This Is a Diary

May 19th, sunny.

In the afternoon, I went to Happy Valley with my cousin who came from afar, looking forward to meeting a girl, but to no avail. At nine o'clock in the evening, I returned home angrily, and started a carnival alone... writing a novel.

After finishing a big chapter, I came out of the small black room and saw hundreds of unread messages from a group of writers with a lot of masters. I browsed through it... Tomorrow is 520, and the masters have all made appointments with girls. With the money, I booked restaurants, entertainment clubs, and hotels, ready to do a big job, only Xiaofeng is still writing a diary here, and tears of grievance flow down unconsciously emmmmm...

So, after Xiaofeng has experienced such a sad day, friends, please give me some monthly tickets to comfort me!

In the last 11 days, ask for a monthly ticket!

Try chasing the fourth one, if you don’t want to catch up, the Lord asks for psychological comfort~