Let Go Of That Primordial Man

I went to bed at 5 o'clock yesterday, and was awake by my wife when I slept more than 7 o'clock, saying that my son had a fever.

Tossed in the hospital for a day, and began to code words after eating, but after writing 6,000 or 6,000 words, I found that I was very bad.

Tonight's status really needs to be adjusted. Today is owed two more chapters. In addition, the monthly ticket plus three months in March also owes two brothers. The uncle will return it as soon as possible.

Is really sorry, please understand.

In addition to the recent decline in follow-up orders, this is certainly the reason why the uncle did not write well, but hope the brothers can point out the shortcomings.

If you make a mistake, you must admit it, and if you are beaten, you will stand straight.

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