"May time treat us gently, and may the years never slip away in vain."
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To my dearest readers:
I dedicate this piece to thanking all of you who accompanied me along the way.
Thank you for your support and affection over these past two-plus years.
I have kept your tolerance and criticism close to my heart.
This was an indelible mark upon my life.
Thank you for keeping my years from being wasted, for letting me seek the pure land in my heart amid the muddled chaos of this mundane world.
Thank you for this time that warmed both you and me.
First, a long ramble. (It nearly suffocated me. The writing style in the early stages was all edgy teenage nonsense, and I couldn't suddenly change it later on, so I could only grit my teeth and stay edgy to the end. Now I can finally go wild and say whatever I want. Feels amazing!)
First, I want to apologize to brothers Feng Ge 98 and Chang Le Kang.
Ever since Dangdang was transferred to the Municipal Discipline Inspection Commission in March, my time had been brutally squeezed. After March, I wasn't in the right state to write, and the occasional missed updates left me exhausted. Old Dangdang had a fragile heart, so I never looked at the book reviews again.
It wasn't until the story ended that I discovered I had gained another Alliance Leader... Feng Ge 98, more than half a year ago...
And brother Chang Le Kang rewarded Old Dangdang with 50,000 points in July despite all that.
Seeing it now, I truly felt ashamed.
I didn't know whether you followed the story to the end, but Old Dangdang just wanted to sincerely say sorry.
Of Old Dangdang's twenty-two Alliance Leaders,