There are some words I wish to share with all of you.

By now, I believe everyone understands what I mean.

Since 2013, I have been writing relentlessly, enduring failure after failure.

I have always believed that one day I would succeed, that I could make it. Even now, I hold fast to that conviction.

I work at a factory. Every day after my shift, while others chat with girls, I rack my brains over novel plots, pondering how I should write and how I might find a better direction. That’s why I remain single to this day.

When friends invite me out, I say I don’t have time. When they ask me to sing karaoke, I still say I don’t have time. When they ask me to dinner, again, I have no time.

I have devoted all my time to my writing.

I have good friends, but I don’t have time to hang out with them.

They don’t understand why I always stay home as soon as I get back.

Not one to boast before I succeed, I dare not tell them what I’m really doing.

All I can do is silently persevere, holding fast to this paradise where my dreams reside.

In the end, I hope you will continue this journey with me.

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