[Comprehensive] After I Became a Homeless Person

*First person of the text *I can't write copy anymore. I will change at any time after I die. *Cp is pending, I'm a bit confused, someone has chosen it *Text used for self-pleasure, no logic ———— Before I personally experienced social beatings, I thought God looked like this: Sitting in a luxurious room, holding a small fan and pretending to be reserved with a smile; Thousands of believers presented gold, silver and jewels with a wave of their hands; Moreover, everyone loves to see flowers blooming, and the neighborhood relations are friendly. Actually... It's like this: You won't be caught for posting small advertisements, so you post advertisements everywhere for five yuan; From birth to death, you may have used only a fan or a piece of clothing. If you dig through the trash can, just pretend I didn't tell you; In order to get a bite of rice, he can eat the King's meal without conscience. He was originally a god, but he was questioned for not having suffered from the second disease. I kind of miss the days of eating and waiting to die QAQ ——*—— The bright moon in the sky fell into my arms, and I had thoughts that I shouldn't have. With thoughts, all the mountains and rivers I see are filled with your tenderness. The wind carries the brightness of the moonlight and the shadow of the stars into my dream, All the years to come, Only you are as clear as yesterday, like a sweet dream. "Everything I see is blurred into light and shadow in time, Only you are scattered in every mountain and river I travel through. " Concept: A story about a god who was once treated gently by others and finally learned to treat others gently.