Kill the God: Deaf People Hear Their Hearts

Seven hundred years ago, I was the god who sent them away with my own hands. On the night of Ragnarok, eleven gods knelt in front of me and said, "Being a god is too tiring. Please send us as humans." I asked each one: "Are you sure?" Eleven people said "yes" eleven times. So I killed them. Then I dug out eleven strands of my emotions, sealed my godhead, and pierced my left ear—— Because the last god said: "Aimiye, you don't deserve to hear the world thank you." Seven hundred years later, I woke up with the name "Chu Wan", with gray eyes, broken ears, unable to cry, not afraid of death, and unable to understand the heartbeat. In the first mission, I met the seventh person I killed seven hundred years ago. His name was Lin Qiye, and there was a rust-red desire for self-destruction in his eyes—an old wound that had not healed seven hundred years ago. He asked me: "Do you know me?" I touched my left ear: "I don't know him." This is the first lie I have told in seven hundred years. Later I met three other people. Baili Pangpang changed the insurance beneficiary to me and said with a smile, "Mom said we are a family only if we collect your rags"; Cao Yuan's black shirt held handcuffs in his mouth and begged me not to be afraid of it. I didn't know how to tell it - I have seen too many gods, you are not scary; Shen Qingzhu defended me from a knife and was about to die. When he asked me why I saved him, I said, "Because the way you looked at me was like looking at a life-saving straw." Later, Lin Qiye finally remembered the snow. He asked: "Have you ever regretted it?" I said, "I regret it every day." He asked: "Then why do it?" I was silent for a long time—— "Because that's what you want." In this life, they taught me to cry, taught me to be afraid, taught me