Myriad Dao Sovereign: Starting with the Minor Cloud and Rain Art
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By my count, I was still short six thousand words for today's update. That brought my debt to twenty-nine thousand words. If I took a few more days off, the debt would pile up like a mountain; I'd tally the exact amount later. I'd make up as much as I could this month.
There was no helping it. My eldest uncle had passed away, and I was back in my hometown helping with the arrangements.
Yesterday, my dad called and said my eldest uncle had fallen a few days ago and also suffered a cerebral infarction. He was receiving treatment at the hospital.
This afternoon, I rushed home. The moment I reached the hospital entrance, they had already brought him out. At that moment, all I felt was a crushing heaviness in my chest.
Life was truly unpredictable.
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