I am a ferryman on the Forgotten River. To put it bluntly, I am a rower. Where do I come from, why am I ferrying to Wangchuan River, do I have five insurances and one housing fund, when will I retire... I stopped asking these questions a long time ago because I am lazy. After being on this river for a long time, people gradually become lazy, too lazy to count the days, too lazy to remember, and too lazy to recall.
This job is really boring, and I don't know why I got such a job. Oh, I haven't told you what I'm going to do specifically, right? Well, it's actually very simple, send thousands of dead souls across the river and disappear into the original world. Sometimes when I meet someone with a stubborn temper, I have to patiently enlighten them, give them good advice, and ask them to put themselves in a urn... Well, the more I talk about it, the weirder it gets.
But precisely because of this job, I have met a lot of people and heard a lot of stories over the years. I like to listen to stories, maybe because I am a person who doesn't have stories, but I have heard too many stories and I can't remember some of them, but some of the stories of love and hatred in the romance field are quite impressive. I like to listen to this kind of stories, maybe because these stories can best tell the emotions of that place.
Oh, by the way, that place is called the Human World
Purpose: We spend a lifetime writing our own stories, but a short time listening to other people's lives