The more I write, the more I deviate from my original idea. Maybe I'm not suitable for writing long stories, I always feel like I'm making up the number of words. Originally, I just wanted to write the story I wanted to write, but in the end, I changed the story beyond recognition in order to make up the number of words.

I don't want to be a eunuch, I already have a eunuch. After this book is finished, I will go to finish another book of eunuchs for three years, and then open a new pit.

It's also a self-talk. It's also for book lovers who still stick to this book.

Thank you for your support.