Yesterday, my father fell down from a high place and hit his head. Half of his face was covered in blood, and there was a wound as deep as a finger on his eyebrow bone. I didn’t take the time to type. I didn’t write yesterday so there will be no content update today. I’m sorry, I’ll do it right now.
I have to take my dad to the hospital again. I probably won’t have time to type today, and I will open the skylight again tomorrow, but I will try my best to find time to write. I will make up for what I owe in the past two days. When these days are over, I will make up.