I Became a Widower and Was Forced to Become Everyone's Ideal

[Beloved, beautiful widowed sister-in-law bottom x gloomy, deranged younger brother-in-law top]

Zhu Mingyue was probably the most miserable transmigrator in history.

The moment he transmigrated, his striking looks got him kidnapped by refugees and sold to a widower in the village as his husband for the low price of four shi of rice.

On his wedding night, Zhu Mingyue was dressed in red and tied to the head of the bed when he first saw Xie Pei, his future younger brother-in-law, sneaking into the bridal chamber.

At the time, Xie Pei was struggling to get by in the Xie family, with too little to eat and too little to wear, so thin he was all bones.

That day, Zhu Mingyue cried until he could barely breathe, begging him to help him escape. Instead, Xie Pei finished the wedding fruit on the table, wiped his mouth, and left without so much as changing his cool expression.

Zhu Mingyue: ...

He'd lived for over a decade and never met anyone so shameless.

After spending more time with him, Zhu Mingyue realized that although Xie Pei was not what he seemed, he meant him no harm.

Just as Zhu Mingyue thought their lives would never intersect again,

one day, his bargain husband died, poisoned right in front of him.

Xie Pei appeared behind him at just that moment, pinning him in his arms like a fiend from hell. Holding out the bowl of medicine his elder brother had left unfinished, he said harshly, "Sister-in-law, drink your medicine."

"Thanks, but I don't like it."

Zhu Mingyue sobbed, his trembling hand pushing the bowl away as he watched him cautiously, thinking: You killed him, so you can't kill me too...

That day, Zhu Mingyue wept like a pear blossom in the rain for a full half hour. His lashes were soaked, tears slid down from the reddened corners of his eyes, wetting his whole face and a large patch of his robe.

Anyone would feel pity upon seeing a beauty cry.

Anyone but Xie Pei.

He clicked his tongue impatiently and smashed the bowl.

He'd never met anyone who cried so much. Such a delicate thing.

In the end, Zhu Mingyue stayed alive in the Xie household, in the role of a widowed sister-in-law.

*

Everyone said there was a widower surnamed Zhu who, despite his exquisite looks, was born with a fate that brought death to his husbands. He'd killed his husband within days of their wedding and now lived a miserable life, dependent on his younger brother-in-law.

Zhu Mingyue was happy to let them think so. He shut the doors and ran a business, earning money to his heart's content.

Before long, an eatery opened in town, serving such delicious food that customers flocked to it. Not long after that, Zhu Mingyue stood with his hands on his hips, tore down the old Xie family house, and built an impressive mansion with two courtyards.

Only then did everyone realize that the jinx they had once despised was actually a god of wealth.

Matchmakers came knocking one after another, but why was one particular person's gaze on him becoming more and more peculiar?

One dark, windy night, Xie Pei could no longer stand it. He pinned Zhu Mingyue beneath him and panted, "Sister-in-law, if they can, why can't I?"

Zhu Mingyue, bleary-eyed and bewildered, asked, "Can what?"

Only after the other man coaxed him into bed did Zhu Mingyue realize what had happened. He covered his backside, close to tears.

Help! What do I do when my younger brother-in-law wants to take my place after my husband dies?

P.S.:

1. Both top and bottom are devoted only to each other.

2. The bottom has a slight beloved-by-all quality.

3. The top has understandable reasons for killing people.

Theme: Even when mired in difficulties, keep looking forward and striving. Persistence will bring a wonderful future.