Devil’s Advent

I sat in front of the computer for a long time, writing and deleting, but I was not satisfied.

I have been suffering until now to issue a leave slip. In fact, I really don’t want to ask for leave because I have asked for leave a lot this month.

In fact, old readers know that I will not ask for leave unless it is absolutely necessary. After all, Long is a full-time author.

But it probably really started a while ago, and there seemed to be some problems both mentally and physically. I couldn't sleep at night, and my mind was dizzy during the day, and my mind seemed to be half full of paste.

I changed 4k words yesterday, then went to bed, slept for three hours and woke up again, got up and wrote the chapter I added in the morning, and then I have been in a daze until now.

Everyone has given me a lot of support this month. There are a lot of votes, rewards and book reviews. I really want to write as much as possible to repay everyone;

But today I really can’t write anymore, and I blame myself.

I plan to go to the hospital for a check-up in the next two days.

I can only say sorry to everyone tonight.