The Little Blind Scam Goes Horribly Wrong

Rich, free, and loving daddy-type top x pretty little blind bottom who acts cute and plays helpless Age gap / height difference / size difference · That spring, Chen Jiaqing quit his job and returned to Jiangyi, where he met a little con artist who was blind but black-hearted. The first time, the little con artist was a fortune-teller, and he conned his mother so thoroughly she didn't know which way was up. The second time, the little con artist took advantage of the situation and swindled his own brother out of two thousand yuan. The third time, rain was pouring down so hard it hammered against the car windows. Chen Jiaqing was passing an intersection when a familiar figure suddenly darted out from the roadside and fell in front of his car. The little con artist rolled over with pinpoint accuracy, landing right in the middle of the crosswalk. He lifted a face so beautiful it was almost blinding. “Three hundred thousand.” Chen Jiaqing pulled out his phone. “I'm calling the police.” The young man immediately scrambled to his feet, stumbled, then steadied himself. “Thirty thousand.” Chen Jiaqing: “...” When the traffic police arrived, Chen Jiaqing took him to the hospital for an examination. The doctor handed him the report: a fractured wrist. Chen Jiaqing was stunned. Later, Chen Jiaqing realized the little blind guy didn't know pain or fear. He only knew money. Fortunately, Chen Jiaqing had plenty of it. The pretty little blind guy had no parents and was making a mess of life on his own. So Chen Jiaqing brought him home, fed and clothed him, sent him to school, and raised him almost like a younger brother. The kid couldn't see, so naturally he would take Chen Jiaqing's hand. The kid was also in poor health and was always falling sick and feeling miserable. At night, he'd feel his way out of bed and climb into Chen Jiaqing's, clutching his quilt and asking to be held while he slept. Everyone thought they were sleeping together, and they were almost right... Chen Jiaqing thought the kid was too young and didn't know any better, so he planned to make things official in a few years. The kid was his anyway, and he wasn't in a hurry. Until That night was the kid's eighteenth birthday. The young man lifted his beautiful face and kissed him, his slender, soft fingers settling on the man's belt. “I want... an eighteenth birthday present.” Chen Jiaqing was so thoroughly bewitched that it took everything he had to scrape together a shred of reason. “Wait, wait, baby, I didn't get you anything.” The next second, Fang Zhiyu pulled two boxes out of his school uniform pocket and shoved them at him, then lifted his head again and sealed their lips together. ★ Content warnings: 1. The blurb is told from the top's perspective, but the story follows the bottom. 2. Older top, eight-year age gap. They first meet when they're sixteen and twenty-four. 3. The bottom is blind, and he won't recover. 4. No rule-breaking: they only have sex after he comes of age. Before that, it's purely a caretaking relationship. A sweet story about bringing home a pretty, sickly wife and taking good care of him. [Slow burn] [Everyday life] Theme: People should be allowed to dream of love and forever