Yesterday we left at about four o'clock in the morning and we walked very suddenly. Then yesterday we accompanied us for the last section of the road during the day.

When I left, I didn't feel any real feeling. I watched him twitch and fell into our arms a few times. I just had a blank mind, and it seemed that I had no emotions.

Looking at the cardboard box, it was as if he was back when he was just adopted. He was so weak and soft, lying quietly in the cardboard box.

It's like he's here to accompany me for four years and is going back now.

When I sat down and saw the toys he liked, the cardboard boxes he liked, and the place where he usually lie down and looked at me, looking at the confused Elizabeth and Mango, tears couldn't help but flow out.

Tomorrow's disaster is in a critical period of upward growth. I thought I was becoming more and more professional. I could do my best to get my manuscripts all night long, and I could use my mobile phone to code out thousands of words while waiting outside the operating room.

I have always taken writing novels very seriously and hoped that I would become more and more professional. I once hoped that even if I lost my relatives in the morning, I could write a comedy so professionally at night.

But now I realize that I really can't do it. I regret that I have been so busy every day for the past six months and I have no time to play with them. I remember that every time I write a novel, I will come to rub me. He wants me to hug him, touch him, and play with him.

I always think about waiting for me to be free in the future and when the book is over before doing these things, but I never expect that I will never have the chance to do these things again.

Although tomorrow's disaster is critical now, I don't know how much I can update every day with the quality guaranteed in the next few days.

In the next few days, I will try my best to ensure the quality and try not to let my emotions affect the development of the plot, so that there will be more and more.
Chapter completed!