The update is bleak, I have relatives, and I will talk about the recent situation.

A few years ago, the author joined a new company as a game copywriter. It is said that it is copywriting, but in fact, most of what is currently done is the work of execution.

The company's project is about to be launched, I just went in, I was cramming, there were too many things to get started, almost every morning at half past seven o'clock, half past ten in the evening to go home, back home at eleven o'clock, take a shower and sleep, get up and start the cycle again.

With such a work cycle, I can hardly find time to write, so I can only squeeze out the free time for naps and dinner, and write some on my mobile phone in the stairwell.

Before that, I didn't expect to live such a life after I was old. Sometimes those who walk on the road will regret it, if they worked harder before, would they be able to live a life by writing?

Of course, that's just fantasy.

"The Supreme Miracle" has been written until now, it is still tepid, and the grades are even gradually declining, of course, this is also related to the update, after all, a small author of online articles like us is still the king of updates, and the rest are empty words.

But I haven't been able to make updates king, and I don't seem to be able to make them so exciting that even if there are few updates, people can watch them with relish.

Whether it is forced by life, lack of perseverance, or limited talent, it is ultimately your own problem, and it is difficult to be an outsider.

I used to be a quiet person, and I felt like I could do a lot of things I wanted to do by myself. But people may really change when they reach a certain age, and these days suddenly hate loneliness, especially after the New Year, they are full of emotion, and they miss the days when they had a family.

Standing at thirty, the author has reached an embarrassing age, and his body is gradually overwhelmed, and recently he has been thinking about whether he should continue to live such a life?

At midnight, I walked in the most developed city in the country, the most central science and technology park, looking at the neon lights of high-rise buildings, but I did not have the slightest sense of belonging. I was thinking about why I had lived my life like this, and I felt a lot.

Sometimes I even wonder if I should go back to my hometown and open a small shop, so that I can spend more time writing and accompanying the elderly people at home, learning programming and game engines, and making my favorite games.

Rural towns, maybe you can feel a different life.

But the reality is full of contradictions, and not every imagination can be realized, just like the life that I once imagined traveled all over the world.

The author is still conflicting and struggling, and has not yet figured out what to do next in his life, and he probably has to sink into busyness during this time.

The update will try to take the time to write.,How much can I write.,The amount of updates is really bleak.,I'm really grateful to the book friends who like this book so much.,So you can still catch up.。

The author really wants to finish writing the fantasy world that he has been thinking about for the past ten years without regrets.

Sincerely, thank you.

(End of chapter)