"Once upon a time there was a god in the ninth heaven." He heard the person in his arms speaking in his heart.
"The official position of chief commanding officer,
He has a pen and a notebook,
It is filled with the sufferings and entanglements of love and hate in the mortal world.
What he likes to do most is to warm two pots of wine and lie down on the clouds in the sky.
Watch with interest the world of mortals that you have arranged for yourself.
But suddenly one day, he got drunk,
One accidentally fell from the cloud.
The immortal then entered the mortal world.
He fell into the world in his own book.
The gods above the nine heavens have no magic power when they come to the human world.
He is no longer a god who stands aloof and watches with cold eyes.
The immortal has become a mortal, and he has no power to restrain the chicken.
He has tasted all the sufferings of the world. "
The person in my arms stopped talking for a long time,
"What happened next?" He asked.
"The gods are contaminated by too many mundane things,
The fairy world has long since eliminated his divine status.
He can never go back.
But he has no place in the world, no family, friends or lovers.
He was alone, he wandered everywhere.
Later, the god became a wandering wild ghost. "
He felt that the voice of the person in his arms was a little sad, so he leaned down and pressed a kiss on her forehead.
Yanjin woke up the next day and heard the sound of green bamboo outside the window, and he was playing the piano in it.
She got up and stood by the window with her clothes on, looking at him.
There is a piece of paper spread under the paperweight on the desk by the window.
The golden hook and regular script on the paper is his handwriting:
Later, the god found his lover, and he became a happy and simple mortal in the world.
She lowered her head and smiled. The sound of piano lingered outside the window and the wind sang softly.
Intention: None yet.