Reasonably speaking, with the year coming to an end, I should write a summary, look back on the past, and look ahead to the future.
But I honestly don't know what to say.
All I can do is wish everyone a happy New Year in advance.
And apologize to everyone for the unstable updates lately.
Over the past year, thanks to everyone's support and affection, the story of Apocalypse Forecast was able to continue.
But when I looked back carefully, I realized that over the past year, the greatest achievement had been the qualitative increase in both Duoduo's and my weight.
Other than that, there hadn't been any other progress.
Now that it was the busy year-end season, with countless matters demanding attention, I should have been working even harder. Yet I was hit by an unprecedented bout of writer's block. After turning down every social engagement, I squatted at home for four days, writing and cutting, writing and cutting.
After watching elephants work for four days, it felt like I'd drunk kvass for four days. I was definitely done for...
I had become useless trash who could only hold Duoduo and sob every day.
The only result was that Bai Ze couldn't bear to watch anymore and sent me out to get some fresh air. After enduring countless hardships, I finally managed to buy eleven light bulbs.
This story tells us just how pathetic it is when a man keeps bragging to other people that he can buy light bulbs on his own.
Life was always this hard. Middle age was especially hard.
I thought it was probably time for me.
Facts proved that humans always overestimated their own abilities and standards.
Take me, for example. I was always too full of myself, agreeing to anything whenever my brain