Ten thousand days, and then four thousand words all the time, I really can't go back halfway.

As a result, a fever gave me a breath.

It can't be like this.

Draw a lesson from a bitter experience.

I've finished the outline today, recuperate, and recover tomorrow! Quack write! (Too poor)

"In this life, love dogs don't talk about it" finished the outline today, and tomorrow it will be restored in the day.

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