This was written at 23:50 on the first day of the first lunar month in 2015.

First of all, I wish you all a happy Chinese New Year and a happy family!

When it snowed, I stood in front of the courtyard and looked into the distance, and the snow-capped mountains, in the dimly lit night, seemed to be miserable with the hustle and bustle of this world, so it was very quiet, and I could think carefully.

It was a very humble result of my own thinking, and it was decided to cut off the book that had been serialized for more than two years, and it should be called a eunuch in layman's terms.

Yes, I decided to give up, which would have been impossible for me half a day ago, but it did happen, so abruptly, so inexplicably.

I wondered what made me decide to give up on the book, which was ridiculous, but it only took fifteen minutes.

Somebody may blame me, and likewise, I blame myself, because, all of a sudden, it was as if I saw another world and I had to do it, and those who were, those who came, all the people who included me, were so insignificant.

I don't want to say too much about this book, I don't need others to comment on his good or bad, because I have written it very seriously, I love him, and I want to write this love as a story and share it with everyone, but undoubtedly, it failed.

From not knowing anything at the beginning, I grew up slowly, and even if I didn't write well, I thought that I should have left a little bit of goodness.

As long as you have it, that's enough

So, try to forget, forget the book, forget the characters, forget me

Forgotten in the wind

Don't hate, don't grieve

I'm leaving

In the world of wind

One day, I see your garment fluttering

Remember

My little bit is good

In your heart

Smiled slightly. (To be continued......)