Chapter 1 The Peeped-at Blind Wife

Chapter 1: The Watched Blind Wife

"Ah—"

Dark, thick eyelashes trembled. The sound of frayed static crackled beside Huai Su's ear, seeping deeper and deeper into his consciousness.

"Host detected in imminent danger of death. System 369 is initiating forced binding."

"Connection locked to host Huai Su's identity. Randomly matching a quick transmigration world. Confirming entry into first world—[The Watched Blind Wife]."

"Ding—"

A sharp, piercing alarm suddenly blared.

Instinctively curling his fair, plump toes, Huai Su slowly opened his light brown eyes, yet saw nothing.

His mind still clung to the brief, fragmented memories lingering from the moment before his death.

The static didn't stop, continuing its relentless output. Information about this world gradually cleared up Huai Su's confusion.

"You are a standard, delicate, dependent wife. Because you are blind and lack any ability to live independently, you can only rely on your husband, viewing him as your savior."

"Until one day, when you habitually embrace your returning husband, your heightened sense of smell due to blindness makes you notice something off about him."

"He seems to be wearing a different cologne, even seems stronger than before. You are happy but also begin to suspect your husband's identity..."

"Mission: Find your real husband."

Husband? I'm... married?

Waking up to find oneself married young is as shocking as the Chinese national football team winning the World Cup.

Timidly smoothing the bedding around him, Huai Su buried himself inside like a quail, closing his eyes again, trying to escape this bewildering reality.

Watching the trembling lump under the covers, System 369 displayed Huai Su's ability panel:

"Host: Huai Su"

"Combat Power: 0 (Delicate. Hitting someone is as effective as a feather's tickle.)"

"Health: 20 (Sickly. A minor cold can keep him bedridden for a month.)"

"Beauty: 100 MAX (Exceeds calculation range. So beautiful that anyone who sees him immediately forgets their own name.)"

Not content with just looking, System 369 deliberately read the evaluation aloud.

Hearing the strange static voice's assessment of him from within the quilt, Huai Su's dark, thick lashes couldn't help but tremble a few times. His faint breathing grew even softer and finer, perfectly matching all the indicators on his ability panel.

"." After a brief silence upon encountering such a beautiful yet clueless host for the first time, System 369 spoke: "I am System 369, a system specifically designed to accompany you through all the worlds you need to experience and help you complete your missions."

Huai Su: "..."

The lump under the covers moved faster, as if trying to knead itself into cotton.

"Stop hiding," System 369 said helplessly.

Seeing that hiding under the quilt was useless, Huai Su began to tremble, revealing a small, pale, and exquisitely beautiful portion of his face from the edge of the blanket.

Hugging his own shoulders, a glimmer of tears welled up in Huai Su's sightless light-colored eyes. He mumbled, "Do I have to?"

System 369 maintained a cold tone: "If you want to die, be my guest."

Fully exposing his entire pretty face, Huai Su looked dejected, his long, curled lashes lowered. His pinkish-white cheek pressed against the soft pillow wore a mournful expression; even the enticing little red mole on his face seemed to lose its luster.

"Okay then," Huai Su said dejectedly, his dull, sightless eyes opening as he continued in a small voice, "It's just... 369, can you tell me my mission and identity one more time?"

"." As if anticipating Huai Su would ask again, System 369 replied succinctly: "You are a blind wife. Your mission is to find your real husband."

Huai Su: "Okay."

System 369: "."

Okay what? Okay, you're dumb?

Having confirmed his identity and mission, Huai Su slowly emerged from the quilt. Using his utterly sightless eyes, he gazed around blankly for a moment before saying somewhat dejectedly and timidly, "Then... when will my husband come back?"

Afraid System 369 would find him annoying, Huai Su sniffled and asked timidly, "Will the one coming back later be my real husband?"

"." After a moment's silence, System 369 said, "Please use your heart and pay attention to relevant details to sense it. He might be, or he might not be."

Not very satisfied with System 369's reply, Huai Su pouted his small lips and chattered on in a low voice, "What are my husband's characteristics?"

"." System 369 seemed to have hit a mute button and stopped speaking.

Just then, a *drip-drip* sound, like water falling into a bucket, suddenly echoed in the quiet bedroom. Huai Su jumped in fright, his sightless eyes darting around again.

"What is that sound?" His trembling voice betrayed his fear.

"Alarm clock," System 369 explained, watching Huai Su look around with his unseeing eyes, his frail and petite body trembling incessantly. "It's an alarm you specifically set to be loud, so you could wait at the door for your husband before he enters the house and ask for his hug."

As if to verify System 369's words, the clear, distinct sound of a key turning in the lock came from outside.

By the time Huai Su slowly made his way out of the bedroom, it was too late. The other person had already entered.

…………

Not immediately closing the door, the man stood still in the entryway. Before long, Huai Su stumbled along, feeling the wall, and followed the crisp metallic clinking sound of the keys to stand before the man.

Remembering what System 369 had mentioned earlier, Huai Su instinctively stretched out his pale, slender arms, asking the man for a hug.

A pair of snow-white, small hands appeared before the man's eyes. The skin was as fine and translucent as jade, the fingers straight, slender, and slightly curled, appearing obedient.

His warm, soft, and strikingly beautiful face lit up with an expectant glow. Though blind, Huai Su's light brown eyes inexplicably held a captivating, starry sparkle.

Without further hesitation, after closing the door, the man gently embraced Huai Su.

The two held each other tightly. Huai Su's soft cheek pressed against the man's firm, robust chest, his small, pinkish-white hands resting on the man's tall, broad back.

Suddenly, from the bedroom he had just left, a loud, urgent *beeping* sound erupted—much louder and more piercing than before—as if reminding him it was time to go out.

Startled by the alarm, Huai Su couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Sensing Huai Su's fright, the man, inhaling Huai Su's faint, elegant scent, comfortingly patted his slender back. He said gently, "Did Baby forget to turn it off again?"

Still nestled in the man's embrace, Huai Su's small nose was filled with the man's strong masculine scent and the crisp, cool fragrance of his cologne, hinting at his personality and taste.

Confusion began to stir within him.

"How should I reply?" Unable to figure it out, Huai Su asked System 369, "And what should I call him? Husband?"

"System 369 fell silent."

Seeing that System 369 hadn't given him an answer for a long time, Huai Su blinked his unseeing eyes and said in a small, timid voice, "...Um, husband."

The moment had already passed; Huai Su had already called him 'husband'. System 369 said coldly, "Either is fine. You can also call him by his name. His name is Fu Xingshen."

Huai Su: "..."

*You didn't say that earlier.* Huai Su complained inwardly about System 369's reaction speed, feeling wronged, he slightly curled his little finger.

The address 'husband' was perfectly calculated to please the other person. Fu Xingshen couldn't help but reach out to touch Huai Su's soft, fine hair and gently kissed the top of his head.

Brimming with joy, Fu Xingshen naturally didn't notice Huai Su's subtle stiffness and tension after being kissed.

Having kissed and hugged Huai Su to his satisfaction, he took Huai Su's delicate little hand and checked the neatly trimmed, healthy nails.

The pale pink of his nail beds spoke of Huai Su's delicacy, and was proof of his pampered upbringing.

Not understanding why Fu Xingshen was holding his hand, Huai Su swallowed nervously and asked softly and sweetly, "Is there something wrong with my hand? Husband."

Staring at Huai Su's nail beds, Fu Xingshen shook his head. A deeper, more infatuated look came over his face, as if remembering something. He said in a low voice, "Nothing's wrong. I just wanted to hold my baby's hand."

"Baby, were you bored staying home all day today?"

Huai Su: "..."

He dearly wanted to snatch his hand back but knew it was impossible, so he could only move his sightless pupils slightly.

"Not bored. As long as I'm thinking of my husband, I'm not bored." Remembering his persona as a delicate, clinging-vine of a wife, Huai Su said to Fu Xingshen.

"Mhm, I've been thinking of my baby too."

*Thinking that I could finally see you, touch you, even...* Fu Xingshen couldn't help but think to himself.

However, these words would never leave his lips. Fu Xingshen gently rubbed the soft, delicate, snow-white skin on Huai Su's fingertip.

The air grew quiet. He lingered, lost in the moment, before he resumed his original character traits, his face turning cold, transforming into a gentle and refined gentleman.

If Huai Su could see, he would definitely call him a master of Peking Opera acting.

Although a gentleman, the words that came from Fu Xingshen's mouth were the complete opposite of his true nature.

"Baby, are you going to take a bath first today, as usual?" Kneading Huai Su's fingers, Fu Xingshen said word by word, seriously, "Baby, just like before, you definitely need my help, right?"

Huai Su: "..."

Wrong!

Who needs help bathing!

That's so perverted!

Desperately wanting to refuse Fu Xingshen's offer to help him bathe, Huai Su stiffened. He slightly extended a small, short, red tip of his tongue, slowly moistening the red, soft flesh near his lip line, leaving behind a tiny, glistening patch of moisture.

Watching Huai Su lick the vibrant red, soft flesh of his lips, Fu Xingshen's Adam's apple bobbed, and he was momentarily stunned, as if his soul had been captured, standing there motionless.

Fu Xingshen wanted to say something more to tease Huai Su, to elicit more of his lively, beautiful, and wonderful reactions.

Just then, an insistent doorbell suddenly rang behind Fu Xingshen, completely interrupting him.

At the same time, the man outside frantically pressing the doorbell shouted through the door, "Baby, open the door for me."

Author's Note:

Huai Su: 'Su' means grain, and also spiritual sustenance.

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The values in this world do not equal the author's values.