The plot of the work "From the Tribulation" is now over, and it is predicted that there should be only a few chapters left to finish. Readers who have followed me can feel that I have been struggling after it was released. To be honest, I wrote this work very painfully. Of course, this is not just a busy working overtime at the end of the year, but a "unreality" that keeps emerging when writing.

This sense of inreality had initially emerged when I was writing "Love Song", because at that time my own emotional life had some great fluctuations, so when I was writing the story of Su Mo and San Yili, I had already started to suffer a little torture. Then in the past 2021, I was busy with work, and I had no chance to get in touch with the opposite sex at work. I would browse various social platforms in my spare time. In all circles, there were various gender antagonism incidents that came to me, trapped me in the cocoon of male and female antagonism. I, who had always longed for stable intimacy, is now frequently immersed in the torture impression of fearing women and marriage, and I couldn't extricate myself.

This information cocoon is a very terrible dimensionality reduction blow to me, a single dog author who writes innocent love. Just like when you are combing some sweet plots of love, a voice will keep coming out of your mind to mock you - it is not mocking you for only eating yy's dog food, but to question your work is too "fantasy" and is completely unrealistic.

In the past, I have been trying my best to describe some innocent love between two children, mainly childhood sweethearts. I hope that readers, including myself, can always maintain yearning and love for a stable and long-term intimate relationship. But I found that I can no longer do it now, and I cannot expect my words to make readers feel it.

Is it considered the "maturity" brought about by the changes of years? It is 2022 and I am 26 years old. In my circle of friends, friends who once loved games have never had the opportunity to get together to play games because of their busy work. Now they have finally come to vacation. They would rather lie on the bed than get up and get up with us. In the conversation with them, I can't feel a little love for life and even a little outlook for the future.

So... under such an environment, I can no longer describe a sweet and sweet love that makes people yearn for. What's more, I set goals for myself very early. If I still can't write my grades until I was 25 years old, don't write anymore. If I just want to earn money for the royalties, the cost-effectiveness is too low compared to my current job, and my health is not very good recently, so I have actually had the idea of ​​not continuing to write.

But that's it. When I was thinking about letting go, I didn't write novels, some new ideas and inspirations began to emerge in my mind, driving me to open a new pit and send it out.

Perhaps for me, writing novels is no longer for royalties, popularity, or anything else. It is more like a kind of self-expression, a part of my life, and a struggle for the saying "Some people die at the age of 25, but enter the grave at the age of 70."

I only have this way of fighting.

In short, this is a preview of the final comments. Why is it so easy to write casual feelings... It is much more refreshing than writing novels qwq

This month I will spend time to end the tribulation with a good meal. If you want to have a new pit, it is expected that it will be after the New Year, but you will definitely not use this pseudonym again. On the one hand, the incident of Love Song was tortured by the Internet, and on the other hand, it is because its style will be quite different from the works with this pseudonym.
Chapter completed!