Lao Yang went home to rest not long ago, and suddenly received a call today, his mother's condition was aggravated, and he was going to be transferred to the hospital, Lao Yang did not book the train to today, only booked to the car in the early hours of tomorrow, you don't have to worry about the break, Lao Yang coded words all night tonight, anyway, there is no way to sleep, write a night, and then adjust to automatically send a chapter every day, maybe tonight can be written until Lao Yang comes back, huh, everyone, I'm sorry, I hope to have an outbreak tonight, and strive to write enough for a week's draft, Only when I coded the word did I feel a little more sober, otherwise I felt as if I was pressed by the mountain, and I was so miserable to pant for breath, alas, I hated myself and couldn't do anything, so I could only divert my attention.