A foolish divine protector gong x a rational, materialist doctor shou
Lin Xing's patient died, then came back to life, sprang upright, and grabbed the jade pendant he'd worn for ten years.
That night, blue fungal threads that should have been in the lab seeped through the gaps in the patient's corpse and chased him for three blocks.
Those fungal threads were best at swaying and saying, "Sweetheart, let's go home," in his father's voice after his death.
Just as the threads chased him into a dead end, a follower of the gods tore through the night with his bare hands to save him.
The god showed no expression and only told Lin Xing, "You won't die."
The next day, his white coat had been washed pink by the god.
Every inch of his home had been mopped with a sour-smelling mop.
Lin Xing: "Isn't social death a kind of death too?"
Yu Buci (tilting his head, confused): "Don't you like pink?"
At the time, Lin Xing thought this was the biggest problem between them.
But the fungal threads kept spreading, and the infected would be completely forgotten by the world.
Friends, family, every trace of them would disappear.
Lin Xing looked at the ghostly blue fungal threads on his hand and asked Yu Buci, "I'm all alone in the world. Will you forget me?"
"No."
He had never kissed Lin Xing, but that night he gripped his wrist hard enough to leave a ring of bruises.
"Anyone can forget you. I can't."
He didn't say the rest. The fungal threads carried Lin Xing away. His blood was the perfect nourishment for cultivating a god.
He couldn't find Lin Xing, but instead waited for Lin Xing to use Zhuri to stab him through the heart with his own hands.
Blood splashed across the god's face. For the first time, he lost his composure.
"You madman! Do you want your body and soul to be utterly destroyed?"
Lin Xing tried to speak, but blood choked him.
The fungal threads can all say "I love you." It's been hundreds of years, and you can't even say a single syllable.
"Next time we meet, I'll definitely..."
Reader's guide: Mild horror and a little angst, but a happy ending, with some Cthulhu-esque imagery.
Yu Buci is very foolish, so please don't scold him.
Theme: All things have a spirit, and life goes on without end.
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