Cheng Hua | BL
The world ended quietly. At twenty, I entered a hibernation pod built to outlive extinction. Millions slept. Only mine woke. Three hundred and sixty years had passed. Entry age: 20. Status: successful revival. All others—failed. Final record: Surviving biological signatures—Male. Female—None detected. The cave collapsed. I escaped into a healed world—and fainted. I woke on a wooden bed beneath carved beams. Paper windows. Simple robes. Outside, men spoke like it was an ancient dynasty. Then I saw him. He had Cameron’s playful eyes—my first love, the charming boy who never liked men. “Cameron…” I breathed. “I am Cheng Hua,” he replied. “It is the 170th year of Teng.” “What civilization?” “It has always been this way.” Outside, a man cradled a newborn. “He was a difficult birth,” he said proudly. My blood ran cold. Men were giving birth.
About Cheng Hua | BL
The world ended quietly. At twenty, I entered a hibernation pod built to outlive extinction. Millions slept. Only mine woke. Three hundred and sixty years had passed. Entry age: 20. Status: successful revival. All others—failed. Final record: Surviving biological signatures—Male. Female—None detected. The cave collapsed. I escaped into a heal...Read more