My Lover Is an NPC on the Edge of the Game

(Main story complete) Tang Wei is a minor NPC in someone's game, and he knows it. He can hear that person speak, but can only see the game character they control. That person doesn't know that one of the NPCs in their game is self-aware. They control the game, and, indirectly, Tang Wei's world too. For example... Tang Wei gets up bright and early, hoe in hand, ready to plant vegetables. He swings the hoe once, and the sun races west across the sky above him as the sun, moon, and stars rise before his eyes. Tang Wei silently clenches his fists, pouts, lights an oil lamp, and works in the dark. That person changed the time again. How annoying. Another example... Tang Wei excitedly heads out on a trip, only to arrive at his destination and be sent back to his doorstep in the blink of an eye. He has no choice but to face the character controlled by that person, mouth opening and closing as he repeats the same lines. That person's daily quest has reset to him again. So annoying. And another... The carrots Tang Wei worked so hard to grow suddenly vanish without a trace. He stares at the empty carrot patch, his eyes quietly turning red. That person stole his carrots again. The absolute worst!! Tang Wei could put up with all that, but ever since that person became some kind of streamer, they keep talking nonstop while playing. Finally, one night in the game, Tang Wei is woken by a barrage of comments: “Can't even beat this? Are you useless?” “This game takes skill. If you've got cerebral palsy, don't play.” Tang Wei lies in bed, angrily yanks the blanket over his ears, and tries to put up with it. But at last, he can't take it anymore and says: “Hello? Could you keep it down?” Chu Chizhou is a well-known trash-talking streamer in the gaming world. He's also genuinely skilled, so people hate him but can't help respecting him. Then one day, Chu Chizhou changes his ways. He stops cursing people and even starts speaking softly. When he logs into the game and finds it's nighttime, he sets it aside and waits for the game to reach daytime before playing. He even says with conviction, “What if we disturb the people on this continent by gaming in the middle of the night?” “Be a decent person. Let's build a civilized city together.” Netizens: Sure, but there's no need to get that immersed in it. (The whole story is fictional. Please don't imitate it. Play games civilly and responsibly, and avoid gaming addiction.) Chu Chizhou is the top and Tang Wei the bottom. The story is told mainly from the top's perspective, but the bottom isn't just background scenery and also gets plenty of POV chapters. The romance is sweet and equal. Extreme top or bottom stans, please don't read. P.S. The cover is a character design, not exclusive, but it perfectly matches how I picture the top. Completed novel: I Really Didn't Mean to Make Long Aotian My Husband Ongoing: After a Beta Office Worker Marries an S-Rank Alpha (A story about a top who goes mad from loving his husband too much. If that bothers you, please don't read.) Coming soon: Transmigrating to a Cultivation World, but I Have to Go to School You An has finished his college entrance exams and is about to leave his miserable high school days behind for a happy college life when he transmigrates in an instant. The good news: He's transmigrated into the cultivation world from a novel. The bad news: It's not the cultivation world he imagined, and he still has to go to school. He goes from being a student in Class 13 at Jinjiang High School to Student No. 13 in the Swordsmanship Class of the cultivation world. Think it's just learning swordsmanship from an immortal master every day, occasionally going down the mountain to kill a demon, fighting evil and upholding justice, then dating a classmate and ruining the resolve of someone from the neighboring Heartless Dao class? NO, NO, NO. First, learn the history of swordsmanship. Then study the Sword Verses left behind by famous sword masters, translate them, and recite the whole text. Learn the demon language. Learn the three great theorems of sword science and sword aura. You An would call sword science and the three great theorems of sword aura the cultivation world's math and calculus. Studying them is a living hell, or rather, a dying hell. Morning classes, evening classes, practical classes, homework, group assignments, and the cultivation world's nationwide diagnostic exam: the academy tournament. Every day since transmigrating, You An has been furious. Why did he have to transmigrate? He had already finished his college entrance exams. He could have gone happily to college. Now he has to study all over again, and it's even more painful than before. When teachers call on students to recite in class, he keeps his head down, terrified they'll pick him. Then the immortal masters call on students to recite too, and he has to go through it all over again. Worst of all, the graduation requirement is forming a Nascent Soul. You An, who has just reached Qi Refining: ...I want to die. Coming from the modern world, he's always near the top of the class in theoretical exams, but when it comes to cultivation, he's made no progress at all. To escape the misery of studying cultivation, You An comes up with a crooked plan. He hears dual cultivation, cough, cough, replenishes cultivation and is incredibly nourishing! He does everything he can to find an upperclassman whose looks and cultivation are just what he wants, then clings to him every day, kissing and cuddling like a little koala. Just before his back gives out, he finally reaches the Nascent Soul stage! You An is overjoyed and can't wait to dump his upperclassman. Go to hell, you dog of a man with no self-control. But when he actually tries to break things off, he finds he can't get away. That man isn't an upperclassman at all. He's the greatest Demon Venerable in the cultivation world, and he's been waiting ages for You An to graduate so they can hold their cultivation-partner ceremony. *Is it too late to say I mistook you for someone else?* *Hey, actually, I'm not interested in romance. I just want to study.* *Please let me go back to school, I'm begging you.* Theme: Snowstorms cannot bury a free spirit.