At first I confessed: falling in love with me is a blank space, or I am slow to feel or disagree with feelings, and I think that a person's life is even more exciting and colorful.

I have to say that because I am used to someone, everything naturally becomes a habit, and it is not really a desire to live alone.

Since the reality is really difficult, a fantasy love story began. Although I know it myself, there may be few readers of this story.

Even though I was very impressed at the beginning, I was always excited when I sat in front of the computer, but later, gradually, I gradually, about what I care about outsiders directly affected my passion.

After loving something too much, you will care less, making yourself a Dugu knight, and focusing on doing your own things.

Speaking of this, when talking about the writing style at the beginning, it was very immature and said to be very naive.

After hearing this, I sat on the floor of the room and leaned against the wall, watching the sky from slight dawn to completely dark. It was sad, but also reflection, and then gladness.

Fortunately, I didn't realize this problem until the end, and I was woken up.

The accumulation of chapter by chapter and the continuation of chapter by chapter are officially coming to an end now.

Fortunately, I didn't give up.

I never thought about this sentence because I never thought about giving up on myself and starting.

I think I am a person who has no advantages, and writing this thing made me realize that once the things I really like, I will never give up halfway once I start.

I will continue to write about the future path.

Going back to the top, there is my own shadow on Ran Kongxia.

To be honest, I was both familiar and unfamiliar with the characters in it at the beginning. Sometimes I felt that I was talking about myself, and sometimes, otherwise.

As an author, I can’t even bring it in, let alone readers?

Half later, I tried to look at other authors, and I was lucky enough to find a book worth learning and thinking about.

Next, my writing style began to slowly transform.

I want to grow up slowly from immatureness.

After making changes, I put my feelings into it, and I suddenly felt different from the past.

I met Ran Kongxia and saw through her heart. When I wrote about a certain scene, I would fluctuate with her emotions.

At that time, I was very happy and I could finally feel the character's mood.

The regret of writing in third person before has disappeared.

Speaking of fantasy, I feel ashamed of these two words. Compared with other romance fantasy texts, I am afraid it is a pediatric subject and does not have much fantasy taste.

Although Ran Kongxia is the ruling star of the Shadow Kingdom, she is completely an ordinary human being except for this.

A girl who smiles and looks charmingly? No, she is a beautiful and attractive type. This makes it even more ordinary.

What she is extraordinary is that Que Wu, who can continue to be His Highness, was once arrogant and never knew what he was looking down, willingly gave up his noble status and status for her, and was happy and distressed in the human world for her and her children, with her food, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, and trivial matters.

Most of these good men are just there.

The small-scale fight is a sweet daily life, and they are not unwilling to be enterprising when they meet the status quo.

Although only a few life scenes are mentioned in the extra chapter, it can be imagined that their future lives will be rich and colorful.

All I can say is that what I hope is just such an ordinary and warm life.

At first I was less than twenty years old, and what other girls were looking forward to was a life, although I didn’t know in detail.

Instead, I think about how much does other people's lives actually have to do with me?

I browse my circle of friends and I want to tell others about my daily life, what I have eaten and what I have played, my girlfriend or boyfriend is very beautiful or handsome, and I want to show off my life...

Or you just know that going to school is hard and having fun secretly below, you know that you are friends and devoted to fashion makeup. The beautiful name is: When you are young, you need to be beautiful and make more friends.

...

Needless to say what the specific attitude is.

Many people are very disdainful of writing about this, and they only know that staying at home and typing on a keyboard against a computer wasted a great time.

It's true. It seems like a waste of time, but only as the author himself knows what he gains. It's useless to say more, and they don't understand it, but they don't understand it.

In this case, why bother with humans who are not in the same world as us?

Only when your mind is calm can you enter the world you have created.

I was very worried that I would be uneasy and my mind would be in a mess.

Even if the story is already in my mind, I can't knock it out.

It was a lie to say that it was not in a hurry, but later, I was really not in a hurry.

Sometimes you can completely determine whether you can continue to code words in the future. If you can't, turn off the computer or code other texts immediately.

The more you drag it, the more you force yourself to write something, it is unwise.

"Mom, do you know what I want to do most when I grow up?"

"What are you doing?"

"Guess."

"I can't guess it, if you want to say it, just say it or not."

"Mom, I really want to write."

"Hmph, you are the only one? Just study hard during the day and think about it at night."

My conversation with my mom during the summer vacation in junior high school.

Although it is a little blurred now, the meaning of the backbone is still there.

I felt uncomfortable at that time, but I couldn't say that my mother was too much, and I felt that I was thinking too much.

Actually, it’s not. I haven’t thought too much. So many years have passed, and I am still thinking and working hard.

"Mom, no matter how bad the mood is, I will get better soon when I sit in front of the computer."

“…”

After saying so much, some are not, I feel very happy, but then I feel a little heavy.

After it is over, even if it is really gone.

The story still exists, but I have seen his imagination. I don’t expect much of this imagination.

I just hope that readers who have seen it will have longing for life and love.

Society is very realistic, but we also have to have fantasies. When facing us with a smile, we will meet very different people and things.

Originally, there was no such postscript. I thought about it yesterday and thought about it, but I felt more comfortable writing it. First, it satisfies my obsessive-compulsive disorder, which makes me feel 500,000 words. Secondly, I also want to say a few words, if I like to listen or not, I have already said it. Hahahaha.

At this point, it's really over.

There will be other works that I will work hard to write.

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