The book is finished~ Tossing flowers~ (▽`)
A full year and seven months, a full 570 days. Writing left Yu dizzy and muddled, yet he had enjoyed every moment of it.
Thank you to everyone who liked this book, and thank you all for supporting Little Poisonous Milk.
I should report the results, too: over 40,000 average subscriptions. Yu finally got what he wished for. After a long ten-year writing career, six books, and more than ten million words, he finally signed a Great God contract.
The old readers who have followed Yu all this time can also tell that his earlier works, such as Devouring Evolution and Great Winter Soldier, were mostly full of bitterness and suffering, with rather oppressive styles.
I never expected this attempt at a new style to show some promise. It seems that the cheekiness that comes from the bottom of my heart isn't suited to writing dark stories?
From now on, I'll maintain this style and keep striving.
Actually, Little Poisonous Milk in this book has the same core as the protagonists of my earlier books. He merely has a different outer shell.
Loyalty, perseverance, and faith in one's promises.
I also hope that over the past year and a half, Little Poisonous Milk brought everyone some warmth and comfort.
Having laughed, loved, and accompanied one another—that is enough.
Now that this book is finished, Yu finally has time to organize his Weibo and WeChat public account. They both use the name Love Writing Yu. During this period of rest, whenever Yu gets bored, he will write some short stories on his WeChat public account.
Ah. I feel completely unburdened. Tomorrow, I finally won't have to sit in front of the computer, and my mind can finally go blank.
Wow. Just thinking about it