Calamity of Tomorrow

Yesterday, around four o'clock in the morning, Matcha left, very suddenly. Then yesterday we walked the last part of the way with Matcha during the day.

When Matcha left, I didn't feel anything real. I watched him twitch a few times and fall in our arms. My mind just went blank, and it seemed like I had no emotions at all.

Looking at the matcha in the carton, it was like going back to the time when he was just adopted as a child. He was so weak and soft, lying quietly in the carton.

It's like he came here and stayed with me for four years and now he's going back.

When I sat down and saw the toys he liked, the cardboard boxes he liked, the place where he usually lay looking at me, and the ignorant Elizabeth and Mango, I couldn't help but shed tears.

Tomorrow's Tribulation was in a critical period of growth. I thought I was becoming more and more professional. I could work all night long to catch up on manuscripts, and I could type out thousands of words on my mobile phone while waiting outside the operating room.

I have always taken writing novels very seriously, and I hope that I can become more and more professional. I once hoped that even if I lost a loved one in the morning, I could write a comedy so professionally in the evening.

But now I realize that I really can't do it. I regret that I have been so busy every day for the past six months and have been so busy that I have no time to play with Matcha and the others. I remembered that every time I wrote a novel, Matcha would nuzzle me. He wanted me to hold him, touch him, and play with him.

I always think about doing these things when I have free time and when this book is finished, but I never thought that I would never have the chance to do these things again.

Although Tomorrow’s Tribulation is critical right now, I don’t know how many updates I can make every day while maintaining quality in the next few days.

In the next few days, I will try my best to ensure the quality and try not to let my emotions affect the development of the plot. I will do more and more.