Actually, I've been sick for several days in a row. It started with a stomachache, followed by a cold and then rhinitis. Today, it's finally reached its peak. I've been sitting in front of the computer for several hours and made several trips to the toilet, but I've only managed to write a few hundred words in total. It's not a physical problem, it's a mental one. I'm genuinely feeling so unwell that I can't write anything.

I haven't written much in July, and the quality has certainly declined. This was something I reluctantly predicted at the beginning of the month. After all, there are always more important things to do in life. I felt apologetic, so I didn't ask for monthly tickets this month, and encouraged everyone to give them to other, more hardworking colleagues. But I didn't expect that, even on the very last day of the month, the monthly tickets for Qing Yu Nian actually managed to squeeze into the top six…

At this thought, I can't help but feel endless gratitude to everyone. You are all kind and generous people, even kinder than me. In the ten days since I've been back home, I've been working hard to try and make up for it, but I didn't expect that I still wouldn't be able to persevere on this last day of the month. It's a real shame, and I'm also a little disappointed in myself.

I'll take a good rest today, and from tomorrow, I'll write seriously and diligently for a whole month.