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《An oath of Protection purposefully confrontional bond-mating for their discordant in tenderness 》

The scariest curse in the world is probably the curse of immortality and oath of protection(or consider as bittersweet oath).

Wither cannot die. He lived through time, year after year, century after century, witnessing the collapse and reconstruction of countless countries. He has gone through countless lives, living aimlessly in a world filled with worries and haste with a short life.

Ender Pov

Who does he live for? Live for you. From the first day I met you until now, he has witnessed your life pass away hundreds of times. Each time, he was in pain, once he fell, and was lifted up again by his enemy in the next life just keep circling like that.

He knew me from the beginning. Knowing you, getting close to you, loving you, and watching you leave in despair. And I'm reborn, marking the beginning of a new cycle. Then he got to know me again from the beginning.

Yet not once did he get used to me leaving. Every time, you're still the one he loves so much, and you leaving makes him hurt so much. His heart fluctuates differently each time you are reborn, and once it hurts, it hurts.

But he couldn't stop loving me. Can't stop thinking about you, and reaching out to you every time I feel you coming back to the world. Fate brought me and him closer together, but fate also separated me and him after less than 100 years together.

And he just felt my life set foot in the world.

He sat in the small apartment, his whole body hot with fever. It seems like between me and him there is a tightly wound thread of fate or something, every time I am reincarnated, that time he gets sick. It's the same for a hundred generations, and in the future I will whisper to him that my mother said I was very healthy, and in the first few months I was almost never sick. Little did I know that someone had already shouldered all that suffering for me, allowing me to grow up as smoothly as I am now. But he doesn't mind, he does everything for you.

Wither looked at the calendar on the table, wishing he couldn't die. He had already endured enough of the world's challenges, and he had no need to experience another day. But he was afraid that when he left and came back, he would lose all his memories of you, like the way you gently forgot him.

He wants to forget you, but he can't. His fate is tied to her, tormenting him with the pain of love that is always romanticized in human novels.

No, he put his hand on his forehead, that's not the case. He loves you from life to life, but his life is rarely rosy. I'm here again, coming to turn his life upside down. Once again.

Author Pov

Wither feels Ender. He raised his eyes to look inside the coffee shop, amazed. She was in a waiter outfit, smiling and bowing to thank the guest. Ender remembers that look, no matter how many lives have passed, he has put on so many different looks, only his eyes remain unchanged.

Bright, sparkling with vitality and full of hope.

Ender Pov

He stood there dumbfounded until I noticed him. He tilted his head a bit strangely, and he was startled.

Hello.

I smiled, and he awkwardly nodded. I opened my eyes briefly, but just stopped there.

You look really familiar... Are you a regular customer of the restaurant?

No, I must have remembered wrongly.

It took Wither a while to answer that much. He looked down at my name tag, in this life I still have that eternal name, Enderman.