What do you think God is like?
Condescending? Not stained by dust? Turn your hands to make clouds and turn your hands to make rain?
Yan Che doesn't know either.
All he knew was that when he woke up, he was lying on the river beach covered in water, and was dragged home like a sack by an eighteen-year-old boy.
The young man said, "You can stay at my house."
His mother said: "My face looks so bad, I need to patch it up."
His dad said, "Call me if you have anything to do."
Yan Che said nothing.
He has lived for an unknown number of years, seen gods and demons, killed his loved ones, and traveled through five worlds.
He thought that the human world was just a temporary place.
He thought all he had to do for the rest of his life was pay off his debts.
But when Aunt Lin brought him the medicine, her hands were warm.
The boy's eyes were bright when he bought him candied haws.
When the black cat jumped on his lap, it curled up into a ball and purred.
The white wolf was guarding the door with a medicine bowl and said, "Your senior brother asked me to watch you."
The fire fox lay on his shoulder and said, "Why don't you drink the medicine?"
That day, the man stood across the street.
He has lost a lot of weight, and his eye sockets are a little sunken, but his eyes are still the same - the same eyes that peeped at him from hiding in the grass many years ago.
"Long time no see." The man said.
He said nothing.
The man smiled, his eyes sparkling.
"I've been looking for you for a long time."
He choked.
The moment that man appeared across the street, Yan Che suddenly discovered——
It turns out that there are still people in this world who, like him, climbed out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, and still remember that snowy day.
——
Some people say that there are two kinds of people in this world.
One kind fell from the clouds.
One grows out of the mud.
Yan Che didn't know which one he belonged to.
He only knew that the boy with bright eyes was going to college. Before leaving, he turned back and shouted to him:
"Ache, come with me!"
He nodded.
Then followed him and went together.
——
Later someone asked him: How did you survive?
He thought for a while and said:
Burnt by a bowl of rock sugar and snow pear.
Being shouted "It's time to eat".
I was dragged forward by a fool, and as I walked, it was dawn.
——
Someone fell from the divine world to the human world.
Someone came back from the Demon Cave for an appointment.
Can the smoke and fire in the world catch two old people who are covered in wounds?
He is in the world.
The world is waiting for his return.
[Yan Che's perspective]
Qing Shui Wen/Young Shao Yuan Meng Wen
You can comment on the work however you want, but please don't criticize the author again (he is just an ordinary social beast T_T)
Intention: Fireworks in the world, slowly cooked to return to people.