Waaah, I'm being forced into loving my yandere wife's brain.

[This chapter has been closed due to stricter censorship, so it has been replaced with a bonus chapter.]

Seven years into their marriage, Lin Zhiyao had long since given up hope of curing her eyesight.

But Shen Jin never gave up. Whenever he heard any relevant news, or whenever he had a spare moment, he would rush around the world to seek medicine and medical treatment.

The company that took over has also invested in numerous medical-related sectors, hoping that as technology gradually develops, it might be able to cure Lin Zhiyao's blindness.

Lin Zhiyao, on the other hand, is more easygoing. She has adapted to her semi-blind life over the years. In addition, she no longer stays in her room all the time and has even gone to university. Although there are many inconveniences in her daily life, she can gradually adapt to and overcome them, so she is not so eager to be cured.

Another fruitless attempt.

Shen Jin placed the new medicine he had brought back on the table and asked her, "How's the new nurse we found for you these past few days?"

Lin Zhiyao hummed in agreement and nodded, "I feel pretty good, better than before."

Although she has pathological blindness, muscle tension exacerbated her symptoms, so now that a dedicated nurse is helping her relieve them, her vision does improve slightly.

Lin Zhiyao smiled gently, her gaze clearly unfocused, but she was trying hard to see and recognize things. Her light brown eyes were warm and gentle. "It's okay, it's not completely useless. At least now, I can see you."

Although it was just a blurry patch of color, its specific outline and appearance were not clearly visible.

Therefore, Lin Zhiyao could not see Shen Jin's deep gaze fixed on her.

*

someday.

Shen Jin returned, looking travel-worn.

He knelt down in front of her, took her hand, and said that this time there really was a chance.

Lin Zhiyao nodded and agreed, but she didn't have high hopes.

Anyway, it's always the same, so she's long since learned not to expect anything to avoid disappointment, but she also doesn't want to discourage Shen Jin, so she always acts very positive.

But this time it seems to be different.

Shen Jin took her directly abroad.

In the consultation room, the doctor used a lot of medical jargon, and finally concluded: there is a medication that can activate part of the optic nerve, but the effect varies from person to person.

Lin Zhiyao was quiet, but her fingertips involuntarily tightened around Shen Jin's arm beside her.

Lin Zhiyao cooperated with the treatment.

Because she needed to be covered with a cloth to block out light, she became almost completely blind. For more than three months, Shen Jin took care of her every step of the way.

The treatment process was more monotonous than I had imagined.

He received intravenous infusions daily and underwent a neurological response test every so often.

But Shen Jin stayed by her side, turning down work for the next three months.

One night she woke up wanting a drink of water, but her hand reached for nothing on the bedside table.

Shen Jin's voice immediately came from the sofa: "What do you want?"

"water."

Shen Jin's footsteps approached from afar, and he handed her the cup.

Lin Zhiyao's fingertips touched his fingers; his body temperature was slightly cool.

"Go to sleep," Lin Zhiyao said.

"Um."

Shen Jin responded, but didn't leave. Instead, he stood there, waiting for her to drink the water, lie back down, and listen to his breathing gradually become even.

The curtains weren't fully drawn, so she couldn't tell if it was moonlight or lamplight outside. Through the gauze, it appeared as a warm, orange-red hue in her vision.

Lin Zhiyao couldn't help but blink. The color trembled, like spilled orange soda, bubbling and bubbling in her heart.

More than two months later, Lin Zhiyao conducted a comprehensive evaluation.

The doctor said the nerve response was much better than expected, and if we persevere for a while longer, we can try removing the gauze.

Another half month passed in this way.

The doctor said the gauze can be removed now.

It was morning.

The light from outside the window was too bright, so Lin Zhiyao subconsciously raised her hand to shield her eyes, her fingertips touching the rough edge of the gauze.

She had gotten used to being in the dark. For three months, even her vague sense of light had been taken away from her. Instead, she was calmer than when she was half-blind. After all, it was something she had long since accepted.

"Sit tight and don't move."

Shen Jin's voice came from directly in front, carrying a hint of suppressed tension.

Lin Zhiyao was all too familiar with this tone. Every time she sought medical advice and treatment over the past seven years, he was always like this. He clearly cared more about the outcome than she did, but he insisted on pretending to be calm.

The doctor walked up to her, said something in German, and placed his fingers on the knot of the gauze on the back of her head.

At this moment.

Lin Zhiyao belatedly felt a little nervous, her hands on her knees clenched tightly, and she involuntarily held her breath.

She could clearly feel the layers of restraint that had bound her for more than three months loosening one by one, and a cool breeze touching her eyelids.

Shen Jin suddenly placed his hand on her knee, very lightly, but his palm was hot.

Lin Zhiyao felt a little more at ease.

His breathing gradually calmed down.

Lin Zhiyao raised her hand and placed it on Shen Jin's hand, but he immediately grabbed it and held it tightly.

At this point, the last layer of gauze came off.

The light rushed in, creating a blinding white blur, which caused her pupils to contract sharply.

I haven't been in direct sunlight for so long, my field of vision is full of shimmering bright spots.

Lin Zhiyao blinked several times, tears welling up and streaming down her cheeks.

then.

Blurred color blocks began to take shape.

First came the outline: the dark lines of the window frame, the large expanse of warm white on the opposite wall; then came the more specific details.

The doctor's white coat, the metallic reflection of the diagnostic equipment, the bouquet of lilies on the bedside table that she had touched many times, the edges of the petals tinged with pink—details she could never have seen before.

then.

Lin Zhiyao saw Shen Jin.

He was half-squatting beside her, wearing a dark gray shirt with the collar buttons casually fastened and the sleeves rolled up to his forearms.

For the past three months, Shen Jin has hardly left this ward. He has lost weight and his jawline is more defined than before.

But the eyes are bright.

Lin Zhiyao used to be able to rely on touching.

Touch his brow bone, feel the sensation of his eyelashes brushing against your fingertips when he blinks, feel the curve of his lips and the corners of his eyes when he smiles.

Everything else is just imagination.

But now all of these are visualized in images, although they are still not clear enough, like looking through a layer of frosted glass, but they can finally be matched.

"Shen Jin..."

Lin Zhiyao spoke, her voice a little hoarse, "So this is what you look like."

Shen Jin walked over, kneeled against the edge of the bed, and leaned close to her.

The face magnified in my field of vision, the contours of the eyebrows and eyes became more distinct, and the pupils were dark brown, reflecting two small, blurry images of herself, who was now in tears.

Lin Zhiyao was stunned.

"Did you see it clearly?" Shen Jin asked.

Lin Zhiyao raised her hand to touch his eyes.

As his fingertip touched her, he blinked unconsciously, his eyelashes brushing against her.

The familiar touch and the unfamiliar scene overlap, creating an unprecedented impact.

Lin Zhiyao's fingers were trembling.

"I see it clearly now," Lin Zhiyao said. "You have a very small mole under your eye. I've felt it before, but I didn't know what it looked like... Now I know."

Shen Jin grabbed her wrist, pulled her hand down, and held it in his palm.

"Don't rush," Shen Jin said. "Take it slow. The doctor said that nerve activation is just the beginning. It will continue to recover over the next six months. Although it won't reach normal vision, it will be much better than it is now."

Lin Zhiyao nodded, then eagerly turned to look at the window.

Outside the transparent glass was blue; it took her a while to recognize it as the sky. What met her eyes was a vast, distant expanse of blue, with white clouds drifting along its edges.

"The sky is so beautiful."

Lin Zhiyao sighed softly.

Shen Jin followed her gaze and looked out: "The weather in Switzerland has been nice these past few days. It rained yesterday, but it's sunny today."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Once the treatment here is completely finished, I'll take you to see all over the world. You'll see many more beautiful sights."

Lin Zhiyao turned to look at him, smiling gently and gracefully, "Honey, let's go see the sea first."

Shen Jin looked at her for a while, seemingly puzzled: "Why the sea?"

Lin Zhiyao did not answer.

She simply raised her hand again, placing her palm against his cheek, her thumb slowly sliding from his brow bone to the corner of his eye. Shen Jin quietly let her touch him, his breath brushing against her knuckles, warm and even.

She thought to herself that ever since she first touched his face many years ago, she had been trying to guess what color his eyes were.

Later she read a sentence that said her lover's eyes were the eighth ocean in the world.

Back then, she couldn't see anything clearly and could only sketch it out in her imagination, but now she can finally confirm it with her own eyes.

The eyes beneath Lin Zhiyao's palm were dark brown, very clear and bright.

It should be similar to the sea.

She never imagined that the images she had conjured up countless times in her mind would one day actually come true.

Therefore, Lin Zhiyao also wanted to see what the sea looked like with her own eyes.

Lin Zhiyao snapped out of her thoughts and slowly said, "Well, nothing special. I just heard that the sea is beautiful."

*

then.

After her recent treatment was temporarily completed, Shen Jin took her to Greece.

The white houses and blue roofs of the Aegean Sea were so bright in the midday sun that she squinted, and the blurry outlines in her vision became clearer under the strong light.

Lin Zhiyao stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down. The sea was layered with shades of blue, as light as a mint candy in the foreground and as dark as ink in the distance. Further away, it merged with the sky, making it impossible to distinguish where the sea ended and the sky began.

Shen Jin stood half a step to her right, one hand loosely protecting her waist.

The sea breeze was strong, billowing his shirt and the fabric brushing against the back of her hand.

Shen Jin asked him, "Is it roughly the same as what you thought?"

Lin Zhiyao stared at the shimmering blue expanse. Waves surged from afar, crashing against the rocks and breaking into white foam, the sound booming up louder than she had imagined.

"It's bigger than I thought... I originally thought the sea was just a bit bigger on the surface, but it seems alive, it breathes, and it's a bit different from what I imagined. Look over there—"

Lin Zhiyao pointed to the edge of the reef, "The way the waves splash when they hit the rocks, doesn't it look just like when you cooked porridge and it boiled over last time?"

Shen Jin chuckled: "You're going to use seaweed to cook porridge?"

"They're all white." Lin Zhiyao laughed along.

She couldn't really see the exact shape of the splash; she could only see a white mass bursting and falling back onto the blue surface, but she still thought it was beautiful.

Because she actually saw it; it was no longer something someone else described to her, no longer something she made up in her head, and no longer something she imagined simply through reading.

Lin Zhiyao stood on the edge of the cliff for a long time, and Shen Jin stood beside her.

Occasionally, he would reach out and tuck her wind-blown hair behind her ear.

Later, as the sun shifted westward, the sea changed from blue to gold, then to orange-red, with shimmering light dancing across its surface.

"Yaoyao, for the next year, I will take you to see all over the world."

To make up for the regrets of the first half of her life.

Shen Jin lowered his eyes and gazed at Lin Zhiyao, who was looking at the world with a curious look in her eyes.

"But now, we should go back; it's chilly at night."

Lin Zhiyao didn't move.

She turned around to face him and tiptoed to reach his shoulder.

Shen Jin lowered his head, and Lin Zhiyao gently rested her chin on his shoulder, her nose brushing against his neck.

"Shen Jin".

"Um?"

"Thank you for bringing me here."

Shen Jin tightened his arms instantly, pulling her into his embrace.

He smelled of the sea breeze. Lin Zhiyao closed her eyes and buried her face even deeper. She could hear his heartbeat through her clothes, mixed with the sound of the sea crashing against the rocks in the distance, which made her feel inexplicably at ease.

"Shen Jin, the sea is even more beautiful than I imagined," Lin Zhiyao said softly.

Shen Jin simply hummed in agreement.

Lin Zhiyao didn't say the second half of her sentence: she thought Shen Jin's eyes were more beautiful than the ocean, deep and vast.

"let's go."

Shen Jin led her away from the edge of the cliff.

*

Lin Zhiyao once spent half her life learning to accept the darkness; now, she wants to use the rest of her time to take a good look at the world he promised her.

Let's start with the sea.

[I wonder if anyone understands my little trick here. Generally, people see the sea first and then use it as a metaphor for a person, saying that their lover's eyes are as vast and boundless as the sea. But I've never seen the sea, so it's the other way around. I imagine the ocean based on the beauty and depth of Shen's eyes. So, what kind of awe will I feel when I actually see the sea? What new feelings will I have about this sentence? And what will I think when I look into Shen's eyes beside me? I feel that this reversal makes an already romantic thing even more romantic, so the author quite likes this little plot.]