When I saw that the monthly votes had been surpassed, it felt as if all the air had suddenly leaked out of me! The resolve I'd been building up for a whole month deflated in an instant!
All my inspiration clogged up at once. I couldn't accept it! I couldn't accept it!
The moment I was surpassed, Xiao Chen became extraordinarily exhausted. This month had not been easy for Xiao Chen. Fighting for the monthly vote rankings was grueling, especially for an author like Xiao Chen, whose results were only average. Competing for the monthly vote rankings was practically a fight to the death. Especially these past few days—Xiao Chen had promised a friend earlier that he would come to Hangzhou, so he had been busy until very late during the day, then spent the nights typing away. He slept only three or four hours a day, snatching sleep wherever he could during the day!
I had basically been gritting my teeth and typing in one unbroken breath. Now that breath had been let out, and it felt as though all the exhaustion had swept over me at once!
I never expected to be blown away in just one day! I'm truly heartbroken, truly miserable!
Right now, I really can't muster up the energy. Please allow me to rest for a while. The update I promised everyone will be a little later. Five hours from now, at nine in the morning, Xiao Chen will get up on time and write for everyone. No matter what, Xiao Chen doesn't want to give up. I've fought for an entire month already; there are only the last two days left. Xiao Chen doesn't want to give up. Even if I can't catch up again, I still want to finish perfectly! I can sleep