Future's First Marriage, Later Love - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

…chills.

He was actually getting married—to a man, no less—and he was the one taking the role of the “wife.” No matter how he thought about it, it was bizarre. If he got married now, how would he explain it to Tofler when he eventually found him? And what about Anna, his fiancée back in Earth Village? Although his engagement to Anna was a political marriage, at the end of the day, Anna was at least a woman. He felt that marrying Anna was far more reliable than marrying the man standing before him.

He had heard that sex between men was very painful. Was he going to lose his virginity tonight? He had spent so much time worrying about the past, yet now he couldn’t even protect his “rear” chastity. Or should he just knock this man unconscious?

But the man was a General, after all, and now his legal husband. On this patriarchal planet, according to Spinai, hitting him would likely result in a miserable death. Besides, this man had graduated from the Juhua Military Academy less than a year ago and had become a General at such a young age; Mai Hai might not even be able to win in a fight.

Though the walk was only a minute long, Mai Hai found it exceptionally difficult. He suddenly recalled a cliché line from an old TV drama that fit his situation perfectly: He really wished this road would never end.

After an agonizing amount of mental preparation, he finally reached Polack’s side. Although his heart was filled with a thousand “I don’t want,” he kept a smile on his face. Beside him, Polack’s expression wasn’t much better, which made Mai Hai feel a surge of irritation.

The priest droned on with the wedding vows as usual. After the priest finished, Polack said stiffly, “I do.”

Next it was Mai Hai’s turn. Despite the countless voices screaming “I don’t!” inside him, his mouth involuntarily replied, “I do.”

The priest looked at them with a smile: “Very well. General Polack, please kiss your partner.”

Polack pulled Mai Hai toward him and, before Mai Hai could react, gave him a lightning-fast, superficial peck and immediately let go.

The two turned to face the priest, waiting for the blessing.

With a slight blush, Mai Hai stole a glance at Polack, his heart thumping wildly. His mind was racing: Next comes “that” part, doesn’t it? God help me…

After the ceremony concluded, the two returned to Polack’s newly purchased house. Mai Hai felt like he was in a dream. Starting today, this was his home. Sitting on the large bed, Mai Hai’s thoughts began to wander.

Polack casually pulled off his tie and tossed it by the bed, saying to Mai Hai, “Go take a shower.”

Hearing those words, the tips of Mai Hai’s ears turned red. Nonetheless, he took the pajamas Polack had prepared for him from the wardrobe and ducked into the bathroom to wash.

Wedding Night (Part 1)

The water flowed down Mai Hai’s ordinary face and over the graceful lines of his body. Closing his eyes, he still felt like he was dreaming—he was actually married.

He still remembered the first time Polack appeared before him.

Polack was wearing a beige casual suit, hands in his pockets, waiting for him at his workplace. After Mai Hai finished work, Polack took him to a cafe. Polack ordered a latte made from Earth Village coffee beans; Mai Hai only asked for a glass of ice water and looked at him curiously, hoping he would explain his purpose.

The two sat there for a long time, both occupied with their own thoughts. Mai Hai stared at Polack curiously, but Polack didn’t look at him, his eyes drifting indifferently elsewhere. Only after a long silence did he speak: “Our attributes match. From today on, you are my wife…”

“Huh?” Mai Hai was so startled he nearly knocked his ice water onto the floor. In his scramble to steady the glass, a bit of water splashed onto the burgundy tablecloth.

Polack looked at Mai Hai’s reaction with some dissatisfaction and remarked, “I really didn’t expect my wife to be so… ordinary.”

“Cough…” Mai Hai knew he wasn’t particularly good-looking, but why did a grown man need to be that handsome anyway?

However, as he looked closely at Polack, he realized the man was indeed very handsome. It wasn’t a feminine beauty, but one full of masculine virility: slightly curly chestnut hair, a high and wide forehead, a full bridge of the nose, and blue eyes like deep springs that Mai Hai couldn’t help but be drawn into every time.

Polack felt quite gratified by Mai Hai’s infatuated gaze. His mood improved slightly, and he muttered softly, “But you look quite cute.”

Hearing him speak, Mai Hai realized his lapse in composure and immediately snapped back to reality, looking at Polack with feigned confusion. “Eh?”

Polack acted as if he hadn’t said anything. “Nothing.” He then naturally lifted his exquisite coffee cup and took a sip.

Since coming to this planet, Mai Hai knew the laws here were similar to those of Earth Village and Planet Pandora, aside from a few differences—perhaps these were the “ethnic differences” of this era? The most baffling law on Planet Juhua was that marriage must be determined by attributes. As long as the attributes matched, regardless of gender or age, one could not object. Furthermore, as the husband, one could seek multiple wives who matched his attribute and could discard a wife at any time. A wife, however, had no right to divorce her husband; if abandoned, she could never remarry, or else face execution.

Mai Hai didn’t have much of a favorable impression of this absolutely male-dominated planet, even though he was a man himself. However, he didn’t think these laws would affect him much. After all, he didn’t belong here; he had just mysteriously traveled from his own era to the future.

Logically, since he had transmigrated into the body of the First Prince of Planet Pandora, he shouldn’t have an attribute that matched anyone on this planet. All he had to do was stay here quietly, wait for rescue, and go back to being a Prince.

To his surprise, one day a man suddenly appeared before him and told him: You are my wife.

Despite a thousand “I don’t wants,” he could only yield to power and marry this man named Polack. From that day on, Polack picked him up and dropped him off at work every day. After work, he would take him to buy various things, begin decorating their new home, and purchase household necessities together.

For the most part, Polack decorated the house according to his own tastes. Although he would ask for Mai Hai’s suggestions, every time Mai Hai finished speaking, Polack would just continue with his own plan. At first, Mai Hai gave serious advice, but later, when Polack asked, he would just smile and say, “Whatever you think is best.” Upon hearing this, Polack would frown and call him indecisive. Every time, Mai Hai would be internally fuming, rolling his eyes in his mind and cursing Polack for being “sick.”

Mai Hai washed himself slowly. The thought of a man dubbed “Mai Hai’s husband” lying on that big white bed made him nervous. Although they now shared such an intimate relationship, they hadn’t actually known each other for long… and the color white particularly made him nervous because basically everything in hospitals was white.

Polack, however, was very fond of white. He had a slight obsession with cleanliness; his clothes were mostly beige or light-colored, and he seemed to own no dark clothing except for his military uniforms.

Speaking of uniforms, Mai Hai remembered seeing the military uniform while helping Polack move his clothes into the new house. At the time, he had begun to fantasize about what the man would look like wearing it.

Polack, who was lying on the bed casually flipping through a geography magazine, became impatient when Mai Hai didn’t come out after a long time. In truth, he was somewhat disappointed with this wife. Humans are visual creatures—this saying was absolutely true and hadn’t changed after all these years.

Seeing his colleagues marry beautiful wives—even those whose attribute matches were of the same sex were often exceptionally stunning—he pretended not to care on the surface, but secretly he had some expectations. When the attribute matching hospital finally called to say they found a match, he saw the mediocre face and mediocre resume on the profile and felt a deep sense of disappointment.

He met Mai Hai with the mindset of marrying him first and then divorcing him once the next matching person appeared. As expected, Mai Hai was just as mediocre as his file, leaving Polack with no desire.

Tossing the magazine aside irritably, he shouted toward the bathroom, “What’s taking so long?”

Mai Hai was so startled by Polack’s shout that he dropped his soap. He nearly stepped on it and slipped, only steadying himself by grabbing the handle of the vanity cabinet just in time.

Regulating his emotions, Mai Hai quickly rinsed off, wrapped himself in a bath towel, and walked to the wall-mounted mirror facing the door. Looking at the mediocre face in the mirror, he took several deep breaths, telling himself that no matter what happened next, he had to endure it. At worst, he’d treat it like being bitten by a dog. He wondered how Polack would feel if he knew Mai Hai was comparing him to a dog.

Having finished his mental preparation, Mai Hai opened the door as if walking toward his execution. The bathroom in the master bedroom was on the left as one entered the room. To the right stood a super-sized bed, covered in snow-white sheets printed with a large dog. On both sides of the bed were low cabinets of the same height, each topped with a symmetrical vintage bedside lamp. On the wall directly facing the center of the bed…