I don't know how many people are left, but I'm sorry for everyone now.

Because of some trivial things in life, and because of some problems with the book itself, I still couldn't stick to it in the end.

In fact, 2020 has not been a smooth year, and some bizarre things have happened to me.

I'm ashamed to say that I have raised birds and turtles this year, but none of them survived until winter.

I was sad for a while.

If nothing else, let's talk about this book.

To put it simply, it's my own problem, and I choose the type I'm not good at, which leads to more and more bias and boring when writing.

In fact, this is a vicious circle.

Originally, I wanted to stick to it and change it to a short story, but then I thought about it for a long time and found that it didn't matter if it was short or not.

From the moment I updated irregularly, the book was doomed.

Fortunately, the investment did not fail, which did not disappoint everyone.

To put it simply, a person's credibility is a glass of water, and every time he doesn't keep his word, he will always be poured out.

When the cup is empty, there is no credibility.

I know this myself, but people always have bad natures, and when you get used to a rhythm, it's very difficult to get back on track.

Fortunately, I have mediated well during this time.

If you think about it, it's more important to get back to your original intention.

I just remember that when I wrote my last book, I sometimes laughed at myself.

But writing this book I had a blank face all day.

Maybe I can't control this kind of theme, or maybe I went in the wrong direction from the beginning, in short, it was a failure of failures.

To be honest, decadent after a while.

The editors in charge also enlightened me and gave me a lot of confidence, and I am very grateful for their support to me at the beginning.

However, because of this incident, I am back to the starting point.

Just like when I wrote my first book in '19.

Time has passed, and a year has passed in a blink of an eye, some sighs, and some nostalgia.

Thank you very much for your support and companionship.

Say I'm sorry too.

I'm really angry and panicked, just scold a few words in this chapter, don't run to the comment area......

You know, men, save face.

Let's write a new manuscript in a few days.

I feel like I still like to write something about everyday warmth, something a little brain-burning...... (People can't accept old age, and their brains are flexible when they are not young)

All in all, these days, I'm looking at opening new books.

If you're still willing to watch it.

Thank you.