Final thoughts: itching like crazy!!!
I finally had the time to write these final thoughts. I couldn't put it off any longer.
After Walking the Abyss ended, Zhai Zhu's hives flared up. My whole body swelled with bumps, and even my penis became edematous—twice its normal size!
These past few days, I wrote short stories while enduring the pain, stood on tiptoe and exercised as hard as I could, and gulped down medicine.
Traditional Chinese medicine, twice a day, morning and evening—I had been taking it for nearly half a year. And the chronic hives had already lasted more than nine months, tormenting me like this almost every day.
I swelled up once a week, and every time it lasted a whole week.
Now that the short story was over, some of the hives had subsided on my body—my penis had finally gone down—but I was still covered in red blotches. I was still taking medicine, and it would probably take another half year before I recovered completely.
Now that I've finished talking about my personal matters, let's talk about Walking the Abyss.
Walking the Abyss was only expected to be three million words long.
The main plan was to write about someone like a mirror: no matter who stood before him, what they saw was themselves. That person was named Su Yun.
When Qiu Shuijing stood before him, he saw Su Yun's wildness. In truth, what he saw was his own wildness—his refusal to ever yield, his desire to climb into the imperial court and reform Northern Frontier.
When Wutong saw Su Yun, she saw the Human Demon Su Yun, with demonic vengeance in his heart as well as humanity.
When Zuo Songyan saw Su Yun, he saw his rebellious spirit, refusing to be cowed by the powerful or