In the past few days, in order to pursue the number of words, in order to fulfill the promise to you, I have written very watery.

There was no readability at all, and I suddenly realized that I was wrong.

When I go to work during the day, in order to find a house, I have to walk 30,000 or 40,000 steps every day, and I have to hurry up to code words after work.

I'm not complaining, I'm just saying I'm wrong.

That's not what I'm writing for.

I even thought that if I spent the same amount of time doing something else, whatever I did would be better than writing this.

But don't dare to give up.

Once I give up, I'll be a soulless walking corpse.

I am reluctant to give up, and once I give up, I will regret it for the rest of my life.

So I'm going to keep going.

Emperor Yan, there are blue, white hair, chili, white pupils, reed river, don't vote for me anymore.

I really beg you.

Delete the book.

Let me walk this path alone.

I will still keep writing, writing is my only faith.

For the sake of writing, I don't play games, I don't talk about girlfriends, and I don't go shopping, but actually, I want to have a girlfriend too.

But not now.

Go away.

I'm sorry for my work.

I'm sorry for you too.

Let me walk this path alone.

I always remember you.

Let's go.

Thank you.

Thank you for being with me for so long.

Thank you so much.

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