I Change My Life by Punctuation

Gu Chunhe, the book editor of Zangjing Pavilion, has no spiritual roots and cannot fight. His only ability is his keen eyesight - others can see words, but he can see cracks. There is a raccoon slave on the window sill, with its tail hanging down to sweep the inkstone. He pushed the tail aside, grinded the ink, laid out the paper, and repaired the remaining scrolls. Three years are like one day. No one knew that the words he completed would generate heat. Until one day, when the case file came to his desk, he picked up a pen and added something in the blank space. Then he added more and more. After adding and grinding the ink, finishing grinding and laying out the paper, finishing laying out the hanging pen—— Hanging, hanging. Then put it away. Day to day. Everyone in the cabinet said that one of his fortunes never failed. No one knows what he is going to write about that stroke. No one knows who he is waiting for.