On How to Avoid the Fairies' Relentless Pursuit

We can start resuming updates now.

I've been sneezing so much from this cold that I've run out of tissues. Just a quick note: I'm stockpiling some drafts these next couple of days, as I might have to go help my cousin with her baby delivery around the 20th.

New mom, you were just talking about it yesterday, and you gave birth today!

I went back to my hometown to see a doctor.

The autumn moon shines brightly amidst the sandstorm, a son sings a folk song, the song stretches for miles, finally reaching the land of the beautiful woman. The beautiful woman has a heart set on him, they meet secretly by the willow branches, the son's tears flow freely, he abandons his sword by the broken bridge, writing poetry—there's always a reason. The author's portrayal of the story is incredibly compelling. It gives me a sense of reality. While mindless, feel-good novels are certainly entertaining, compared to this one, they often require much more time for reflection and contemplation. The protagonist's despair, his harem's unwavering desire to help him, and the culprit, the wicked woman, all evoke a sense of pathos. They see each other's plight yet remain unaware of each other's concern, which, for those of us who know everything from the outside, adds a layer of complexity...

I took a day off, but then I ended up in a high-risk area for COVID-19 and they shut me down.

I need to take leave. I'll be up late tomorrow.

Thank you, I was touched.

My stomach is killing me, am I going to die?

The author had already resolved most of the foreshadowing and subplots in the early stages, so abandoning the story at this point makes them even more wicked than this evil woman.