Dzi changes, the protagonist writes a fat man, an unprecedented bold attempt. I like this work very much, and there are a lot of gems that I like in it. Whether it's the plot arrangement or the setting, I feel like I've improved. Do you still remember the hating of the sky and the hating of the earth without a ring? Zhou Weiqing, this guy who is obsessed. Perhaps, this is my last work with multiple heroines.

This book was written in 2011, that year, I was thirty years old, the junior became the third, and I still remember, that day, I had a high fever of forty degrees. In the beginning, I gritted my teeth and didn't take my pills. Because it is said that if you take medicine when you are raw, your health will not be too good for the next year. I'm not worried about anything else, I just thought, how else can I write a book if I'm always sick?

Because my body temperature was so high that my consciousness was a little blurred, I felt that I was so close to death. Later, I finally took the fever reducer, the temperature went down, I sweated a lot, ate a bowl of hot noodle soup, leaned on the bed, put my laptop on my lap, started at ten o'clock, before twelve o'clock, six thousand words. This memory seems to give my thirties a meaning.

For the dzi, for the sake of the green chūn who is no longer thirty years old, for the eleventh rì of the 10th anniversary, ask for a monthly pass.