One person: I wanted to give up, but my abilities wouldn't allow it.

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Dear readers, fathers!

Today, this book will be available on the shelves.

To be honest, I was very nervous!

I know I have many shortcomings and make many mistakes; this is my fault.

However, with daily word count updates, it's really difficult to cover every detail thoroughly!

All I can say is that the novel will be written with greater precision in the 100th page. (1671055)

Make it comfortable for every reader to read.

Getting to this point of listing has been tiring, but also very rewarding.

I was born in a remote mountain village, and my family was very poor.

He only wears one set of clothes all year round.

In the dead of winter, we walk barefoot on mountain paths.

After the trip, my feet were covered in chilblains and mud.

It's bitter, really bitter.

He didn't receive much formal education and started chopping firewood in the mountains when he was a teenager.

Then take them to the market to sell.

My childhood dream was to one day be able to eat white rice every day.

Perhaps because of poverty, I was tricked by an older girl when I was very young.

When I was 13, I was swindled out of all my money by an older girl from the county town.

Then he boarded a train heading south.

We arrived in what was then the most open city.

When I arrived here, I met many more older sisters.

In the park, at the bus stop, in the alley.

I have witnessed the speed of this city's development.

The city is becoming more and more magnificent.

But there has never been a sky for someone like me.

Our world is gray.

Every time I tried to resist, I failed each time.

Each time, I could only submit and obey.

However, I did put up some resistance; I was secretly saving money.

I dream of one day saving enough money to leave this place.

You can do what you like.

Go back and marry an honest woman.

very bitter.

But I'm still persisting because I accidentally discovered that I can make money online by writing.

So I became an online writer.

At that time.

I never imagined I would become an author.

To become what I used to think,

A person whose life is extremely boring and dull.

I expressed all my experiences and feelings in words.

This experience will be a treasure when I'm old.

It will be something precious to look back on.

And that's how I met her.

I first met her on a city bus.

Simple short hair, fair face, and a sunny disposition.

Holding a mobile phone, you can look at it sitting down, standing up, or walking around.

Look at how she looks at her phone.

He was engrossed in his work, and I didn't want to disturb him.

perhaps.

There must be something very important on her phone that's attracting her attention.

I thought so.

however.

When getting off the car.

I discovered that I was at the same stop as this girl, standing next to her at the back door waiting to get off. I glanced at her casually.

Some surprising discoveries.

The scene displayed on this boy's phone was surprisingly familiar to me.

Do you watch Feilu too?

I blurted it out without thinking. As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted them.

With someone I don't know.

Why should I even start a conversation?

If it is misunderstood or simply ignored...

That would be so embarrassing, it would be utterly shameful.

Because of my past experiences

He is a very self-reliant person.

and so.

She is also very sensitive.

Just when I thought I would be ignored by the girl,

She turned and looked at me with great surprise.

He asked with an uncertain tone.

"Yes, I'm watching Feilu. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Hearing her question.

I breathed a slight sigh of relief.

His favorability rating skyrocketed, and he nodded vigorously in response.

“I read them too. Let me tell you, I read a lot of novels of the same type. By the way, which novel are you reading?”

"Because I am taller than her, I can look down at her with my head held high."

Perhaps it's a lack of confidence in her height.

She actually stood on her tiptoes and answered somewhat defiantly.

"The fantasy novels I read, you might not know, are incredibly amazing."

There was a sense of confidence in that statement.

like,

She seemed certain that my understanding wasn't as good as hers.

But I'm different.

I smiled slightly, a hint of smugness in my eyes, and said...

"How come you only just noticed that? I've already seen it..."

I don't remember much about what happened after that.

In short.

That's how we met.

This is a girl who is usually quiet and reserved, although she has a gentle and pretty appearance.

But it turns out.

She's actually a bit of a madwoman.

When a group of friends go out together, she can go a whole day without saying a word.

But if it's an appointment to go out with someone you know,

She, however, could talk all day long.

Watching her talk endlessly.

I have a worm carrying a bundle of earthworms.

She is actually prettier than many female celebrities.

I really envy Gao Qiong's nose and my big eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that again?"

Her strange look pulled me back from my thoughts.

To hide what I was thinking, I could only stick out my tongue and say something to her.

"It's none of your business what I think."

immediately.

I went off to other places.

I know we are not from the same world.

Time flies...

My relationship with her has become increasingly close; we've become like brothers, sharing almost everything.

Because we share a common hobby: reading online novels.

However, I am still an online writer.

This is a profession that is looked down upon by many people.

but.

For me.

It can bring us happiness.

It's much more fun than those pretentious claims about refined taste and romance.

Days go by.

I can never forget it. Two years ago, on that day.