The Immortal Wants to Die [BL]
COMPLETED! --- "From now on, you will not age, nor will you die. From now on, you will witness how people around you die. From now on, you will be the undying Immortal Zhang Hei." --- More than four hundred years ago, Zhang Hei callously swung his sword to separate souls from their bodies, leaving no soul attached to the body in Jiangshi Palace. The massacre triggered severe punishment from the God of Life, and he was cursed to witness the death of the humans around him while he himself would not be able to die. From that day on, Zhang Hei became an immortal who would live forever. Zhang Hei had lived in this world for over four hundred years, and he had witnessed so many deaths over the years. As he continued losing people around him, he felt more and more emptiness in his heart, and he finally begged the God of Life to lift his punishment. He said that he wanted to die, and the God of Life then asked him to meet the God of Death. The God of Death then asked him to find a person. That person was one of the people he killed heartlessly more than four hundred years ago, and after meeting him again, his life started to change. As his life continued to change, Zhang Hei also began to see strange images in his mind that seemed to be part of the past that were erased from his memory by the God of Life, and some unexpected things began to happen in his life. Would the immortal still want to die after he once again reunited with someone from the past? Would he be able to die in the end?
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"I'm not jealous!" Jun answered, but somehow, he seemed in a hurry to clarify. "As you said just now, you are my boss, and I shouldn't think too much about your business, right? Don't worry, I will stop asking questions related to Fu Wei Long if you don't want to answer!"
Apart from looking rushed, Jun also sounded like he was angry, and in the end, he forced the kitten to sit on the sofa instead of letting it continue to sit on his lap.
The blue-eyed kitten looked disappointed, it even looked sad before it could only curl up pitifully next to Jun.
"If you don't like the kitten, you don't need to spoil it. Maybe it just feels lonely because I'm rarely home," Zhang Hei suddenly changed the topic, and Jun glanced at the white kitten again.
"Is it a male cat? What's its name?" Jun asked without looking at the black-haired man.
"No name," answered the black-haired man.