Qian Sheng's expression was so serious that it was impossible to be perfunctory with him.
Wang Qi and Liu Shen didn't say anything. Ethan Yuan still sat on the doorstep without moving, just slightly raised his head and looked at him. The remaining afterglow of the setting sun shone on his profile, which was extremely gentle.
"Do you wish there was a God?"
"I..." Qian Sheng was silent for a while, his eyes slowly turned red, "I don't hope so, because if so, it would be too absurd."
Just like that year, that person, without his knowledge, knelt down before all the gods and Buddhas with every step he took, but in the end it was in vain.
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