January had passed!
This month, I updated 485,000 words!
In three months since going premium, I had updated 1.52 million words.
Last month, I ranked ninth on the monthly ticket leaderboard!
Pastry was moved to tears with gratitude!
Here, I thanked everyone for one whole minute!
Though you couldn't see it, I really did knock my forehead against the keyboard for a full minute.
Thank you to those who clothed and fed me! Thank you, my benefactors!
A new February had arrived! Nothing more needed saying! Pastry would keep giving it everything, keep charging ahead!
Writing on Lunar New Year's Eve!
Writing during the Spring Festival!
I wouldn't be taking a holiday—Pastry had no holidays! Every night, after finishing my writing, I was exhausted to the bone; after sleeping a few hours, I was lively and vigorous again.
My only hope was that I wouldn't get insomnia. Please, anything but insomnia!
I had already bought an electric stove for brewing Chinese medicine, making sour jujube seed soup every night, along with taking the sleep aid eszopiclone tablets.
All just to get a good night's sleep, conserve my strength, and fight again the next day! In this new month, brothers, please keep supporting me! Could you give me your guaranteed monthly tickets?!
A new month! I would keep fighting to the very end! Fight to the bitter end! Esteemed readers, could you give me your monthly tickets?
Give them to me! I would keep kowtowing!
Pastry would absolutely not disappoint you!
Absolutely not!