After Playing the Fool and Marrying the Blind Villain [Transmigration]

Pei Yi took a silent breath, trying not to let his eyes wander—

Presently, Bo Yueming had fallen and was sitting on the bathroom floor. With the heat and luster of the water, his figure was really too good for words.

Sensing that someone had entered at will, the pain on Bo Yueming’s face immediately vanished. He determined the direction, picked up a bathrobe, and put it on quickly. When he fumbled about and stood with difficulty, there was a heavy look in his dark blue eyes.

“Pei Yi, did I allow you to come in?!”

In this house, no servant dared to enter his room at will. Even a senior housekeeper like Uncle Kai had to get his consent.

Who else would dare to barge in so recklessly now, other than the recently-arrived Pei Yi?

“……”

Pei Yi saw Bo Yueming’s restrained anger, so he could only follow the original owner’s words and train of thought, explaining slowly, “I, I heard a sound. Door was open.”

“You can come in if the door is open? Did you forget what I told you?”

His tone of voice was choked, and Bo Yueming felt more powerless in his anger.

He knew that Pei Yi’s intrusion was probably not out of malice, but the two incidents of falling shamefully and being looked at by others deeply stimulated his pride and self-esteem.

Ever since his eyes were injured in the car accident, no matter how hard Bo Yueming tried to maintain a normal life, things unfortunately didn’t turn out the way he wanted. He always fell short on the little things.

Just like now. Because he couldn’t see the water puddle on the floor, it was easy to fall down when he stepped through the shower door.

During the day, he had to save face in front of everyone and endure the darkness. Only when he was alone at night could he vent his anger and unwillingness in the bedroom.

The reason why the bedroom and bathroom doors were not locked was that he feared he would encounter an accident that he couldn’t handle himself, and Uncle Kai, the only one he trusted, could conveniently enter the room to help deal with it.

When he fell down just now, Bo Yueming wanted to endure the pain and not bother Uncle Kai, but unexpectedly, the ignorant Pei Yi was recruited instead.

“Get out.” Bo Yueming took a deep breath and emphasized in a cold voice, “Get out of my room immediately!”

“……”

If it was the original owner, he would probably run away in fright. But Pei Yi, whose mind was like a mirror,[1] was not afraid at all.

Having read the original novel, he knew that Bo Yueming’s anger floating on the surface now was in fact more disappointment in his inability to control the small things.

Once a proud son of heaven, he became a “blind man” in the eyes of others. Even if his eyesight could be restored at a later stage, the accumulated pain and weakness early on was enough to hone his mentality.

Pei Yi stared at Bo Yueming’s handsome mixed-race face and came to a decision without hesitation. “Won’t go. You, you’re bleeding, have to deal with it.”

In any case, if he occasionally cared for and sent warmth to his “marriage partner,” maybe it could slow down the speed of this “big villain’s” blackening, and also make his own situation in this family easier.

Pei Yi was purposely slow, but said precisely, “I’ll help you.”

Bo Yueming didn’t expect the “foolish” Pei Yi to say these words. He slowed down and located the source of the pain.

There was heat on his left elbow. He must have accidentally hit it when he fell to the floor.

“I can handle it myself, you go out.”

“You can’t.”

“…….”

Bo Yueming didn’t expect that Pei Yi would dare to refute him, so he was at a loss for words.

Pei Yi looked at Bo Yueming’s wound and said word by word, “Lots of blood. Uncle Kai isn’t here, I can do it.”

“…….”

The pain in his elbow was becoming more and more obvious. It was likely that timely application of medicine was needed to stop the bleeding. Bo Yueming didn’t want to ask Uncle Kai to help him at this time, but there was nothing he could do on his own.

He hesitated for a moment in silence, and had no choice but to say, “Pei Yi.”

Pei Yi responded with a soft sound.

“In the living room outside, there is a white table. The medicine box is in the second drawer…..” Bo Yuemning tried his best to express this clearly, and his tone softened. “Troubling you to get it for me, please?”

Although his tone was fierce just now, his attitude towards asking for help was pretty good.

Pei Yi pursed his lips. “Okay.”

He returned to the living room outside and found the medicine box according to Bo Yueming’s instructions. It was heavy, and inside were some commonly used medicines for injuries.

When there was something wrong with the eyes, the easiest thing to do was to stumble.

After scanning it for a few seconds just now, Pei Yi could even see bumps and bruises on the other party’s body.

Inside the room, Bo Yueming adjusted his bathrobe a little, then slowly walked out of the bathroom. He had long become familiar with the layout of the room, to the extent that he could walk a few steps to the bedside. “Pei Yi, did you find it?”

Pei Yi approached with the medicine box and handed it to him.

“Thanks.”

Bo Yueming sat on the side of the bed, opened the medicine box, and searched around. Suddenly, his fingertips accidentally touched a point of heat. 

Pei Yi reached out and handed him the medical cleaning swab. “Here.”

“……”

Bo Yueming narrowed his eyes for a short moment, and subconsciously tested, “There is also a small white bottle that contains notoginseng powder to stop bleeding.”

Pei Yi saw the medicinal powder at a glance. He feared that if he was too clever, Bo Yueming would spot the clues, so he could only feign ignorance and pick two things incorrectly before handing the anti-bleeding powder to the other party.

Bo Yueming opened the bottle cap and smelled the scent of the medicine powder, then took a medicinal cleaning swab to wipe off the blood. It was only that his sight was gone, and he couldn’t wipe it clean for a long time.

Pei Yi, who had obsessive-compulsive disorder, looked on anxiously. He simply took out a cotton swab and wiped the bloody spot, and even though Bo Yueming stopped to look at him, he still kept pretending. “I’ll do it.”

Bo Yueming simply stopped his movements and handed over the medicine bottle. “See this bleeding wound? Put some medicine on it for me.”

Pei Yi took it, sprinkled the medicinal powder on the bleeding wound, and immediately caught the pain passing through the other person’s expression. It would be a lie to say that sprinkling such medicine on a wound didn’t hurt.

Seeing Bo Yueming’s forbearance, Pei Yi simply applied the medicine while patting gently around the wound.

The warm fingertips touched his skin, and the pain of applying the medicine was easily dispersed by the tingling sensation. The technique was impeccable.

“……”

Feeling the movement on his arm, Bo Yueming once again had doubts in his dark blue eyes. “How did you learn this?”

After all, it was rumored that the young master of the Pei family couldn’t even take care of himself in daily life. Even if the Pei family was exaggerating, wasn’t this too big of a change now?

“Little Uncle and them beat me. It hurts.” Pei Yi had long expected that Bo Yueming would become suspicious, so he choppily sold a wave of misery. “Mama says it doesn’t hurt to pat like this.”

Using this reason to dispel the other party’s doubts, and by the way, deepen the hypocrisy of the Pei family, why not do it?

His tone of voice was soft and timid, but also revealed a pitiful strength.

Bo Yueming was speechless, and silently released his restraining hand without further questioning.

Receiving the reaction he wanted, Pei Yi gradually removed his timid expression and continued to apply medicine.

Neither party spoke further, and there was only the occasional sound of water dripping in the bathroom.

Bo Yueming couldn’t see or guess Pei Yi’s true state of mind, and recalled the situation as reported by Uncle Kai—

Compared to the foolishness and delirium that the Pei family spoke of, it was more like the other party had an acquired reticence.

Such people were not stupid. They had their own way of thinking and knew how to protect themselves. As long as they weren’t deliberately stimulated, and were spoken to gently, they could occasionally open their hearts and perhaps get better in time.

The slight touch continued on his elbow.

Bo Yueming lowered his eyes to “look” at Pei Yi as he applied the medicine. There was only a swath of nothingness that seemed black but not black in his line of sight. The more this was the case, the more his other senses would be infinitely magnified—

Pei Yi’s fingertips were a little hot. They were delicate and without any calluses, gently stroking around the wound at the moment. Perhaps due to the effects of the medicine, the skin that was touched felt numb, inadvertently followed by heat.

Then Pei Yi grasped his wrist, and the temperature of his palm was even hotter than his fingertips.

For no reason, Bo Yueming thought of the little milk cat he raised when he was a child. Every time it patted his arm with a small footpad, it was also this sort of soft, warm touch. Not painful, but itching the heart.

Later, his mother suddenly left him and went missing. The so-called relatives, friends, and elders forcibly took him back to China and left him at the Bo residence, and the kitten was naturally separated from him.

Twenty years later, the kitten in his memories was gone, and the woman who chose to leave him might never appear again.

In a short while, there was a rustling sound from the side.

Bo Yueming pulled back his wandering thoughts, his eyes a little out of focus. “Done?”

The force on his wrist had disappeared, and the medicine had taken effect. The hot and stimulating feeling was gradually replaced by a clear coolness.

Pei Yi, who was still suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, was busy packing the medicine box and ignored him.

Anyway, the original owner was usually reticent and silent, and didn’t speak when it wasn’t necessary, so he could act a little more like that.

Not getting a response, Bo Yueming was somewhat not used to it, but said out of politeness, “Thank you.”

Click.

The box closed.

Pei Yi looked at Bo Yueming sitting upright in front of him, and suddenly remembered something. His eyes lit up with interest. “You, don’t chase me out. Won’t happen next time.”

Aggrieved and frightened, with a hint of caution, the brew of emotions got a perfect score.

—You are not allowed to enter my room. If I find out, I will drive you out of the Bo residence immediately.

Bo Yueming remembered his stern warning before entering the room, and experienced a rare moment of being at a loss.

Perhaps it was due to an inexplicable association with Pei Yi’s external image, but he felt less gloomy about this marriage. After all, the people responsible for this marriage were their elders, and the other party was also disadvantaged like him and had no choice in the matter.

“What happened tonight doesn’t count. I won’t drive you away.” Bo Yueming’s proud features relaxed for a moment, and he added, “In the future, unless you yourself want to leave, no one will dare to cross me and drive you away.”

Pei Yi raised his eyebrows and answered with a smile, “En.”

Compared with the cold demands in the garden this afternoon, there was more of a human touch this time. Wasn’t this quite a reversal? 

Bo Yueming suppressed his rare embarrassment. “All right, you go back to your room and rest. In the future, you can ask Uncle Kai for help.”

It was getting late. This episode should be over.

Pei Yi didn’t intend to stay any longer, so he got up and left.

When the bedroom door closed, he tore off his cute disguise in an instant, and the corners of his mouth rose in a comfortable arc again—

Although Bo Yueming, who blackened into a villain, was twisted and insane in the later stages, he didn’t seem too bad so far.

In this marriage and partnership, he had to find something for himself that was easy, right?

Just as he was thinking, Pei Yi’s eyes fell on the wine table. After quickly confirming the situation, a burst of unreasonable annoyance and regret well up in his heart—

If he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have been soft-hearted and taken care of Bo Yueming.

The red wine had sat out for too long now. He really didn’t get a drop of reward!

T/N: Pei Yi, you wine snob, just drink it. It’s fine.

[1] If your mind is “like a mirror,” you can perceive people’s true intentions. ⮐