A Terminal Healer Needs an Obsessive Maniac

Ryu Seo-Ha’s gaze, still hazy and unfocused, quietly rested on Choi Kang-Hu’s face. His cool hand, colder than usual, gently caressed Kang-Hu’s cheek, which was stained with bloody tears. A single transparent tear also slid down Ryu Seo-Ha’s pale cheek.

“I’m sorry.”

It was regret that now overwhelmed him, knowing that he had stubbornly refused, only for his beloved to suffer emotionally. He should have known it would lead to this — receiving his lifespan after all. Choi Kang-Hu’s energy surrounded and embraced Ryu Seo-Ha, who was filled with guilt and sorrow.

“Does it hurt?”@@novelbin@@

Kang-Hu’s hands, filled only with worry and relief rather than any hint of lust, carefully explored Seo-Ha’s body. He was anxious that even though Seo-Ha had been revived through the kiss that transferred his lifespan, his body might not be fully healed. Ryu Seo-Ha placed his hand over Kang-Hu’s and shook his head softly.

“Then why are you crying?”

Without pushing away the warmth of his hand, Ryu Seo-Ha gently tilted it and wiped away the wetness around Kang-Hu’s eyes. His movements were as careful as if he were handling a delicate, freshly crafted glass artifact.

“...I just feel like I keep doing things I’ll regret.”

With a self-deprecating smile, Ryu Seo-Ha used his sleeve to wipe the red stains off Kang-Hu’s face. He despised himself for making decisions that he knew would hurt his lover, yet still selfishly clung to him afterward.

• Where do you think you’re going?

• Maybe, at that time, you had a reason to leave my side...

• I don’t want to experience the heartbreak of someone I gave my whole heart to disappearing without a trace again.