Hospital drip.

Today's update will not be less.

Probably a little later, not less.

I had a fever and my brain was a little messy.

If you don't understand these words, read them several times

Trolls: I've long since done the realm of ignorance.

I don't delete posts either, I can't help but say, it's good if you're happy.

I tell my story, and you look for your sense of existence.

The world is so busy, who has time to dream with me?

It's okay, this dream, I can keep doing it alone.

What's more, I still have a book friend?

In this book, I have a long story to tell, and I hope everyone can accompany me to the end.

Today has passed, and it is a new week.

I want to ask for a ticket.

Maybe I can't give you an outburst for the time being, and I can't honor the occasional additions I have said.

But I still want you to support me.

Vote for the great god and the icing on the cake.

What Xiao Er needs is charcoal in the snow.

I don't have any income, I don't have any income other than writing.

It's been three months, and the deposit is decreasing little by little.

I'm ashamed to say it.

But that's the reality.

I want to figure out the results.

Really want to.