I am not good.

I'm bad, really bad.

I didn't expect that I would have a big fight with my family on the first day of the new year, and the reason was because of a blind date.

As far as I can remember, I seem to complain about being troubled by blind dates in every book. Yes, I'm bothered by it.

It's been three whole years.

Sad China.

Sad real estate development, sad land expropriation, because after the land is expropriated, the money is divided according to each population, so I have been plagued by blind dates.

What's even more tragic is that in the midst of that damn policy change, the land that has been stopped for a long time has not yet completely fallen to the ground.

Maybe it will be all expropriated this year.

Hopefully it can end.

Yes.

Go on a blind date, get married, have children, and then after all the peasants' land is expropriated, you can share an extra 100,000 yuan.

Maybe there are so many.

I'm a farmer, maybe.

Hehe, I've been bothered by this all along.

Because I don't like purposeful marriage, and I don't want to be bothered by endless blind dates when this is the purpose.

I'm depressed.

Maybe, but I'm not good right now.

Some people say I'm a god stick, because I always like to say things that are pretentious. Some people also say that I have a mother-love plot, because there are mature women in the story. In fact, in reality, my relationship with my mother has always been stiff, because I was disobedient when I was a child, skipped class to play games and ran away from home, and when I grew up, I argued about marriage on a blind date.

For as long as I can remember.

One thing I learned was that when I was very young, my uncle killed two of my uncles.

Yes.

It's not a story in a novel, it's my life.

No one knows why, let alone if God is playing tricks on us, but it did happen.

So, every year when I go to the grave, I wonder if this is everyone's fate.

So, I get a little bit of a magic stick once in a while.

Because when I was a child, I used to see messy things, maybe hallucinations after a fright. So I'm afraid of the dark, I'm afraid of being alone, I'm afraid of memories.

These stories.

I've only told one person, her name is Yu Xiaoxue, the only girl I've ever loved.

It's a pity that we separated.

Yes.

I drank and was a little drunk.

I'm so sorry.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I shared a terrifying story with you, and I'm really sorry.

But I'm depressed.

Maybe I've been depressed since I was sensible.

I always want to talk about it, because I feel like a failure.

All right.

I'm babbling gibberish again.

It looks like I'm really drunk. So if you accidentally see this, I hope you don't take it to heart and don't remember it.

It's just a story.

It's going to be gone tomorrow.

I think I can also turn back into that floating tutu with no discipline, no conscience, and no sense of morality.

My fingers were shaking.

I guess I should say goodnight.

See you all. (To be continued......)