She wasn't just fair-skinned, but rather had a cool-toned white complexion, a kind of fair skin with a slightly pinkish undertone.
On her pale, delicate shoulders, only two thin white straps draped over her shoulders.
Her swan-like neck and delicate, beautiful collarbones were all on full display.
With such a delicate and perfect figure, even with a face that only scores 60 out of 10, she would still be considered a beauty.
But her face is more than a 60 out of 100. If Fang Xiu were to rate it, he would give it 99. He deducted one point to prevent her from becoming arrogant.
It was a face that perfectly embodied the gentle and graceful beauty of women.
Her eyes, as clear as autumn water, gazed at Fang Xiu with tender affection, a gentle smile on her face. That smile was so healing, as if it could soothe all the wounds in one's heart.
Fang Xiu suddenly felt that time travel wasn't so bad; at least if he hadn't traveled through time, he would never have found such a beautiful and gentle wife in his life.
"Honey, you're awake. It's time for breakfast," his wife said softly again, her face gentle and tender.
Fang Xiu was about to agree, because if you can't react within two seconds when talking to someone, you'll seem very wise.
But he didn't know how to address the woman in front of him. Should he call her by her name, or call her "wife," "daughter-in-law," "baby," "sweetheart," or "good daughter"? So he frantically tried to recall memories of his wife.
The original owner of the body had too many memories for Fang Xiu to digest all at once. Those memories were stored in the brain's database, and Fang Xiu needed to input commands to retrieve them.
He was searching for memories of his wife when... a terrifying thing happened.
Wife's name: None! Dating history: None! Special skills and hobbies: None! Favorite position: None!
There's nothing there!!
In fact, this person doesn't even exist in my memory.
This...how is this possible?!
The original owner of this body was a lifelong single, so where did the wife come from?
Fang Xiu suddenly felt his blood freeze, his heart skipped a beat, and looking at his wife's gentle smile, he felt his throat go dry, as if something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak.
Two seconds have passed.
My wife was very patient, her face still bearing a gentle smile. Strangely, her smile never changed, as precise as a robot's, always maintaining a fixed arc and angle, and even the size of the curve in her eyes never changed.
Combined with its pale skin, it gave the illusion of being lifeless.
It's like a beautiful face carved on a piece of white, exquisite porcelain.
This is simply unbelievable, because humans are living beings with heartbeats and breaths. Just as it is difficult for a person to go without blinking for a long time, it is equally difficult to maintain a perfectly unchanged smile without even the slightest tremor in their eyelashes.
For some reason, being stared at by that smile, Fang Xiu could no longer feel the gentleness from before; instead, he felt a chill run down his spine.
What was once a source of healing has begun to turn depressing.
"Who...who are you?" Fang Xiu asked with some difficulty.
As soon as the question was asked, the wife's smile changed.
Her eyes lit up with immense surprise, and her gentle smile widened dramatically, until her lips stretched into an astonishing arc.
"You can see me!" came the voice from his wife, filled with suppressed elation.
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