Now I just want to tell Shiyang that I have finished writing his novel.
Otherwise, I would always feel that he has been waiting, so I would never let go, just like their love back then. Chapters 1 to 27 of this novel were written in the summer and autumn of 2008 in Qingyuan. Then I came to Beijing at the end of that year and was stranded until September 4 this year. A lot of things happened in the middle, just like the joys and sorrows in the novel, my living situation was almost the same as before. Fortunately, my will was not broken and I was as persistent as ever. Thank you Lord. Thanks also to Apu. Thanks Boa. There is nothing else. After I finish writing this novel, I guess I won't have a long break. I did some math last time and found that it will take five years to complete all of my current writing plans. I need to work hard. Like people who bravely pursue love.
Many times, I can no longer tell where I am in the novel and where I am in my life.
Maybe, I got too involved in the drama.
Xu Hui, his whereabouts are unknown.
This novel is dedicated to Shiyang.
Allow my infatuation to spread across the sea
Talking about crazy thoughts all night long
Three years and two years of heart-broken words
Sad but a dream
When will you give up?
Snow comforts An Lan and a quiet day
White smoke surrounds black hair
All good things come late in life
Where Laolao looks back
break off the branch
Intention: