I reread every comment everyone left on the previous standalone chapter.
I sincerely thank you all for your support and encouragement!
Your understanding warmed my heart. Such consideration is a breath of fresh air in the webnovel community. So often, I felt incredibly fortunate.
It was fortunate that you and I met!
Eight or nine things out of ten in life go against our wishes, so this kind of fortune was truly a luxury. At the very least, I knew many webnovel authors could only dream of it.
Some time ago, I truly fell into a low point.
Both physically and mentally.
COVID-19 Virus was more like the final stone that crushed the camel. Not a straw—it had weight.
Late at night during that time, I could feel how frail my body was. Every violent cough was the weak gasp of a pale life.
After testing negative, I took walks alone in deserted corners.
When sunlight shone on me, I felt like an old black-and-white photograph. I could not feel any warmth; I was detached from the world.
Only then did I realize—so I had become this tired!
My body and mind had truly reached their limit, so tired that I could no longer feel tired, tired to the point of numbness.
It was not until COVID struck that this numbness was broken.
Perhaps this was the price of chasing dreams?
I accepted it!
Many friends left comments after the chapters, sent WeChat messages, and QQ messages to ask after me and comfort me. Amid my gratitude, I knew—the main cause was me. All of this had resulted from my own actions.
I was the one being stubborn. I was the one who would not turn back even after crashing into walls. I was the one constantly revising. I was