(Written by practicing pen, do not open it, the ending is unfinished)
My name is Luo Weiyu, and my life is as plain as boiled water. The only strange thing is that when I was twelve years old, I wrote several novels but then gave up due to unknown reasons. All the books were unfinished, and the foreshadowing I wrote was not resolved. However, although the story plot is old-fashioned, the writing is excellent and still attracts countless readers. Many readers wrote blood letters and asked the author to fill the hole, but they seemed to sink into the sea without any response.
Finally, retribution came when Luo Weiyu was killed in a car accident at the age of twenty.
This is the ordinary life of an ordinary person.
It's just that Luo Weiyu is different. At the last moment of his life, he was bound to the pit-filling system. He traveled through the book into his unfinished novel and filled in the pits himself.
Intention: People should respect themselves and love themselves