I love it so much

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I always feel a little hypocritical when I say how much I say, but after thinking about it, I still want to write something.

As I write this, it's 1:37 a.m.

In front of the computer screen, I pondered, and I never knew what to do. Whether it's to go to the hard codeword, or to play games, or to sleep.

Tell me the story.

To be honest, when I first started writing, I was still very confused, I was confused about what subject matter to write about, or whether I was suitable for writing a novel.

Before that, I had been brewing for a long time, a year, two years, three years, and I don't remember it myself.

I've scrapped so many manuscripts that stacks up to fill my bed, but what's the point? It's always a waste manuscript.

I love writing novels and sharing my stories with people, but I never had the courage because I was afraid.

I'm afraid that my story won't be recognized, or even naïve.

Even now, I still take it out, no matter what, it's a piece of courage that deserves to be commended. That's what I thought.

I also like this protagonist, silly, cute, and a little clever.

If you are stupid, you will always be liked by others.

After living for 3,000 years, he still looks like a child.

To this day, I am still nervous, very apprehensive, but I have a very longing, longing for my article to be exposed and loved.

But the only thing I can do is do my best and obey the destiny of God.

I will do everything in my power to create my story, even if it is not the best, but it is still my child.

I created it, and I should be responsible for it, and even more so for the people who read it.

In the end, I love it very much, whether it has a mind or not, love me or not.

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