If there is a moment when my heart is no longer bright, at least this time it is sincere and flawless. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Probably because of the moon in the name, I pay special attention to all the names related to the moon. It's like, in the dark, we are all related.

Ten years ago, I met a little girl with snow in her name, perhaps, in the past 20 years, I can be particularly pitiful and affectionate, and the person who has always been a girl.

At that time, he loved to babble gibberish on paper, so he imitated his predecessors and took a pen name for himself.

The moonlight is cold, the moon shadow is remnant, and the snow is in the sand.

The word moon god appeared because of the words of the monarch of the Tai.

is not an arrogant and arrogant person, but at that moment, he has the world in his heart, and he can't wait to hold such a woman in the palm of his hand and hide it between his fingers.

It has nothing to do with love, this thought depends on each other.

Even if there is a parting, give him joy.

That's when the story was written.

Time flies, and he actually became the author of a fiction website.

My friend, Fingertip Rose, I owe her a copy of her unpublished novel, which is hopeless in the near future. But Jun Yan is a concern pressed on the bottom of his heart, and he can't bear it.

Ten years ago, maybe this book would have gotten three or two readers, and if it had been now, in a different place, there might have been three or two readers.

But now, it's too early, but it's too late.

It's just the starting point, and you can't change it.

I never dared to make promises that were too long, but at least, there was nothing wrong with that.

The only thing I feel guilty about is the readers and editors who have traveled along the way, such as Feiyang 622, who really hope that I can achieve good results, but at such a time, "The Biography of Jun Yue" appeared. My editor, probably with some hope, signed this book, but he didn't expect it......

The powerful cat always said that I am so willful now because I have not stepped into society, I have not felt the pressure of survival, and it is not realistic enough.

I think about it myself, and I am right.

But such a pure time, maybe in the future, no matter what, will not be able to be recovered.

I can hope that I will never change, but I can't guarantee it, I dare not guarantee it, and I don't know who to promise it.