"Hold your hand and grow old together with me", this is such an ancient poem. I once thought that maybe one day, I would be able to meet someone who would watch the sunset with me and smile at the daily necessities of life.
After so much, after the people I love and the people who love me have become distant stories, this day has finally arrived.
But, if this is really love...
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I have only saved a few chapters of the manuscript, so I won't release it for the time being. Mainly because I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. I will revise the logic, details, typos, etc. When I write. I have always coded words during trivial work time. The maximum number is about 3,000 per day, which is quite slow. If you are following me here, please let me fatten up first. After I save more and basically no revisions, I will publish it.
I have only saved a few chapters of the manuscript, so I won't release it for the time being. Mainly because I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. I will revise the logic, details, typos, etc. When I write. I have always coded words during trivial work time. The maximum number is about 3,000 per day, which is quite slow. If you are following me here, please let me fatten up first. After I save more and basically no revisions, I will publish it.