I have always believed that God is kind. It has given each of us the opportunity to be reincarnated. Even when we have lost everything and are bruised and bruised, God will still show its mercy, pick up our broken pieces and put them back together, and put us into that sad city to start over again.
But I forgot that God is also cruel. He just remembers picking up our pieces and putting them back together. But we have forgotten to repair the seemingly invisible cracks in our body that are all over the body and deep into the bone marrow. Those pains that are confused by mirages and deliberately ignored will eventually condense and explode at an inadvertent moment.
Even if we come back again, we will no longer be our complete selves, and this city will no longer be complete. We are destined to come with scars, come alone, and leave alone.