One Sword to Immortality

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On a certain day in a certain month this year, Mr. Sansha entertained me, dancing on the left and Oscar on the right. I stared at the most expensive dish on the table. Didn’t I look so happy?

After dinner, we went to a bar that could only accommodate three or five tables of guests. The decoration was great, the wine was extremely expensive, the guy looked like an Englishman, and next to him was a single blonde beauty, who was very eye-catching. Isn’t that timid? ?

Several old men with good incomes and seemingly good lives were talking about the following topics:

How is the third young lady's condition?

Wu Wu complained that her mother-in-law was hospitalized and encountered all kinds of bad things.

Speaking of Oscar, his eldest brother fell ill last year, and his mother said to him: There are three men in our family, and now you brothers are the only ones left. If you don’t help, who can do anything? Oscar gave all the money in his card to his mother. At that time, he was not a wealthy man who had made 40 million yuan last year, but a young man who had not written much in several years and did not have much savings.

Since August 2016, I have walked through the doors of hospitals that I have never been to many times in my life. At most, I visited four hospitals a day to visit different relatives...

On October 1st of this year, a friend called me and asked me where I was going to play. I said I wasn’t going anywhere. He said you didn’t seem to be doing well. I said: It’s not that good, but we’ll talk about it later...

That day, I was at the funeral home, seeing my father off!

I don’t want to affect the good mood of my friends celebrating the festival, so I’ll talk about it later…

When I was paying for hospital bills in March this year, I filled in 2016 several times in a row. I always thought that 2016 was not over yet and that life was too difficult.

Something big happened to Mao Ni this year. When I saw his Weibo, I knew what state he was in, because... hell, I was in that state too.

At that time, our lives were in the same state of collapse. His mother was in hospital, and every day was hospital, hospital, hospital... I was almost the same.

At the end of the night, I saw Mao Ni talking about the death of his mother, and felt sad.

Mao Ni is stronger than me. Anyway, he has always insisted on writing, and I almost gave up completely.

During that time, I had been blocked on Weibo for a long time and did not show up anywhere, both online and offline.

At that time, if I had access to the Internet,

He will definitely say the wrong thing like Mao Ni.

I don’t know what I will do, but I know I will do or say something wrong.

In the blink of an eye, it’s the end of 2017. The story I started in 2015 will definitely be written in 2018. It actually spans four years, which is unprecedented for me since writing.

Goodbye 2017!

Hello 2018.

I hope everything can pass, but I also know that some things cannot be passed.

In 2018, I will finish writing Yijian Feixian and open a new book. I will do a few projects that may not necessarily make money, but I like very much. I will continue to renovate old books and discuss with Qidian how to make the renovated old books available in Qidian. re-upload. There may also be a few short stories.

I wish you all the best.

I envy everyone.

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