Baby Jiandi's words: First of all, let me talk about why I suddenly stopped updating a few days ago. I am still very scared to talk about this now. Even when I touch the keyboard, I feel uncomfortable all over, and it can be said that I am physically repulsed. When I do writing, I am mentally very afraid of writing.
Some friends were surprised and asked whether you were frightened by the story you wrote and even got sick from the fright.
Then my answer is, because I am the author of this story, of course I think more than the readers, and I am many times more in-depth about the plot than the readers. I often even habitually play out the upcoming scenes in my mind. I had to write a plot, so because I was so serious, I was actually a little bit scared by the story I wrote.
But the above is only a small aspect. The largest aspect is that I am a college student who is about to graduate, and there are many things that need to be completed carefully at the end of the semester, so that I can graduate smoothly. I think readers who have graduated from college are more I can understand this. I mostly attended classes during the day and stayed up late at night until about 12 o'clock. I coded more than 4,000 words, and I was still not good at it. As you can imagine, I continued writing like this for more than two months, because I rented a house outside, and at 8 o'clock in the morning I have to go to class on time, so I don’t have time to eat breakfast, so I have to make do with what I have in the evening. I only have the food I bought at school at noon, and I have to walk a lot of distance to and from school, so if my body continues like this, no matter how strong it is, it will definitely be... It was so overwhelming that at night I endured the discomfort and fear, uploaded the newly written chapter, turned off the light, and lay down on the bed. My brain was numb, stars were flying in my eyes, my ears were buzzing, and my heart was beating wildly. My body had no strength at all and I didn't dare to move. I thought I was going to die suddenly. I was so frightened that I really can't describe it in words and I don't want to express it. For me, it was simply a nightmare that I will never forget. And unforgettable.
The days that followed were very difficult. I suspected that there was something wrong with my heart, because I began to feel flustered and uncomfortable every day. Because I was not a rich second generation, I didn’t dare to think about being hospitalized. I could only go to the emergency room when I felt uncomfortable. , I just slept there if I couldn't do it. Then I gritted my teeth and took a chest CT scan. The result was that my heart was fine, so why did I feel uncomfortable? I went to the cardiology department several times and saw me. Generally speaking, they said that because I often skipped breakfast, stayed up too late, was stressed, and was nervous, etc., I had endocrine disorders in my body, and they told me to correct them. These bad habits, eating on time, the doctor said this, of course I was happy, but my body still felt uncomfortable. The doctor said that this was a reaction during the recovery stage, and told me to leave it alone. I should eat, drink, and sleep when I should. But during that time, I I am afraid to write this because the scene is still fresh in my mind.
Finally, I would like to thank my editor-in-chief Yisuo Dada, who is also my teacher. He was also the editor of my idol Sanshu. He helped me when I needed help. When I was confused, he carefully taught me some experience and taught me a lot. It’s helpful. Teacher Yisuo is an incredible person. He is a role model and a model for me to learn from in this life. I wish him good health and all the best.
This experience was a kind of forging and test for me, which allowed me to get rid of my previous bad habits of blind arrogance and lack of understanding of how to behave in the world. Teacher Yisuo's elegance, integrity and kindness influenced me, and also It makes me better and humbler than before.
I am also very grateful to some book friends, my fans, and my "Tomb Robbers" family readership for your understanding and care. Thank you! While I was recuperating my body, I was also quietly hoarding manuscripts, so that I could post them all at once and everyone would enjoy them. Secondly, because Baby Jiandi was under great pressure at that time, there may be a few typos when writing, but readers can understand what is going on. I apologize, and there will definitely be no typos in future publications. I hope everyone can think about it. Make up, okay.
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Faqiuzhi looked at my expression, and I was sure he guessed what I was thinking, and said, "I don't know anything now. I won't know until I get in. He is probably a very difficult character to deal with."
Fei Long said: "In the current situation, we can only enter through this golden gate. I wonder if this city gate is different from the bronze gate. Can it be opened with the precious blood of the Witch Burial Sect?" Speaking of this, Fei Long said Long looked at my grandfather and me, and looked at the golden city gate in front of him with a very melancholy look.
At this moment, a series of lock spring sounds came from the golden city gate, which sounded horrifying. In just a moment, the door creaked and opened a crack, revealing two people who were extremely familiar to me and stunned me. Face!
They are actually my parents!
