Suddenly, I was inspired by the feeling. What exactly is the novel for our author? I don’t know why I wanted to write these words, but I really suppressed myself for a long time. The novel... is as close as possible.

I like to watch anime, I like to read novels, I like to fantasize about unrealistic things, and I am very sure that the fantasy things may be true, and maybe one day it will really happen...

I am writing a novel about the Prince of Tennis fan. I like that anime, I like it very much, and sometimes I even do some trivial things in life to associate them, their personalities and styles of doing things... Some people say I am a lunatic.

When I get along, I am just an ordinary girl, like a grain of yellow sand in the desert, insignificant and inconspicuous. I don’t have super good writing style, nor do I have too many imaginations, but for the sake of their own minds, I resolutely rolled on the road of novels.

As I come to this day, I suddenly don’t understand. What is the purpose of writing novels? What does novels exist for me?

Is it for the heroine in my mind? Or are they just the fantasy two-dimensional ones? It’s vague...

Can I give up on novels? Can I stop writing novels? This is also an unknown situation...

When I first wrote a novel, was it a whim or something? When I saw the first recommendation, the first comment, and the first collection, I was so excited and happy...

I am Qi Mengyixue. I have written novels. Even if I don’t know how to walk the future, I never regret every light-year I have walked before!

I feel so tired. Maybe I will take a break after the article is finished and relaxed; maybe I will start a new article without hesitation and express the world in my mind in words to share with you.

Mengmeng's brain is in chaos now... I don't know where the sourness in my heart comes from, I just feel so wronged and confused. I have been persisting for so long, what are I trying to do? A childish fantasy? Or a kind of venting?

Do I have no goals? No... There are many new novel themes in my mind waiting for me to write, each of which is exciting plot. What's wrong with me?

Mengmeng is here to find a solution...

--A little more Wensa ------

Looking at the ambiguous red mark on the collarbone in the mirror, I couldn't help but want to hit the wall and die.

Just now, when I was asked by Yushi Ninzu downstairs, I was so thrilling! And my imagination-provoking action with him made a smile-faced tiger collide. In the embarrassment of three eyes, I got rid of Yushi Ninzu as fast as possible and rushed back to the room...

Damn, I want to take a shower!!!

The red marks...can't wash off...

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

Ahem! The second crime in my heart is under construction...

[Because of the rogue behavior of Yushi Shinzushi, I will be punished for never having to bird him again, and I will never let him go five meters away!]

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Red Seal, give me some face, it’s gone~~!
Chapter completed!