After the mother was reborn, she was deeply involved in the battle for favor between her sons

From May 2024.05.10, 2024.11.06 to November , , it took six months and half a year, and this book officially came to an end.

I remember when I first started writing this book, I just wanted to write a little XP story that I liked.

Ji Tingyang, a paranoid and sinister man, became twisted and paranoid because of his mother's death. In his heart and eyes, he only has Lin Xu who has returned. He even wants to lock her up in a small dark room. He loves her deeply in his heart.

Ji Zeqiu is a proud and easily irritated man. His heart is twisted because of lack of love. He turns his love for his mother into hatred. The deeper his love, the deeper his hatred. He hates them for leaving him. But when he finds out that Lin Xu is back, the hatred is easily resolved, and he still can't help but love his mother.

Ji Lanyue, a flamboyant and willful boy, has never experienced the love of his parents, but is still attracted to Lin Xu and falls in love with her.

There is also a husband who will still fall in love with her even if he loses his memory.

The heroine is the best in my heart, everyone should like her! Hahahaha!

But I didn't expect that as I kept writing, more and more people would come to read my article... and all kinds of negative comments also came one after another. My mentality was affected for a while, so I became afraid to read the comments anymore.

Later I told myself that there are a thousand Hamlets in the hearts of a thousand people. Everyone likes different things, and even literary masterpieces cannot be liked by everyone, let alone a small online article like mine.

I just kept writing, and from the 30 words I had planned at the beginning, I ended up writing 65 words.

An author once said that she felt that writing was a joyful thing, and that she could tell the stories in her heart. This sentence also supported me to work hard until now.

Now when I think back, there are still many places in this book that I didn’t write well enough. I always wonder if it would be better if I wrote this way here or that way here…

But I found that I had no way. My current ability could not allow me to achieve such perfection. I needed to improve further and write better stories that everyone would like.

I originally wanted to say a lot to you all, but now I don’t know what to say.

So let us end with this sentence.

Thank you for your continued support, thank you for your likes, thank you for your comments, thank you...

See you next book!