On June 28, 16, I picked up the pen and wrote the first word of the ghost.

Until yesterday, it was gone.

On the bookshelf, the work has been lost......

I'm sitting in front of my computer right now, and I don't know what to say.

Is it uncomfortable?

Some.

What about the rest......

I don't know, but I have mixed feelings.

Since May, the ghost was suddenly blocked, and I had a feeling of uneasiness, that day, there were less than 20 chapters blocked, because it had been changed three times before, and this time I felt that the ghost should be able to pass the review.

Pity......

The first wait is a month and a half, but it is such a result.

Book friends are asking about the ghost, and I also replied on various channels, the ghost should be released, we just told a bizarre story, the protagonist in the story is good and evil, not a good person, not a bad person, or a member of the traditional sense.

But...... Still can't do it.

This is my son of three years, and I have poured my heart and soul into it, and I care more about the ghosts than any reader.

But...... Still can't do it.

Today, I saw a book friend leave a message, saying that I took the book off the shelves and ran away with the money...... Say that I lied to everyone's feelings and made everyone spend money in vain......

To be honest, a little sad, a little angry, a little funny.

What's more, it's helpless......

Say sorry to that book friend, I know, you are just complaining, most book friends, there will be more or less complaints, sorry everyone.

It's 2 a.m. and I don't know what to do.

People suddenly became a little in a trance, and after three years of hard work, it was gone.

The incision, the brain hole, the character design, it's gone.

It's very, very sad.

I am a person with much higher EQ than Qin Kun, but now I am also a little at a loss.

The mood fluctuates a little bit, during the day, it's nothing, once it's quiet at night, those emotions come like a tide, and it makes people feel suffocated, which is very uncomfortable.

It's so powerless.

But the days have to go on, and the story has to go on.

The helplessness of adults, maybe that's it.