I planned a lot of plots, and I wanted to write a few times, but I gave up.

As for the reason, I want to say a lot of things, but I probably said it all. I probably won't be able to write a happy article.

4 million words are still fluttering, which seems expected from the outside, but it is extremely painful to be in it.

Will continue to try.

I am an introvert and even a cowardly person, unwilling to face reality and myself, and have been running away from external problems since I was a child. But it's precisely this introversion that allows me to face loneliness and keep trying to write.

This kind of trial and error is inevitable until I find a suitable subject matter and writing style. Only then will it explode, and only those who should come will come. As for the obsession of 1 million words, it should be natural sometimes.

On the first day of the new year, I should leave some blessings, but what I see is still black and gray, and I hope that the deceased will rest in peace, the sick will heal soon, the painful will be liberated, the persistent will let go, the departed will be reunited, the depressed will be sparse, and the foolish will wake up from a dream. Lonely people are able to be more gentle with themselves.

So be it.

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Readers who have chased here, Reed Big, I'm sorry to disappoint you.

Wang Xiaojia, we'll see you next time.

Liu Wuzhi

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