Recently, I have been in a rather unquiet mood, and I always feel worried. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sydney may be mildly depressed, it may be psychologically unhealthy, it may be a flawed personality.

Of course, I won't admit any of that.

When I opened the book, I had a bandage on my head, and I occasionally threw up because I had lost so much blood and had stitches in my head.

In the early part of the book, Sydney went to the hospital every once in a while to check the wound.

Later, there was another time when I had a cheap hand and lifted the scar of the wound, and I ran to the hospital at that time. Too tired to do it.

As for the specific cause of the injury, such as drinking water, people know their own warmth and coldness, but they cannot be humane.

I've always told people about this as a joke.

While others laughed, I laughed and didn't say anything.

In fact, only I know how bitter the reason is.

Every time I think about it, I pretend to laugh like crazy, but in fact, I have two lines of tears in my heart, and I am overflowing......

I won't go into details, let them be sealed in the dust in the depths of time and be eaten by silverfish.

Originally, Sydney wrote this book, she was haggard in her illness, and she was looking for a sense of existence in the darkness of life.

Unexpectedly, Meng Qilin's boss took care of it, and the book that did not start with the three chapters of gold was also signed.

I didn't expect the results to be unexpected... There is also a chance to be on the list of three rivers.

Sydney is very happy, and for a while, I found it quite interesting to be alive.

So.

Here, I bow heavily to my book friends at 90 degrees.

To express my gratitude from three inches:

Thank you for voting.

Thank you for your comments, chapters.

Thank you even more for your tips!

And thank you to the book friends group for sending me red envelopes.

The luckiest thing about living in the world is to find something you love to do.

Even luckier, you've found something you love to do.

Just right!

There is such a group of lovely people who have met because of fate and spare no effort to support you!

It's like being treated gently by the world.

It's like being ironed by the warm sunlight and the cold body.

Like when I was a child, I memorized "Zuo Chuan" to my mother, and then she laughed and cried, crying and laughing, and her wrinkles were full of tears......

A feeling that nourishes a tired, numb heart.

It was late at night.

Say no more.

May all my readers be treated gently by the world.

Also wish I to:

In the future, the day I die, I will also write my serials and my books.

Good night - book friends.