The early morning mist shrouded the mountains and forests, a gust of morning wind blew, and the withered yellow bamboo leaves danced lightly and slowly drifted down from above, and there was a more naughty one, which crossed the eyes of the young man and fell on the tip of his nose.

At this time, the boy was lying in a pile of fallen leaves, enjoying the late autumn scene, for this naughty fallen leaves, he took a deep breath and blew hard, the fallen leaves could not resist, and could only drift into the fallen leaves with this gust of wind.

Perhaps tired of the scenery here, the boy stood up, shook the fallen leaves on his body, and began to move away.

The mountain was very large, and the boy was still wandering in the mountains and forests after walking for a long time, and a small wooden house in the distance caught his attention.

Walking closer, the boy took a closer look, this should be uninhabited, the roof has been completely occupied by yellow fallen leaves.

Just as he was thinking this, a strange feeling came over him.

"Compatriot, come out and see you. ”

The woman hiding behind the tree was surprised, she thought she had hidden it well, but she didn't expect to be discovered by this foreign guest.

"Are you from outside the mountains?"

The young man looked at the woman who came out from behind the tree with a little distraction, it was so beautiful. The long hair was scattered around the waist, the face was as flawless as the carved jade, and the eyes seemed to be the purest thing in the world, unadulterated with any impurities.

However, the boy was only amazed for a moment, and quickly came back to his senses.

"Yes, I come from outside the mountains, and among so many compatriots, you are the most temperamental I have ever met. ”

"Thank you, I think you are also very temperamental, a kind of leader temperament, like leading everything. ”

The young man smiled bitterly and said, "What kind of leader are you talking about alone, what kind of god are you." ”

"I might be the god of water. ”

With that, the woman raised her right hand lightly, and with the light stroke of her fingertips, a huge water balloon was condensed. When the woman's hand was sent downward, the water balloon exploded with a bang, and the droplets of water fell nearby to moisten everything.

"Is it so, has the god of water fallen?" the boy lowered his voice to a minimum, and a touch of sadness crept over his handsome face.

The woman didn't hear his muttering, and looked at him with a cloudy look a little helpless, thinking that she had done something wrong.

"What's wrong with you, did I do something wrong?"

Hearing the woman's question, the boy immediately returned to normal.

"I'm fine, is this your home?"

"Well, this is my home and my temple. There are many people in the village not far from here who believe in me, so they have built me this little hut, and since I have come, come in and sit down. ”

The boy did not refuse, and followed the woman into the cabin.

Although it is a shrine, there is no statue of a woman in the wooden house, and there is no decent tribute, it is just an ordinary room.

As if seeing what the boy was thinking, the woman chuckled and said, "Now that the gods are here, we don't need statues, and we don't need to eat, do we?"

It's true, it's just that teenagers prefer to taste human food, and that's a pleasure.

"Can you tell me a story about the outside world? I have been wandering in this mountain forest since I was born in consciousness, and I have never been to the outside world, and I can only learn a little about it from the villagers. ”

"The story outside may be much sadder than this mountain forest, are you sure you want to hear it?"

"Yes!"

The more she said this, the more curious the woman became, why the outside world was so beautiful in the mouth of the villagers, but it became sad in the mouth of the young man.

The young man sighed and began to tell the story that belonged to the outside.

Time passed quickly, it was almost dusk, and the woman's face was full of tears. The boy looked out the window and gradually stood up.

"It's time for me to go. ”

The woman looked at the boy with some reluctance.

"Are you going back to the outside of the mountain?"

"Yes, there are many compatriots out there suffering. Perhaps, I can help. ”

The woman didn't say anything more, just quietly watched the boy leave.

In the blink of an eye, in winter, the mountain forest is also dyed with a trace of hoarfrost, and the fallen leaves on those dead bamboos have long been buried in the soil.

It was still the same cabin, and although there was a layer of white on the roof, the boy knew that the woman was inside.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and soon the woman opened the door, and the woman seemed very happy at the moment she saw him.

"Why are you here. ”

"Come and see your friends and tell you beautiful stories from outside. ”

The woman didn't know what to say, and the only people who could call her friends in this mountain forest might be those flowers, birds, insects and beasts, after all, the villagers held her high, and no one dared to get close to her at will.

"Thank you. ”

The boy smiled.

"Friends don't need to say thank you. ”

This time the story brought by the teenager gave the woman a completely different feeling from the last time, like two extremes.

"The story you tell twice is like coming from a different world. ”

The boy smiled wryly.

"If I could, I would also like the world not to change so much, it's really hard to tell the difference between good and bad in this world. But that's the reality, good and bad always go hand in hand, and you can't pray that one will disappear. ”

"Are you leaving again?"

"Yes, but don't worry, I'll be back, friend. ”

The young man's words made the woman smile, it was a smile that could melt the snow outside, very warm, to the heart's heart.

"I'll wait for you, friend. ”

A few months are short for the gods, as the snow melts and spring returns to the land, leaving the entire mountain forest lush with greenery. However, compared to these beautiful scenery, the boy still wants to see his friends earlier.

It's still the same cabin, but it's much cleaner than before, and there are no more fallen leaves and snow on the house.

There was a soft knock on the door, and there was a rush of sounds in the room. This time the door opened for a lot longer than before.

The door opened, and it was still the same woman, but she was not in good shape, and some red eyes and unwiped tears made the young man a little puzzled.

"What's wrong with you. ”

"I didn't ...... It's okay, come in. ”

The woman's frustrated acting skills made the teenager sigh.

"If you can't stop crying, just cry. ”

The woman raised her head and looked at the young man, and the grievance in her eyes was already very obvious. The boy entered the room and sat down on a stool very casually.

"It's your turn to tell the story this time, friend. ”

But despite this, the woman shook her head, and she raised her right hand and placed it in front of the boy.

The young man who was still calm just now suddenly stared at the woman with wide eyes, he knew what the woman was holding in her hand, it was the crystallization of faith, gathering the vast majority of the power of a god.

"Friend, take it and leave. ”

"Why?"

"I accidentally overheard the villagers' conversation, last year there was a lot of snow and it melted to form a small lake. They don't need me anymore. They want God's power more. It's like the story you've told, except this time I'm the main character. ”

The boy knew what it meant for her to say that, he had been through too many of the same scenes.

"Life is not something that can be given up so easily. ”

"Yes, I also want to save my life to see the outside world, but they used to believe in me, they used to be so friendly, they used to bring food for the winter to worship me. If I could, I would like them to go back to the way they were. ”

The boy's expression became a little painful, and such a scene had been played out countless times.

"Even if you pay with your life, they won't change back to what they were. ”

Looking at the young man's painful expression, the woman stretched out her hands and held him in her arms.

"I know you've mentioned it many times in the story, but please don't give up hope, even if it's slim. Goodbye, friend. ”

No matter how much the boy tried to dissuade the woman, she didn't change her mind, she just worked hard to clean the house and clean up her temple inside and out.

This night, the boy did not leave, he stood on a tree and looked at the log cabin in the distance, the actions of dozens of villagers were in his eyes, they entered the log cabin, there was no sound of fighting inside, but when they came out, there was a corpse of a god.

Looking down at a water balloon floating in his palm, the boy's tears flowed uncontrollably.

"I don't want to give up hope, but all I see is despair. ”