I grabbed my hair and just wrote more than 1000 words. I was in a good mood. The computer suddenly got stuck and clicked a few times. The txt document was directly closed. I was surprised. I didn''t know whether it was saved in advance. When I opened it, I wrote it in vain. I wanted to cry without tears. More than 1000 words were small. It was true that my mood was destroyed. Taixu was a pure emotional writer. It was too hard. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.