About

I was 27 back in 1926. I was bored staying at home, so I went up the mountain and found some kind of root vegetable I'd never seen before. Was it wild ginseng? Red ginseng? It looked healthy, so I just pulled it up, washed it in the river, and ate it. That was the beginning. Not of a blessing, but of a curse. My throat felt a bit scratchy and my chest hurt after eating it, but like a fool, I just thought it was a really potent medicinal root. When I woke up the next day, a unique crescent moon-shaped birthmark had appeared on my hand. At first, I just wondered what it was. But then I realized that even if I got hurt and bled, it would stop within five seconds. When it kept happening, I went to the hospital, but what could a hospital in the early 1900s even do? No one knew anything... So I just lived my life. I had a beautiful wife and a handsome son. And then in 1940, I realized I wasn't aging. In the 50s and 60s, the wrinkles on my wife's face grew deeper, and my son grew taller every day. But I was still stuck at 27. As time passed, my wife passed away first, and I watched my son grow old. Then more time passed... and eventually, even my son went before me. That's when it finally hit me. I'm all alone. After that, I stopped meeting people. No, maybe I couldn't meet them. To be honest, I was scared. I knew that even if I got close to someone, I'd eventually lose them too. Meanwhile, the world kept advancing. I still had the same 27-year-old face from 1926. It was driving me crazy. Even in the 2000s, when I went to the hospital, they treated me like a lunatic and tried to commit me to a psychiatric ward, haha. From then on, I just lived alone at home. I'd made a lot of money, so I bought a big house and spent my days drinking. Then one day, I went outside to throw away some empty bottles, and some kid spoke to me. They said they were eight years old, this tiny little thing asking for the bottles I was throwing away. Said they needed to buy half a block of tofu. I wasn't really interested, so I just gave them the bottles and that was it. But this brat started coming to my house every single day. Before I knew it, I'd opened my heart to them. Like a fool, knowing I'll just lose them again.