I would like to ask if a god descends from the sky, what do the people involved think?
Zhecheng: I'm so happy, I'll go home directly.
Luo Xu (a certain god): It seems that I was the one who proposed living together first, right?
May I ask how Mr. Zhecheng raises, or takes care of, a god?
Zhecheng: Play straight ball every day, and when he is mature, let me do whatever I want... Cough, grow flowers and do housework for me.
Luo Xu (watering flowers):...
Zhecheng: Listen to his past, and then kiss his wounds. Hey, Luo Xu, are you blushing?
Since childhood, Zhecheng has been dreaming about a beautiful god trapped in a golden palace. His body and wings are shackled, but he is like a lifeless statue on the throne... Now this god really appears in front of him, but before he can recover from the joy, another side of the world is slowly unfolding in front of him, and his soul will be swallowed up if he is not careful~
Intention: Face yourself squarely