An old reader.

A very old group of readers who are still here and have not been separated.

Not long after I started writing books, there were not many readers, and I could still take care of most readers with their energy, vision and excitement as much as possible, I knew his existence and gradually got to know him. In the years that followed, the platform of contact was changed and the space for chat was changed and he was always there.

He is one of the ashes, maybe ten years ago.

I told him before that this character story would be written by him, saying that he would end the book with him, and he said that he was nervous and nervous.

Actually, I was also nervous. I didn’t expect that when I invited me before, I caused too many people to be dissatisfied after finishing the book, for fear that someone would not accumulate virtue and speak rudely. I have been scolded for writing books over the years, and I have been used to it. I am too aware of some remarks on the Internet, but I am afraid that he can’t stand it.

The first time I saw him was on the mountain.

In the deep mountains, the road is on the mountainside. I slowly walked from my residence at the foot of the mountain to the mountainside. It was not that I was neglecting the visitor, but that I couldn't walk fast in climbing the mountain in the plateau area. I saw two handsome guys on the side of the road. One of them was thin, probably the most handsome one among the readers I have ever met, which was him.

It was a bit surprising. This guy is quite delicate and doesn't look like his avatar.

When they met, they immediately took me to take a photo.

In the living room late at night, there were candles, and several people chatted very late. The topics he talked about may not be as high-end as others, and some gentle and easy-going family matters, but for ordinary people like me, it is what life is like, and I listen to it and empathize with it.

I came from afar to see me, and I was busy with flights, and I was a plane and a car. Not only did I spend money, but I also waste time and work. Especially the genuine reading support over the years, this is very rare. I am a person who still loves life in the face of life pressure and is also a very real person.

It is precisely because I have talked in person that I know that his life is not as noble as some other readers, and I cherish readers like him even more from my heart.

Of course, his life is not as difficult as it is, but his life still needs to be worked hard.

He is not a few years younger than me.

My parents gave me a good family background. I originally had a car, a house and a shop. When I was young, I was in a bad way and got involved in gambling. I lost everything. I also owed hundreds of thousands of yuan in debt. I had to leave my hometown to make a living in Zhengzhou. I started over and started to rent, but later I was restless and made some money in the transportation industry. Now that I have all my debts and have cars and houses, I have truly settled down in Zhengzhou.

However, this epidemic has pushed down some of the foundations he built in the transportation business.

When I was chatting with him at night, I was still making dinner at 8:30. He said to me: "Children like mutton skewers, and they are afraid they are not clean, so they cook one by themselves." It seems that he is a person who runs around and knows too clearly about some things and avoids many taboos.

I have dinner to take care of my wife's off-get off work hours, and I love my wife quite a lot.

I have to admit that this guy married a good wife. In his words, our wife is worthy of my pride!

When he was in the most embarrassing time, all kinds of rumors were imagined. His wife did not leave him, and followed him without regrets and left his hometown. He went to Zhengzhou to make a living and rented it out. It was also the deposit his wife went to find relatives to borrow.

When Zhengzhou was developing in 14th, I followed him to live in a village in the city and moved home six times in four months!

The couple basically don’t get idle.

I said, "Don't your wife blame you?"

He said, "I'm not useless, right?" He said that he has not let his wife learn to cook until now. This is worth showing off and can't stand him.

He and his wife were classmates. Once, the physics teacher asked the parents to invite them to be fucked. He told the female classmate (his later wife) that he could not find him when he got married when he grew up. As a result, the teacher had a good attitude, and later the two became husband and wife.

Today I asked him for a confession of a character, but he sent it over for a long time.

After watching it, I was silent for a while and asked him, can it be made public?

He said, what can’t be done? I’m thick-skinned now and can say whatever others think.

After getting his authorization and confirmation, I felt a little heavy. Maybe this is what life is like.

The confession of the guidance of Xingchen is attached, giving the final end to "Ex-Wushuang":

I really don’t know where to start when I write a confession. There are many people with stories, and I may just be a small one.

In my early years, I was proud and frivolous. I thought I was the richest of my age around me. I also started reading Yueda's books at that time. Later, slowly, the road became bumpy, and the style of Yueda's works also changed. I came to Zhengzhou with great debt. The people around me changed and things changed. The only thing I only had is reading Yueqianchou Book.

To be honest, I don’t know how I came here over the years.

Tears will fall when a person hides on the balcony and types these words.
Chapter completed!