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It's already the thirtieth in a blink of an eye, and I really don't know the years and months of the codeword.

Day by day, and at the end of the month, I actually forgot to ask for a monthly pass, what a sin.

Time flies, and youth is wasted on this career.

The snail still hasn't been able to realize its original dream. Although I kept moving forward, I never gave up.

Likes to listen to a song called Old Boy.

I was still a pink college student back then, and I didn't have long since I entered the school. When I was at school, people were in love, and I was stuck in my dorm room, coding.

After so many years, youth is gone, and the snail has become an old boy. In the blink of an eye, it was twenty-seven, and it was about to be thirty.

In the eyes of others, such a profession as an online writer is enviable, but it is also self-aware.

Every day, the effort spent on plot design and code words seems to be squeezing my head dry.

But do you regret it?

Looking back, there are no regrets, but there are some regrets.

There is no more time to spend with my family, no more time to see the world with passion like others. There is no more time to do those things that you wanted to do when you were younger. And the body is also exhausted.

Can you understand the mood of a snail?

Many people are enjoying the present, while snails are looking forward to the future. But in the blink of an eye, has it been five years, has the original wish come true?

I think it's a partial realization, but it's not enough.

The snail wants to explode and renew wildly, but the body's endurance is not enough, so it can only be pressed quietly, mainly to recuperate the body.

This is definitely a torture for snails who are not willing to be lonely.

Feel emotional.

Thank you to all the readers who have supported Snail to this point.

In addition, at the end of the month, ask for a monthly pass, everyone check if there is a monthly pass, and vote for the snail.

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