Yesterday I wrote all night until 9 o'clock in the morning, and then the building was being renovated, and the sound of electric drills and hammers was ......

I slept on and off, so tormented that I felt like I could lift the quilt and get a drill.

Now the piglet's brain is starting to get sick again, and it hurts so much that he can't concentrate.

Sorry, it's up tomorrow.

Orz……

"I'm really not a remover" I'm sorry, tomorrow's fifth watch. I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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