Su Wan, 25 years old, is a low-level copywriter in an advertising company and a senior social worker.
Her biggest worry was the unrefined plan and the inability to pay the rent, until the birthmark of thorns on her right wrist started to heat up - random words would come true strangely, invisible "black shadows" were wandering in the dark, and Shen Chi, the mysterious neighbor who had just moved next door, seemed to understand her anomalies better than herself.
"You are the reincarnation of an ancient god." He blocked her from her first violent outburst late at night, his tone as calm as saying that the weather was nice today.
Su Wan didn't believe it. She can't even support herself, so why is she reincarnated as a god?
But when the conspiracy of the séance surfaced, and when old debts from thousands of years ago crawled out of the city's shadows, she had to admit that sleeping in that birthmark was the power of disaster that could shake the world. And Shen Chi, this man who wears white gloves, knows how to cook tomato brisket, and wears a black earring in his left ear, has been waiting for her for a whole thousand years.
Thousands of years ago, she was his god, who used "evil" to stop misfortune, and died alone with a bad reputation. Thousands of years later, he is her only believer. He does not enter reincarnation and seeks her return in a mortal body. She is trapped between godhood and humanity, and he remains outside of fate and choice. What they have to fight against is never God, but the fate of being swallowed by the godhead.
"I don't need you to go back and be a god." He knelt down on one knee when she was about to be swallowed by fate. "I just want you to stay in this world."
——No one's god anymore. It's Su Wan, it's Shen Chi. In this world of fireworks, two people finally don't have to wait any longer.
Modern city × reincarnation of the godhead × running in both directions
Intention: Fireworks on earth are more worthy of return than altars