It's over.

It's over.

Many, many people, many, many things, all ended here completely.

A lot of things, all the stories, the people in the stories, all the things in the stories.

In fact...... In fact, I suddenly didn't know what to say.

Everything was over here, and for a short moment, I was filled with joy, but my heart felt like it was suddenly empty.

This is the first time I've ever written a true testimonial, and it's the first story I've ever written.

More than two million words, a year and a half, countless dedications, countless pains, countless cold and long nights.

That's a lot of stuff......

I was a little stunned.

It's painful, but it's like a feeling of rest.

Rest.

After all kinds of earthly suffering, I finally found liberation.

Yes, writing this story, writing this title "The Wizard's Legend Journey", for me, is a real pain.

The reason for the pain is very simple, one is because of the grades, before and after my little bit, there are wizard streams, and their results are shining and dazzling to me.

But I didn't.

Both, from the very beginning, they have been encouraged by many people, so many book friends, that level of activity makes me envious and even deeply jealous, but the same...... I didn't.

I didn't.

The three, everyone is the same wizard chip, and the text more or less carries the shadow of the classic text of the predecessors, but their shadow has been recognized by many people.

But...... I didn't.

All I have is a myriad of insults.

Countless insults.

Countless disgusting book reviews.

Countless heartbroken reviews.

Many, many, many things.

Many, many ......

I'm going crazy.

Really, during that time, I was really going crazy.

Why, why, why is there a new book in front of him that is also a newcomer, but he has the best things all the way to the end, and the book review area below is all praise, but I ran naked for more than a month on the shelves, and then endured countless ridicule and abuse.

Hell knows how many disgusting book reviews I've deleted in over a year!!

Maybe, I've been outside the door for more than a year, but I finally saw the door, and the quality of my beginning, the quality of my free period is really not too bad.

That's not as good as me at all, really, really can't compare to mine............

Of course, this is a subjective thing, but I am still not reconciled, why, why can he get the encouragement of the editor, and then continue to boil up, and boil out a result, and I, and I have nothing.

The road of a newcomer is very difficult, I admit this, but I am also a newcomer, my quality is not bad, why do I have to bear such things, it is such pain, it is my suffering in vain for a year or two.

Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

There is another book a little later, he is similar to me, but he starts more excessively, that is, he directly applies other people's books, but it is even more praise, it is countless praise, it is countless recognition, it is a series of recommendations, it is a lot of manuscript fees, it is a lot of things.

Why, everyone is the same, everyone has the shadow of someone else's humanities, mine is very few, he is a lot, but why do I get such a thing.

Crushed everywhere.

It's crushed everywhere.

I'm in pain, it's really painful.

We're the same......

My writing is really not bad, my story can definitely be taken out, and it can definitely be used against anyone......

But, but...... Why did I get something like this......

If they were different, a lot of completely different things, really better than me, I would admit it, but it wasn't......

We're all the same......

It's the same......

The same thing, the same shadow, but why is it that I have endured such things, why am I going to lose everything and become the most embarrassed??!!!!!!!

It hurts, it hurts...... It really hurts, it hurts.

My body was shaking for a while.

My body was trembling, and my whole body was aching.

It really hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

Why!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lose your marbles.

At that time, I was crazy, and I guess it wasn't far off.

It was a painful time.

unimaginably long years.

During that time, I wanted to write a good article, but I couldn't settle down in my heart, I couldn't grasp the whole text well, Carvin's madness, and these emotions surged up like crazy weeds, spread and grew in my heart, and made me almost completely crazy.

The feeling in my heart is really hard to put into words.

I broke off.

Kavinka was crazy, I really couldn't write, I stopped watching, and when these emotions surged in my heart, my heart twitched for a while, and I cried while listening to the song, and then I broke off.

Even when the editor arranged a recommendation for me, I didn't send the manuscript and deliberately broke the change.

It doesn't matter anymore, after all.

A lot of things have become like this, and it doesn't matter anymore.

I've lost a lot of things, is there any point in writing or not writing?

It doesn't make any sense anymore.

Sometimes I really want to cry.

Actually, I cried a lot, many times.

I'm writing very seriously, all the plots conceived, all the characters depicted, and other systems and other things, I scratch my scalp here, every day I feel like crazy, but I can't squeeze out a few words, this is all the essence and crystallization, but, is it useful?

What's the use, it's useless, it doesn't do anything.

That feeling is like you show your love to the girl you love the most every day with your best heart and the most perfect everything, but she has a cold face, a face full of disdain, and slams your hottest and cleanest heart on the ground and stomps on it fiercely, and then laughs at you in full view.

Everyone around them was laughing, and they all had sneers on their faces.

Everyone is pointing at me and scolding, scolding, scolding......

Occasionally I would look at those two books, and sure enough, everything was fine, but I was so tragic and even tragic.

What to write.

Let's stop it.

I don't know how long I've been crying, how much I've cried.

How many days and nights of heart-throbbing pain.

Actually, I'm kind of a street fighter, but I'm even more miserable than people with slightly worse grades on the side, because their books are very good, and many people are supporting them, no one will scold them, they have a complete book of their own, and I'm not, I'm being scolded, and even the meaning of my writing this book is being questioned and weighed.

Not only am I not as good as those two books, but I am also not as good as other books that are not as good as mine.

Clean without them, pure without them.

Iniquity.

What a sin.

I closed my eyes.

The world is so quiet.

I can't take it anymore, really, I'm going to die.

At that time...... No, no, a lot of times, a lot of times, I was really close to giving up on the book.

What to write, it's so painful to write, I can't write it even if I rack my brains, I am scolded when I write it, and I don't have much manuscript fee, what to write, let's write a new book honestly, you can write better, you can write better, at least the new book is clean and clean!!!!

New books can be written naturally, but ...... But I'm not reconciled.

My story is good, really good, there are good boys, there are good girls.

Is it over to bear the infamy like this......

Unwilling, unwilling.

I'm really unwilling.

You know, you know, I'm really unwilling.

I......

I...... I...... I'm really in pain.

A little before writing this book, in February 2017, I just experienced a love, I met a very good, very good, very like, very much like the girl, I like her very much, I like her very much, but because of my youth, I let her go away, I have no love with her, there is no story, I and she are two completely different lines in life, I didn't understand before, but later, I found out.

No.

There was nothing between me and her, nothing, nothing.

No, no, there is still one thing, it is a love letter I wrote to her, a love letter of more than 10,000 words that I slowly typed out with my heart on the keyboard.

She was gone anyway.

Like me, her home is in Sichuan, but her school is in Hunan, so she left, went to her school, never looked back, and never came back.

I know, I really, really lost her.

At that time, I was already thinking about some of the things that followed, probably in the Purgatory World, and I thought of her, and she had a lot of different looks in my heart, very beautiful, very beautiful.

She is Tsing Yi.

She's Sophie.

She is Anne.

She's a silver bracelet~~

I suddenly realized that I couldn't lose mine.

I don't care about that, but I can't forget her, I can't forget my younger self!!

At that time, the purple leaf Roland, who had given the most fiery heart.

So I continued to write.

I went ahead and wrote it down.

Not for anything else, for her, for those good girls, to prove to others that my story is a good story, even if it is flawed, but it is still a good story.

Yes, I'll admit, my story is good, it's really a bit flawed, something wrong in the early stages.

There's no denying it.

It's like the old me, the young me when I faced her.

It's the first time I've faced love.

Write it.

Write it.

Keep writing.

So I continued to write, and I started to continue the story, and I thought, my story is a little flawed, but it's still a good story, and somebody will like it, somebody will like it.

Of course, in the middle of the subsequent writing, I broke off for some other reasons, some of which were from life, and some of which were mentioned above, with bad emotional outbursts, not wanting to write an essay, not wanting to make a detailed outline, not wanting to, not wanting anything.

Of course, it is undeniable that there are some reasons why I sometimes have lazy seizures and become lazy, which is true, and there is no need to shy away from it, and there is no doubt about it.

It's not mine, it's my atonement.

I think.

Yes, this book, "The Wizard's Legend Journey", is no longer mine, this is my farewell, I want to really say goodbye to my girl - I still like her now, but I don't dare to love her anymore, it's too painful to love her, it's too painful~~

This is my debt, my sin, my cause and effect.

A lot of things, a lot of things.

At that time, I thought that no matter what, I must finish this book, no matter how bad it is, no matter how bad it is, it must be finished.

Finally, I finished writing the story and I had an account for myself.

Banzai~~~

My mind calmed down.

More than a year has passed.

Some are sentimental, some are sighing.

Actually...... If you think about it carefully, it's not just an explanation or a lot of things, but I still have a lot of gains here in this book.

I went from being a person outside the mountain gate to finally becoming a god in the mountain gate, and ah, I also saw the way, and really walked up, I won't get lost, I won't lose.

I've grown up too.

There are also some things about, about Dianniang, those good encounters, also very good, also very good, let me like it very much, very sighing.

In addition, there are some people who support me, although there are very few people, and compared to others, it is not comparable at all, but I am still very happy, very happy.

Thank you, thank you.

Thank you for having you.

Whether it's genuine or non-genuine book friends, thank you, thank you for accompanying me through this story.

I don't have any resentment, there's no need, there's no need.

Everyone's path is different, I have my own path, I go alone, I walk alone, I stumble, I can always continue to walk.

It's always time to go for something.

This book has lost its lustre, just like I lost the girl I loved, it is all the heel of life, and it is the path we must take.

It could have shone brightly, but in the end it didn't die in the dust, and I didn't have a chance, so I accepted it.

It's like ...... I didn't choose the fate of dying alone.

They are going to leave, they are going to go.

What fell on me was pain, suffering, and growth.

It's okay, it's okay.

I'll walk alone, and it's good to walk alone.

I've always been alone, and now I'm living alone, there are a lot of things that others don't know, and I can't understand if I know, I used to shout loudly, but now, it really doesn't matter.

I just feel a little sorry for myself.

I feel sorry for me, I feel sorry for Ziye Roland.

I feel sorry for the purple leaf Rolan who was once unable to sit on the chair, the purple leaf Roland who was full of pain and trembling for a while, the purple leaf Roland who was sad and weak looking at other people's books, the purple leaf Roland who was anxious for a while but couldn't squeeze out half a word, the purple leaf Rolan who was tapping on the keyboard in the middle of the night, the purple leaf Roland who was walking on the road, the purple leaf Roland in 2017, and the purple leaf Roland in 2018............

I feel distressed that I have passed the age of 23, and I am already 24 years old.

Purple leaf Roland, purple leaf Roland~~~

I'm kind of in love with myself, not for defensive protection, but for love, similar to falling in love with myself, falling in love with me, falling in love with Purple Leaf Roland.

Purple leaf Roland~~~

You're really walking slowly.

We all have our own paths to follow in this world.

The long, distant, painful, and joyful aspects of it can only be walked by oneself and truly understood.

The world is big, and it is always intertwined with different joys and sorrows.

Everyone's world is never connected.

We can look at other people's scenery from the outside, but we can't go into other people's world to experience other people's joys, angers, resentments, joys and sorrows.

You've never walked my path while I'm ...... Nor did they come into your world.

Laugh/

Actually, I was just going to talk about it briefly, but I didn't expect to say so much at once, there are a lot of negative emotions, a lot of emotional outbursts and the like, emmmmmmmmmmm, it's really a lot, too much.

I apologize to everyone who saw this, after all, this is not a good text, a little sad, 2333333333333

It's all over.,It's all over~~~.

Okay, okay, let's get down to business, well, it's related to the new book.

There will definitely be new books, because I'm a guy who eats after all, and new books will come out soon, so it shouldn't be long.

Please don't delete the bookshelf yet.,After all, I'm going to talk about it.———— I think I'm done with the book.,I'm going to drop the subscription and collection.,I still have a little bit of a 'Zhinima',,, laughing and crying/laughing and crying/laughing and crying/

Alright, that's the end of it.

I hope that everyone can have a good road and have a good life.

Bixin/