You can see me!

When Fang Xiu woke again, he had already lost his mind. The horror of his last death made it impossible for him to stay calm.

Because it had hurt far too much.

"Ah! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

Fang Xiu cursed like a madman.

"Honey, it's time for breakfast."

His wife walked in with a gentle smile.

"Eat my fucking ass!"

"I'll fucking kill you!"

"You can see me!"

"I can see your fucking ass!"

Fang Xiu charged at his wife, like a sheep charging at a tiger.

The outcome was hardly a surprise. He died again, and it was a gruesome death.

The fourth time.

After throwing caution to the wind last time, Fang Xiu had calmed down. This time, he chose to close his eyes.

If ignoring her was too hard, he would simply keep his eyes shut.

Perhaps because he had died so many times, he felt noticeably less afraid than before. He had a certain fearlessness, as if even if he died, he would be reborn a brave man eighteen years later.

"Honey, it's time for breakfast."

Fang Xiu ignored her, keeping his eyes closed as though he were still asleep.

"Honey, are you still asleep? The sun's already shining on your bottom." His wife's voice sounded beside his ear.

Fang Xiu could easily picture a beautiful, gentle woman in a white nightdress crouching beside the bed, gazing fondly at his profile.

She might even be resting her smooth, fair chin in one hand, her head slightly tilted, a hint of helplessness on her exquisite face.

"Honey~ Are you going to have breakfast or not?"

Fang Xiu remained unmoved. He knew perfectly well that this so-called breakfast wasn't something for him to eat-she wanted to eat him for breakfast.

In any case, he had made up his mind. Even if the sky fell, he wasn't getting out of bed.

Every time he got up, she bit him to death. A good-morning bite like that was a pleasure he could do without.

His wife tried a few more times, then fell silent when she saw that Fang Xiu was still fast asleep.

Has she left?

That fucking bitch-doesn't she make any noise when she walks?

Fang Xiu didn't dare open his eyes to check. He decided to wait.

The room was utterly silent, so silent that Fang Xiu could hear only his own breathing and heartbeat.

He suddenly realized something. Logically, if his wife wanted to wake him, she should shake him rather than keep calling into his ear. Why wouldn't she touch him?

Could it be... she can't make physical contact until she confirms I can see her? Why would that be?

At that moment, Fang Xiu understood more deeply what those words meant: never let them know you can see them.

He didn't waste this rare moment of quiet. Instead, he began to think.

What exactly are they?

Who wrote those blood-red words on the ceiling?

Why did they mysteriously vanish after I saw them?

Why can I keep resetting after death?

He had too little information to draw any conclusions.

He tried to absorb all the memories of the body's original owner, hoping to find some clues.

An hour passed.

This was the longest Fang Xiu had survived. He had also finished sorting through the memories and gained a general understanding of this world.

It wasn't all that different from his previous world. Both were modern urban societies, and people lived ordinary lives. The only difference was that this world seemed to have more tales of supernatural horrors. Although they were all based on hearsay, there were clearly far too many of them.

Could it be... my wife is a supernatural entity!?

At this point, Fang Xiu was tempted to open his eyes. It wasn't that he lacked patience-he was genuinely afraid of wetting the bed.

Everyone knew you needed to pee after waking up.

For an adult, wetting the bed was truly humiliating, second only to shitting in the street.

Besides, after so long without any movement, his wife might have left already.

But to be cautious, Fang Xiu held it in for another hour.

When he truly couldn't hold it any longer, he decided to get up.

He couldn't let a full bladder be the death of him.

Fang Xiu intended to open his eyes, but he still had misgivings. As someone who often watched horror movies, he was terrified that the instant he opened them, he would find a beautiful woman's face right in front of him, staring straight at him.

Face-to-face.

Scenes like that appeared in horror movies all the time.

His bladder was nearly at its limit now. Fang Xiu tentatively opened his eyes a sliver. His vision was blurry, obscured by his thick eyelashes, and he couldn't make anything out.

But it was enough to tell whether something was blocking his view.

Nothing!

There seemed to be nothing in front of him. Through his eyelashes, all he could see was the white ceiling.

Delighted, Fang Xiu opened his eyes at an excruciatingly slow pace.

Whew!

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The first step was a success. The most terrifying sight hadn't appeared.

Then he began to turn his head, wanting to see whether his wife was still beside the bed.

To his surprise, she wasn't there either!

The bedside was empty.

Growing bolder, he slowly sat up. To keep up appearances, he even stretched.

Pretending to work the stiffness out of his neck, he scanned from side to side with half-closed eyes.

The entire bedroom was empty!

Great! She's finally gone!

But he couldn't let his guard down yet. His wife could very well be outside.

If he went out to use the bathroom now, he would most likely run into her.

Fang Xiu wasn't stupid. He had no intention of leaving the bedroom to use the bathroom.

In countless horror movies, didn't people die because they went to the bathroom despite knowing something supernatural was lurking around?

He intended to take care of it right here, peeing straight into the bedroom trash can.

Wetting the bed was completely unacceptable. Peeing in the trash can was as far as he could go.

Just as he slowly rose, his feet barely touching the floor-

That gentle, nightmarish female voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Honey, you're awake."

Fang Xiu's scalp instantly prickled, and his hair stood on end.

He instinctively whipped his head around as though he had been electrocuted.

At a single glance, his blood all but froze, and his breathing abruptly stopped.

A beautiful, fair-skinned woman's face was embedded in the pillow he had just been lying on!

The beautiful face wore a tender smile, gazing lovingly at the terrified Fang Xiu.

It was his wife!

His wife seemed to have no solid body. She lay in the bed as though submerged in water, with only her face showing and the rest of her completely covered by the bed.

"Holy fuck!!!"

The sudden, horrifying sight startled Fang Xiu so badly that he nearly leaped into the air.

He had taken every precaution, terrified that his wife would scare him, but he had never imagined she would break every rule and lurk right beneath him!?

When?

Could it be that during those two hours I spent lying in bed, my wife was underneath me the whole time?

I was lying on top of my wife for two hours!?

The moment that thought arose, boundless terror spread madly through Fang Xiu's entire body.

"You can see me!"