The breeze blew gently that day, and the jacarandas were all over Xi Wu. He slowly opened his eyes. The man seemed to be in Yicheng, at the wide-angle feast, or in Zuixianju, holding his face and looking at him. His eyes had never moved away from him due to anything. "Sick...?" He actually understood very well that the person in front of him was just his hallucination. He just wanted to call him and see him, even if it was a lie.
"I'm here... God..." The man answered him. He knew that his life was not long. If he could see him when he was about to die, why not die? "I'm... I'm a little sleepy..." He used all his strength to finally grab the man's clothes, and it was as if he was back to the original state, "Go to sleep, god, I'll accompany the god." The man spoke softly, brushing the broken hair at his temples, and saw the man smiling slightly, and he closed his eyes. As a result, the stars and the moon did not derail their orbits, and he died without regrets.
"God... Don't worry... This world will be peaceful and prosperous, as you wish."
Intention: There is no god in the world, it's just that someone has a pure heart and just illuminates someone.