Let’s start with October 2020. I have experienced a lot of painful things in Hangzhou, and my heart is almost tense.

so,

Forced to go home to recuperate.

Home is safe, but what I never expected was that the tight spring in my heart was the moment I went home.

Breaked.

Crying like a fool.

On this day, I suffered from extremely serious mental illness, extremely afraid of failure, and dared not take any action.

My parents wanted me to socialize and interact with old classmates. I said, "You are killing me. If I take my life forward, I will die."

But I know what is the best medicine for self-rescue - getting rich overnight.

Don't laugh, this is true.

If you fail a lot, even if you are just a small success, you will be a long drought and rain!

So, I started writing on New Year's Day and wrote the current book, "I am the flying captain of the Henan People."

This is a survival book, and I am struggling to survive in reality. If this book fails, it is hard for me to imagine that I will do anything stupid.

Then,

I took off.

Good!

The successful promotion of each round of recommendation made me feel much better until the day it was released.

As a pure newcomer, he won the first order of 3,400.

then,

I couldn't stop smiling.

I thought I was cured of my illness, and 3,404 readers pulled me out of the mud pit.

Here, I really want to thank the 3404 first-subscribe readers. If you haven't abandoned the trick yet, thank you for saving Nanshan's life, whom you have never met before.

Until June, because of the many errands, I stopped updating and made a mess.

The results plummeted.

I wrote a book with ten thousand potentials into an ordinary fine book of 4,000 averages.

The depression gradually rises, causing me to be unable to write in September, October, November, December, and January.

Until February, I was in a desperate situation of insomnia.

In addition, my waist muscle strain hurts very much, and the new depression that I have added every day is almost forced to destroy me.

These days, I have been recalling the mistakes I made and the stupid things I did in Hangzhou every moment.

Psychologically, this is called thinking rumination.

Excessive depression caused me to have huge physical problems. I went to the toilet ten times a day and almost couldn't walk.

Severe exhaustion.

On the way to my grandparents' house for dinner, I rested three times.

On the small dining table, there were vegetables, braised prawns, beef hot pot, and the moment the lid was lifted, it was so fragrant!

But I couldn't eat it at all, my face was pale, and I silently took the express delivery back to my house.

A man curled up in the quilt.

collapse.

despair.

Please God to let me live until I die.

Then,

It was about six forty.

Something unexpected happened to me.

My grandmother was worried about me, so she actually came to me in a raincoat and brought me a box of Xiangpiaopiao milk tea, and wanted to make water for me to make milk tea.

Damn, I feel so moved!

Then...fuck, a miracle, my body recovered, and I became energetic, and a force surged up!

Although the waist still hurts very much, I feel so energetic, I feel comfortable all over, my face says with joy, and I can't stop smiling!

I will always remember this miracle.

From tomorrow, as long as my body allows me, I will try my best to update and complete the book as soon as possible.

Then open a new book and make a lot of money.

When grandparents are chatting with neighbors downstairs, they can say loudly:

"My grandson, I have the ability."

It's finished.

Thank you for sticking to this point.

I'll go to rest first, and I hope I can write at least on time tomorrow morning.
Chapter completed!