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In recent months, the work has been extremely heavy, overtime has become the norm, and it is completely impossible to free up time and energy to code words.
Even then, it is often exhausting.
Occasionally, I read the comments, some friends are scolding, some are disappointed, but I don't know how to explain it.
After hesitating for a long time, I decided to confess honestly......
The first time I wrote a book, I was dizzy, so I wrote these words, constructed a simple world, and in the process, I almost died.
To be honest, I didn't expect readers at first.
You vote every day, encourage, and look forward to the plot. For me, it's full of relief.
Because I was just a lover at first......
Writing a book is really tiring, if it's okay full-time, but part-time, it's just a hard time, writing for a long time, even if the efficiency is not high, it's still muddy all day long, and it's lost.
The plot is becoming more and more chaotic, and it is a serious normal life and work, which is unfavorable on both sides.
And the other point is.
At my age, I have to earn money, I have to work hard, and I have to think about supporting my family.
This is the most basic responsibility.
So, you have to choose between hobbies and survival.
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I'm sorry, everyone, and I apologize to every reader.
When I'm not busy, I'll come back and continue writing.
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