For those book friends who are still waiting for this book, I am really sorry to keep you waiting for so long.
There is so much I want to say, but I don’t know where to start.
On this day a year ago, I put down the pen in my hand because of physical problems.
On this day a year later, I logged into the author account of this book again, wanting to continue this story.
One year is enough time to change a lot of things, but some things remain unchanged.
But no matter what, I feel that today, one year later, I should give a belated explanation to the book friends who have been waiting so far.
I don’t know how many people are still waiting for the update of this book, and I don’t have the courage to confirm it.
I'm just a selfish and timid little person.
So after that day, I gave up everything about this book. I never logged in to the author’s account, never logged into QQ for communication, and never clicked into this book again.
Many people may ask why. Just because you are not in good health does not mean you cannot communicate, even if you are a eunuch.
But I didn't do that, maybe because I didn't want this book to interfere with my life, maybe because I didn't have the courage to face my book friends who had stopped updating, or maybe because I wanted to seize the opportunity to come back one day to continue the story, then
A slight possibility.
This year, I have experienced a lot.
Last April, after my father was admitted to the hospital due to cholecystitis, I already had the idea of stopping writing because I had not found a new job at that time.
In May of the following year, I still couldn't survive the mental and physical torture, so I wrote a notice of indefinite sick leave.
The results after going to the hospital for examination were indeed not very good, including temporomandibular joint disorder, moderate cervical disc herniation, superficial gastritis, etc. Although these are not incurable diseases, they are not the physical state that a young person should have.
, and the lump that everyone is most concerned about is okay, it is a lipoma, but the location of this thing is really not good.
Until June, I was undergoing physical therapy, and the royalties from everyone's support for this book had already gone into it.
My mother asked me if it was worth it.
I didn't answer.
In July and August, as my health slowly recovered, I started working odd jobs. Although I didn't find a suitable job, I didn't want to stay at home and rest on my laurels.
During that time, I also thought about whether I should come back and continue writing, but after all, I still didn’t have the perseverance and courage.
It was not until the end of August that I finally found a satisfactory job, signed a formal contract, and started working for a new company.
At that time, I was thinking about whether I should come back to write, but in the end I prioritized adapting to work and new life.
In October, unfortunately, grandma was also hospitalized due to bile duct stones caused by cholecystectomy (cholecystitis seems to be hereditary.), and her life became busy again.
Then November came, and this time it was my turn to have gastrointestinal discomfort, so I went to the hospital for a colonoscopy.
It turned out that surgery was needed.
Originally, there was nothing wrong with the diagnosis, and I would have had an operation if I felt more at ease. But in order to feel at ease, my family asked me to transfer from a second-level hospital to a third-level hospital. Unfortunately, the expert at the third-level hospital half-misdiagnosed me (which hospital is the best hospital?
Not to mention, I am from Shanghai, and I still have the case. Why is it said to be semi-misdiagnosed? Because of the two diseases, this expert only diagnosed the disease that did not require surgery and asked me to go back.)
I myself have some medical knowledge, so I moved to another tertiary hospital. Surgery was indeed needed, and I finally completed various pre-admission examinations in January.
But as everyone who works knows, it is very busy before the Chinese New Year, so I had to postpone it until March. Naturally, there was no good opportunity or thought to come back and write a book during this period.
After this surgery, I stayed in the hospital for sixteen days and was asked to take a month's leave from my employer.
It cannot be said that it was a serious illness, but it lasted for half a month, which was worse than death.
To this day, I still go for weekly check-ups, and I will have to do an ultrasound on the left rib area on the 8th, because there is still a foreign body sensation there to this day.
If this continues, the story of this book may never be able to continue.
People always have to push themselves, so today, a year later, I picked up the pen again.
It's not about starting a new business, but it's about taking home the daughter I haven't taken care of for a year.
I also came here as a reader, and I believe that the book friends who have been waiting so far are definitely not staying here just to say, "I'm fine, please support my new book."
I am a small person, but small people also have the right to dream, and they also have the reserve to complete the book.
My writing is not that good, nor does it have much connotation, but for me, one year later, people are still willing to read it, and that is the biggest and best recognition.
Maybe just a few, maybe dozens.
Please also ask those book friends who are willing to continue reading, please don’t give me recommendation votes or anything, because I am very busy this month and cannot guarantee updates.
There are activities to be organized every week in the unit, and I have to take training exams and memorize a lot of things. I also have to go to the hospital for review, and I have to accompany my mother to see a doctor.
Very busy, very busy.
But I will find time to write.
It may be updated once a day, or it may be updated once a week.
Whether this road is worth taking, I still don’t have an answer.
I have passed the age where I can talk about my ideals, so when my body and this book disagree, I will choose my body. When my family and this book disagree, I will choose my family. When my work and this book disagree, I will choose my family.
When there are differences over books, I will choose work.
The only thing I can guarantee is that my desire to continue writing has not changed.
If there are still book friends who are willing to support me in this unguaranteed commitment.