I still remember two years ago, when I wrote the first chapter of this book, I never imagined that this would be the most precious memory and bond in the short time of my youth!

2017, that year, I remember that I was still bright and sunny, that April spring and summer, I spent my happiest time in fantasy stories and vast imagination, yes, to this day, I still remember those days, just like a bird that was released its wings, finally able to have a day to be free, to do what I like, to write what I love, even if this book, is not worth my persistence, but I enjoy it.

But the happy times were always short-lived, and then I fell into the abyss, and I didn't know where my life should go in the dark, when I could hardly see the light.

Just like after the second volume of this book, Li Qi before and Li Qi after are judged to be two.

Because, after that, Li Qi was artificially imposed by me with his own expectations and hopes.

Just as people always have to be soberly aware at some stage that this is no longer a teenager's dream, but a real reality.

And I wrote on Li Qi the courage and courage to face the real reality, as well as maturity.

It's like a teenager who doesn't want to take over reality, looking for a kind of spiritual persistence that comes from fantasy and gets from fantasy.

But this persistence, obviously, never was, just my struggle, a struggle without strength.

Countless times, I felt that I could give up, but I gritted my teeth and wrote, not only because of the stubbornness in my heart, but also because this is a dream of mine, I don't want it to be so hasty, I want it to have a perfect ending, when I look back on the past one day, open the past memories, I will find that it turns out that I also have such a dream, and I have had such a dream, I have left my own footprints in this dream.

Li Qi, Gou Xun, Zheng Manager, Chen Cezhi...... There are so many names and stories in my dreams, even though I know deep down that they are not real, but, so what, so what?!

I don't care, I don't care!

I knew it was going to be a long, long story, a story that no one cared about, one who had no feelings, just a person babbling like a person who was addicted to his own world, like a mentally ill person's self-talk.

But it doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter!

Even if it's just me, even if it's just me, one person is fantasizing, one person is pondering, one person is thinking, one person is imagining, that's even better!

In the fantasy world, there are countless stories in the future, and I am the only one who is walking alone!

I swim in it until I die!

And in this dream, in this book, it will have an ending, a beginning and an end.

And when will the final reverberation be?

Hehe, maybe it's the next tomorrow, and it's the next next year.

But it doesn't matter.

When this long, long story is written, when this long, long dream is finished.

I thought, I can imagine what it would have been like for me at that time.

Well, perhaps, at that time, I would be thinking, what will the next long, long story and the next long, long dream be............

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(End of chapter)