For those of you who are still waiting for this book, I'm really sorry to keep you waiting.

There's a lot I want to say, but I don't know where to start.

On this day a year ago, I put down my pen because of a health problem.

A year later, on this day, I logged in to the book's author account again to continue the story.

A year is enough time to change a lot of things, but there are also some things that haven't changed.

But no matter what, I think that today, a year later, I should give a belated explanation for the book lovers who have been waiting so far.

I don't know how many people are still waiting for the update of this book, and I don't have the courage to confirm it.

I'm just a selfish and timid little person.

So after that day, I gave up everything about this book, and I didn't get on the author's account again, I didn't go on QQ for communication again, and I didn't click on this book again.

Maybe many people will ask why, just because you are not in good health, it doesn't mean that you can't communicate, even if it's a eunuch.

But I didn't do that, maybe I didn't want to give the book a chance to interfere in my life, maybe I didn't have the courage to face the book friends after the stoppage, or maybe I wanted to seize the faint possibility that I would come back one day to finish the story.

I've been through a lot this year.

When my father was admitted to the hospital last April with cholecystitis, I had already thought about stopping writing because I hadn't found a new job at that time.

In the following May, I still did not survive the mental and physical suffering, and wrote a notice of suspension of indefinite sick leave.

The results after going to the hospital for examination are indeed not very good, temporomandibular joint disorder, moderate herniation of cervical intervertebral discs, and superficial gastritis, etc., although they are not incurable, but they are not the physical state that a young person should have, and the lump that everyone is most concerned about is also okay, it is a lipoma, but the position of this thing is really not good.

I was receiving physiotherapy until June, and the money for the book's support had already been paid.

My mother asked me if it was worth it.

I didn't answer.

In July and August, I started to work odd jobs as my body slowly recovered, and although I didn't find a suitable job, I didn't want to stay at home and eat my old money.

During that time, I also thought about whether to come back and continue writing, but after all, I still didn't have that perseverance and courage.

It was not until the end of August that I finally found a satisfactory job, signed a formal contract and embarked on a new unit.

At that time, I wondered if I should come back to write, and in the end, I put adapting to work and a new life in the first place.

In October, my grandmother was also hospitalized for bile duct stones caused by the removal of her gallbladder (cholecystitis seems to be hereditary). The days are busy again.

Then it was November, and this time it was my turn to have an upset stomach and go to the hospital for a colonoscopy.

It is necessary to have an open operation.

Originally, there was nothing after the diagnosis, and the surgery was done if I was a little more relaxed, but in order to rest assured, the family let me transfer from the secondary hospital to the tertiary hospital, and the result was very unfortunate that the experts of the tertiary hospital were semi-misdiagnosed (which hospital will not say, I am from Shanghai, and I still have the case, why do you say semi-misdiagnosis, because the two diseases This expert only diagnosed the disease that did not require surgery, and let me go back. ）

I myself have a little medical knowledge, so I changed to another tertiary hospital, which really required surgery, and finally completed various pre-admission examinations in January.

But everyone who goes to work knows that the Chinese New Year is very busy, so I had to put it off until March, during which I naturally didn't have any good opportunities and thoughts to come back to write books.

Then this knife, I stayed in the hospital for 16 days, and the unit took a month off.

It can't be said to be a big illness, but it's half a month when life is worse than death.

To this day, I still have to go for a weekly check-up, and I have to go for a B-ultrasound of the left rib part on the 8th, because there is still a foreign body feeling there to this day.

If this drags on like this, the story of this book may never be continued.

People always have to push, so today, a year later, I pick up the pen again.

is not going to start anew, but to take home the daughter who has not been in charge for a year.

I'm also a reader, and I'm sure that the book lovers who have been waiting so far are not here to say, 'I'm fine, please support my new book.'" I stayed here.

I'm a small person, but a little person also has the right to dream, and he also has the reserve to finish the book.

My writing is not so good, and it doesn't have any connotation, but for me, a year later, there are still people who want to read it, and that's the biggest and best recognition.

Maybe only a few, maybe dozens.

Please also ask these book friends who are willing to read it, don't give me recommendation tickets or anything, because I'm very busy this month and can't guarantee updates.

There are activities to be organized every week in the unit, and I have to take training exams to memorize a lot of things, go to the hospital for re-examination, and accompany my mother to see a doctor.

It's busy, very busy.

But I'll find time to write.

It may be one change a day, or it may be one change a week.

Whether this road is worth walking or not, I still don't have an answer.

I'm past the age where I can talk about my ideals, so when my body and the book disagree, I choose the body, when my family disagrees with the book, I choose my family, and when my work and the book disagree, I choose the job.

The only thing I can guarantee is that I want to write about it.

If this kind of unsecured commitment still has book friends who are willing to support me to go on.

Allow me to say it sincerely.

Thank you!

And then.

Sorry to keep you waiting.