat, he had no other way to contact her. Sure, if he really wanted to, finding her wouldn’t be hard…
But forcing the issue would only make her resent him.
His hand absentmindedly reached for a lighter. The young man sat in his chair, a cigarette between his lips, dark, slightly wavy hair framing a face both sharp and effortlessly handsome. He spun the lighter in his fingers, brows slightly furrowed, saying nothing.
Then, a soft chuckle came from the other end.
“Heh—”
The quiet laughter started as a single suppressed sound, then deepened, raspy yet rich, tinged with an almost imperceptible warmth—like a soft brush stroking against his ear.
Fang Shi’s lighter slipped from his hand, landing on the floor with a crisp *clink*.
But he didn’t even notice.
That voice, pouring directly into his ears through his headset, made his whole face heat up.
He was completely defenseless against this voice.
Snapping back to reality, he cursed himself for being so pathetic. Get it together! It’s just a laugh!
And then, that voice came again.
Low, hoarse, luxurious, with the faintest trace of gentleness.
Like a whisper brushing against his ear.
“You’re so cute…”