Waiting for the Bus

Things ended up not going so well.

This week, I only slept an average of less than four hours a day, but the results were still not satisfactory.

I had no choice but to comfort myself by experiencing what it means to go all out. After all, my heart can be hurt, but things can't stop, and I have to do what I should do.

I am already waiting for the bus, and I will try to write a chapter of no less than 4,000 words when I go back later.

That's it, I'll miss it, I'm too sleepy

I haven't watched it for more than a week after thinking about it, I'd better not sleep, read the outline to prepare for the next normal update, to prevent mistakes and omissions