"You know, faith supports the survival of the vast majority of people here." The young man rubbed his eyes with gray-white pupils and said to the person lying next to him, "Who can survive without faith? Since the war started, everyone's life has become even more difficult."
He saw that the people next to him were unmoved and kept talking to themselves: "Many people don't have enough to eat, and their clothes are in tatters. Ah! There are still dead people, many, many people. The old pastor who preached with us last time was hacked to death by those people the day before yesterday. I heard that the body was smelly when it was found. Oh, who told him to believe..."
"Then how do people who have no faith live?" The person next to him finally said something, and the young man curled his lips and said: "How can you live? Just live with it! There is no purpose or hope, just live for the sake of living, or live for others."
The person next to him laughed at himself: "Then I'm afraid I'm the latter."
"Tch, my mother told me that I should trust no one but myself. It was a lie..."
"Then what do you believe? Are you the same as that pastor?" The person next to him interjected.
The young man pretended to be angry and widened his eyes: "Can you let me finish what I'm saying? I didn't believe anything before, but now I do."
"Who do you believe?" The person next to him seemed to be interested.
The young man turned his head and looked at each other.
"Believe in you, you are my faith."
Purpose: I hope everyone can encounter a positive light