Just now, just now, I wrote crying.

Life is not easy, and the author has been bumpy for so many years. For the first time, I cried because of the code code. Whether it was due to his own fate or something else, it is not clear.

The world is callous.

This book was written by one person. This man had a bitter fate. Alone with his half-brother, he used his weak shoulders to carry a family and struggled forward. I admire and sympathize, but I am worried that this person will not be able to bear the pressure of life and break through the bottom line.

So, the author wanted to write a book. For themselves, and for this strong and fragile person.

It's not pornography, it's not about politics, it's just a YY article written as much as possible based on reality.

The author likes Hong Kong films in the 90s, and likes the feeling that everything is over-the-top and crazy. There is a place in the book that pays homage to the golden age of Chinese cinema that is unprecedented, I don't know if it is unprecedented.

Crying is not hypocrisy, it is a long-term vicissitude. The book is not brainless, it is the author's dedication. Although the author's pen is not enough, he tries his best to be cool.

We look forward to your support. Perhaps, a recommendation, a collection, and a click will make that person feel that there is still warmth in this world.

Heaven and earth are merciless, people are merciful, I will do my best!