"Hey! Lord God, why are you crying?"
"I just think you look like an old friend of mine..."
There were tears in the corners of her eyes, the wind blew through her sleeves, and her voice seemed like a small whisper coming from the clouds, lost in the wind and in her heart.
I just feel that you are still alive and breathing the wind of the world freshly.
I just lament that I can still see you whom I miss so much. Your unique fragrance is surrounding me at this moment, your breath sweeps across your face, and the temperature lingering on your fingertips silently tells me: "He is your Xiaoyi..."
It's just that in my eyes, you are freer and happier than before. The previous constraints on you are no longer there. Having escaped from the prison, you are the freest bird in the eyes of the gods.
It's just that the joy after the reunion filled my heart, replacing the tears that should have been shed. The tears could no longer stop falling on the palm of your hand. The moment the wind blew by, the ends of your hair were curled into your palm.
There are so many different styles hidden in my heart, can they only be summed up by "just"?
... Isn't it because the person you once loved is back?
But he lost his memory
Can't remember anything
Including that tortuous love
Even if the person who replaced him as a god had anticipated his amnesia, why was he so reluctant to leave and miss everything with him?
Since when did you become immersed in it?
Is it to accompany him to see all the romantic things in the world and at the same time reflect the time of accompanying him?
Is it the connection between him and your salvation and redemption?
Is it when we point out each other in the endless darkness?
Answer
Isn't he a high and omnipotent god?
Why can't you even answer such a simple question?
"..."
Gods cannot lie
"Lord God, I seem to have remembered something..."
"Xiaoyi..."
I prefer that you can't remember anything
Stay away from everything in memory
The land of the desolate moon...
The heaven above the earth...
The shackles that often bind you...
Including me
After all, I am just one of the few relics you have left behind...
But these words can only be said silently in my heart
The cold and holy gods cannot leave a trace of impure motives in their hearts.
The spring breeze blows silently, and the seeds in my heart leak out.
Shhh
The wind blows with the gods, and the love has no need.
Lord God, your heart is revealed
Intention: Is everything in the sky and on the earth, and everything that the wind blows by, my god?
