Listing testimonials.

After more than a month, it is finally going to be on the shelves, thank you for your support all the way.

The author friends I know these days and I, a qualified testimonial on the shelf, needs to include elements such as canvassing, ordering, and selling miserably.

So without further ado, I'm going to start making it up:

I have a household registration book with two pages in it, one page is mine and the other page is my photocopy.

When I was eight years old, my parents divorced, and a few years later my father married another wife, a woman who came back from a part-time job at RB, and got married for the second time.

After she married my father, I had a stepmother, and all kinds of conflicts caused me to become more and more alienated from the family.

In my third year of junior high school, my stepmother gave birth to a son - my father once told me that the reason why he married her was because she claimed that she could not have children.

But she was born, and on the day she was born, she received a lot of blessings, and I also received blessings, and an aunt smiled and said to me, "It's good to have a younger brother." ”

At that time, I was young, and I couldn't tell whether her words were blessings or what, and I didn't study again after graduating from the third year of junior high school, and the rift with my family became bigger and bigger.

My stepmother ran away to the United States just a month after giving birth to her son, and she didn't come back until two years later.

After she returned, I left my hometown and began to live in isolation, wandering around for many years, without a fixed home.

For me, the concept of "home" has become more and more blurred, it doesn't matter where I live, as long as I don't live in my hometown, even the farther away from my hometown, the better, I don't take the initiative to contact my family when I go out, and I don't even want them to contact me, so that my phone is on DND mode all year round.

Until a few years ago, I suddenly fell ill with a fever of 41 degrees and was already confused by the time I arrived at the hospital.

The doctor said I was very sick, but miraculously I was well overnight - and then I received a call from my hometown, and there was only a simple sentence on the other side of the phone: "Your father is gone." ”

At that time, I didn't have any big mood swings, just put down my phone, booked a plane ticket while going to the bathroom, and when I was about to wash my face in the mirror, it was clear that the faucet had not been turned on, but my face was already wet.

Then I couldn't control my emotions a little, I told the nurse that I had an urgent matter and needed to be discharged immediately, but the nurse said that my attending doctor was not there, and I would have to wait for him to come before I could be discharged.

I took a plane that morning, and it was already noon when I arrived in the imperial capital, and then I took a taxi back to my hometown, and it was already evening when I arrived at my hometown.

The door of my old house was full of people, and when I got out of the car, they stared at me with subtle eyes—sad, pitiful, sympathetic, ridiculous, sarcastic.

I walked through the crowd into the mourning hall that had been set up, looked at my father lying in the coffin, and saw him again, more than a year after the last time I saw him.

I wanted to cry, but I couldn't, so I stared and opened my mouth until someone slapped me on the back and I finally started crying.

The first time I cried in my life was when I told my relatives that I was coming, but this time I cried because my relatives were gone.

Some people say that my father's death was because of me, because I was adrift all these years, and my father was very worried about me, so he became ill and died depressed.

I also thought so, so I was in a state of confusion for several days, during which I asked about the cause of my father's death, and they said that he had a heart attack in the middle of the night, and by the time he found out, he was already dead.

I don't know if that's the case, after all, it was only my father and my stepmother who were at home at the time, and they had been in separate beds for many years, and no one listened to me, even though I had advocated an autopsy at the time.

The death of my father took away the last bit of nostalgia for my hometown, and it also made me lose my "home" in the true sense.

After the wake for my father, I wanted to leave again, and before leaving, I went back to the house where I had lived for more than ten years, and when I entered the house, I habitually said, "Dad, I'm back." ”

There was no response, there was no figure, the room was silent, there was nothing, and the sadness I felt in my heart at this moment was far greater than when I saw my father die.

I even wondered if it was because my father had a good night's illness because my father had saved me from a disaster.

After leaving home, I drifted around again, and during this time I also met some friends, they always said that they envied me for being free from the world and free from the world, and I just smiled and drank the wine in the glass again and again.

It wasn't until the Qingming Festival the following year that I returned to my hometown to sweep my father's grave, thinking about going back to my old home at night to sleep overnight, only to find that the house had been rented out by my stepmother, and my stepmother was living in another house with her son and her parents.

The tenants were a group of young men and two women working in a bar, and they had made the house full of my few childhood memories a miasma.

I went to my stepmom and told her that I wanted her to get the tenants to leave, and that I was going to live in this house.

She refused, saying that she would live on the rent.

So I slept on a bench in my hometown for a few days, during which I thought about a lot of things related to my father, such as he had told me that he wanted to divorce, but because she had a son, he dismissed this idea.

For example, when she was at home, she never spent a penny on the family, even if she ran out of toilet paper, she had to wait for my father to buy it home.

For example, after she gave birth to a child, she went to the United States alone, ignoring everything at home.

So I took the initiative to ask her about the separation, and in the process of going through the procedures needed to separate the family, I learned that she had already completed my father's death certificate less than a month after my father's death, so she automatically became the head of the household, and at the same time, she rented out the house the day after I left home.

Someone told me that after I left, she would say that my dad was angry with me, but I don't care about this anymore, I just want to cut off all relations with her, and also cut off all contact with my hometown.

But she didn't agree to split up, insisting on waiting for her son to become an adult, and the others have been beside and muddy, resulting in no result in this matter so far, and even when I concentrate on coding words, it still bothers me from time to time these days, causing problems with the content of some chapters, so that I have to modify and reset.

I don't have any talent, I can't move bricks, I don't understand at work, and the only value is that I can write some stories.

After the shelves, I will go back to my hometown and match my stepmother, I hope you can V me a first order, and then you can continue to listen to my revenge plan, don't ask why not 50, because today is not Crazy Thursday.

- This is my miserable story, if there is any similarity, it is pure bad luck!

Haha, I joked for a long time, but let's get down to business.

In short, it's going to be officially put on the shelves at 0 o'clock.,Ten chapters will be exploded at that time.,These will be sent out at 0 o'clock in one breath.,Given that I received a monthly pass of about 800 last month and a reward of about 100,000,So I'll add two more chapters in the afternoon.。

The future plus will also follow this.,800 monthly ticket plus more.,Meng main plus more.,Silver Meng ten more.,I don't want to be gold Meng.,There's everything in my dreams.。

If there is a reward from the alliance leader or the silver alliance on the day of listing, the increase will be doubled.

Well, it's been sold, and the first monthly pass reward has been requested, and this set should be a qualified testimonial.

After the update time is changed to 10 a.m., two chapters at 6 p.m., 3000+ words per chapter, if nothing else, it is 1.2w updates per day.

Last but not least, thank you for your support so far, and I hope to get your continued support in the future, and I will try to create wonderful stories to give back to you.

Above!

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