I became an immortal by chance.
All I wanted was to roam the Heavenly Court as a carefree wandering immortal,
with a fellow immortal to drink and chat with,
in a peaceful, beautiful life.
But it turned out there was no such thing as a destined path to immortality.
It was all just a promise made by the Bridge of Helplessness.
When I look back,
whose face will I see?
The figure I loved deeply in my past life,
or the bond who stays by my side in this life?
I'm hopeless at writing blurbs. "Sighs and rubs forehead" (┳_┳)
Reading notes:
1. The heroine's social skills are still loading, so please be patient.
2. The ending hasn't been decided (the author is a masochist, so...)
3. Happy reading, everyone~^▼^
=-= Well written, good luck to the author~