Lovers

I can't let it go, I'm angry, I'm too lazy to change it, so I'll post it in the comment area. I want to keep him alive. This obsession has taken root in my heart, just like a seed planted and germinating and circling to bloom. So deeply rooted. I looked up at the roof, with the damp sound of burning wood in my ears, and in my heart I counted the resources I could take away. I still need to prepare a lot of things. But I know it deep down. No matter how well-prepared I am, if I walk into the cold snowfield with a body like mine, I will definitely die. But I want to live with him. The white hair brushed against the side of my cheek, and next to me was the warm Feeny, who was sleeping deeply and evenly breathing on the skin that connected with mine. I touched his hair, his cheeks, the corners of his lips. Even though he lacks melanin and his whole body is pale and light-colored, Feeney still exudes wonderful vitality. This is the charm of young people. Unlike a guy like me who is about to rot. I kissed the corner of my lover's lips, pressed it against his forehead and looked at him who was now like a baby. If I were a healthy person, would I fall in love with him? I think I'll still have my heart set on the brilliant Feeney. But it won't be like this... Kissing him with nostalgia and forgetting everything. Finny whimpered to show he was awake. His first reaction was still to avoid this kind of kiss between adults, but I held the back of his head, and the originally tender touch turned into a nibbling bite that was like venting. I hated him showing any sign of wanting to run away from me. Can't forgive. In a trance, it has become a condescending perspective. His body, which was obviously weak, became so dominant at this moment. When I raised my head, Feeney, who had been dyed red, was still panting absently. You are a pervert who keeps making excuses for your bad behavior. My overheated brain only calmed down a bit by instinct. Think about how you usually take care of his daily life. I calmed down completely. I thought uncontrollably that Feeney had taken care of my daily life in this way before. This time, not only was my mind as calm as water, but it was also as if I was on a slippery slope. I propped myself up and prepared to turn over, but at this moment I noticed the strength of Feeney's arms around my waist. He was holding my waist tightly, looking at me blankly with a flushed face. He didn't seem to know what he was doing. Just instinctively seeking my comfort. He doesn't understand anything. "Nana..." I stared at his expression for a few seconds. Feeney's expression was still as innocent as a child's, but his arms still didn't relax at all. Instead, he hugged me harder. "Nana... Nana... Nana——" As if he couldn't find an outlet to vent, Finny whimpered and kept chanting my name, one after another, constantly seeking help from me, the culprit. Seeing his confused look, I looked at myself more calmly. Want to do it? I asked myself, and sadly discovered that I was not repelled by this supposedly immoral idea. I even feel a despicable sense of satisfaction in being in control of everything. That was a feeling that Feeney could not give me in the past. I love him. So I respect him. He loves me. So he wanted to grow into an independent individual who could protect me. Instead of the current situation, the status of the strong and the weak seems to be completely reversed. "Nana..." Fini almost cried as she rubbed her around to no avail. He hesitated and raised his head slightly, then cautiously and tentatively came over and gave me a kiss. That's right. You are not a sane guy yourself. Stop limiting yourself. If you were a good person with such a strong sense of morality in your previous life, how could you have suffered such a miserable life? I loosened my grip on my arms. With the force of gravity, I fell into this vast white ice field. White surrounds me. Every inch of skin, every blood vessel, every cell... White has invaded everything about me. Ice cold. Vast. Lonely. Searing. Dirty. Everything is mixed together and twisted into my purest white. And I am a greedy devouring white in order to absorb the nutrients to survive. Monster.

Ah? Why was it classified as finished?! No, Mrs. Wow, I still want to see the heroine reappear as a different person.

? Did the time go back to the moment before Nana was injured?

Madam, I'm a sheep, I need to update to comfort me, woo woo, trying to cpu. Jpg

I really cried to death when I watched the first episode. The boy on the ice field struggled so hard and finally died.

No, ma'am, this is the best immortal fanfic I've ever seen. It feels so sick, and I haven't understood how Nana's mentality changed from dying together to living together.

Is it almost over? Nana can't get out of the snowy field.

Hahaha, is kissing so scary?

Whistling to make Fini the dog pee was really amazing. Although the heroine was in pain, I couldn't help laughing. It was so real.

It's been a long time since I've been back. I'm going to starve to death.