I won’t update it today, don’t tell me the reason, let’s talk about something else.

I remember that many years ago, for a while, I was hanging out on Baidu and often answered questions from netizens.

Quite a few are about sex, love, and breakups.

Some of the problems are inexplicable, but they do have these troubles.

I was also very confused at that time, and I was very self-centered. When I encountered problems, I rarely asked others. I relied on myself. So when I was confused, I liked to look at other people’s problems. When thinking about other people’s problems, I reflected and improved.

Myself.

I remember someone who called herself Miss Xi.

Seeing that my answers were highly accepted, she wrote to me privately asking me what I should do if I love someone and want to forget them. She said she just fell out of love.

This question is very common, but it is difficult to answer.

I thought about it for a long time and really didn’t know how to answer, but out of politeness, I told her that I didn’t know what to do either. I think the only way to forget a lover is to love another person with a deeper love.

Well. Maybe this way you can forget your previous love.

The next day, she replied and said that she had already started to do it and that she fell in love with a man again.

I have been thinking until now, if what she said is true, then what kind of animal is a woman...

Several years have passed, and I still haven’t figured out what kind of animal a woman is.

It's not that I discriminate against female compatriots.

Before writing this book, my wife heard that I wanted to write a novel and was very supportive of me. But later she discovered that I was writing in the first person and also talked about feelings. She once thought that Lin Xiaojuan was my first love. But later she saw

I was very jealous, thinking that I was remembering the past in the name of writing novels.

She couldn't stand this book.

While I was happy, I also felt dumbfounded.

Fortunately, even she couldn't tell the truth from the false, so she just thought it was written by herself.

What's funny is that she can't stand this work.

You cooked a meal, your wife tried a few bites, and said angrily: "Huh, this is your ex-girlfriend's favorite dish, right?"

You can only show your hands and express that you are wronged.

In this book, the first person is just the beginning, the rest of the story is what I want to write.

However, the short time I have for writing every day makes me feel that my writing is not satisfactory every time. Maybe it’s because my thoughts are beautiful, but my writing is average?

All in all, I feel like I haven't reached the level I wanted.

Internet articles are particular about word count and updates.

On balance, I will no longer update at night. Instead, I will get up early and write for an hour or two, write more at noon, and update in the afternoon.

As long as I can write, getting up early doesn't matter.
Chapter completed!