I drank until twelve o'clock and came home, talked a lot with a few friends, and came back feeling like my brain was empty.

I know that the update is very slow during this time, and it is much worse than the previous update at 12 o'clock every day, the author is far more sensitive to updates than readers, and everyone is also urging, and I also see the book review area.

I also set up a flag, and I often say how much I want to write today, how punctual I have to be, every sentence is sincere, and I want to do it for everyone, but unfortunately I didn't do it well.

In fact, there are a lot of things I want to say to everyone, but I don't want to sing those bitter dramas, I don't want to play the emotional card, I feel hypocritical, and I think the author should write well.

But writing is really a very confusing thing, the author is also a human being, and there are times when he is tired, it is impossible to write things like a machine, and every article has a lot of emotional outpouring.

I've been really tired lately, so tired that I don't know what words to use to express it, and I want to go out for a walk and relax. I looked at my wallet and forgot it.

I don't know where I'm going, I don't know how long I'll last, I don't know how many years I have left to squander my youth and devote myself to writing.

I never want to bring negative energy to everyone, although Gu Que has worked hard all the way, but I have always expressed that I am strong, hopeful, keep the moon open and see the moon, and it is another village.

There are also readers who complain that I abuse the master, but I didn't cater to it, to think about how to upgrade, how to fight monsters, how cool, I just want to write something, so that everyone can get some strength and encouragement when they encounter difficulties. If it can really help some people and give them some resonance, even if it is only one person, then "The Great Thousand Tribulators" is worth it.

My favorite and most respected author is Gu Long, because he also gives me hope and makes me strong.

I really don't know how to explain my recent state, and maybe I can only sum it up in two words: tired.

I've been writing books for so long, and I have nothing, just you readers and these two books, it's impossible not to treat them with your heart, but I'm tired.

I know very well the chapters I owe, and I will definitely make up for them, and there will be no less chapters, I hope you understand.

I believe that at some point in your life, there will be times when you are tired, and you will be able to understand my current feelings.

Having said so much, I should talk nonsense at the end, I hope to sleep and I can make up all the chapters.