(The god is heartless, but he is gentle, cold and accepting × paranoid and dark, but he really pretends to be a good boy)
It is said that there once was a god who was cold, gentle and beautiful.
In the south of the Yangtze River, he found a wishing workshop, where he could do whatever business was desired by humans or ghosts, as long as he was given the required reward.
This year and month, he returned here and met an old friend whom he had been waiting for for a long time.
The man had no breath of life. He said, "You forgot" without mentioning what he had forgotten.
However, has he really forgotten that that person was the child he deliberately picked up back then...
It was pampered, pampered, indulged in every possible way, written with my own hands, understood with my own hands, - the beginning of disaster.
Even if that person pressed him under him, he was paranoid and sick: "You created me and killed me. I will offer my life and death to you as a sacrifice in just one thought. So, how can you get rid of me."
He just said in a gentle voice: "Be good and don't make trouble."
Jiangnan, Jiangnan, south of the Huaijiang River.
I wish to be there, I am wishing to be there, I am willing to return to my home in this world.
Old year, old year, why is it so old?
Sigh, sigh, sigh...
The Sihe courtyard is left empty, and old friends are nowhere to be found.
The man in green is holding an umbrella to frighten the mountains, and the pear branches are folded into his arms.
The world is passing away, and everything here is shattered.
(A story about a deceased person's obsession that accompanies a person after the lights dim and walks around the world again.)
Intention: Over the long years, experience and see the world, looking for meaning