The Immortal Wants to Die [BL]
UPDATE TWICE A DAY! --- "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?
HER ONLY WISH
Aunt Ting had been moved to the intensive care unit, but she was still unconscious. Mo Lan was only allowed to see his wife briefly before he was asked to wait outside so that he would not disturb the patient.
Mo Lan could only follow the doctor's orders, and he was now sitting on one of the benches outside the ICU. The ICU corridor was quieter than other areas of the hospital, and even in the waiting area, there were only Mo Lan, Zhang Hei, and Jun.
The other two seats on his left and right were actually empty, but neither Zhang Hei nor Jun chose to sit there. The two chose to sit on another bench across from where the old man was sitting alone, and they silently looked at the old man who had kept his head lowered ever since he came out of the ICU.