The House Is Blown Up... Please Leave, and Make up for It Tomorrow.

When I got home at night, I hadn't started coding yet... As a result, the kitchen next to me blew up, and the windows and the kitchen door were blown away. Nima, my hands are still shaking.

When writing fiction, writing explosions is great. When my house really exploded, my legs were soft.

Now the whole house smells of gas and is still being sorted out.

Fortunately, no one was injured, the luck of the unfortunate.

Let me slow down today, and I will update it tomorrow.