I really want to give you a hand. It's three moments today.
Why go back to another day?
The worldly barrier is nothing more than these two words: turning back and changing the sky.
In one turn, there was no news, and in another day there was no news.
Nevertheless, the way of friends is that they are not in debt. Others have no obligation to help me.
Besides... Maybe you are kind. Maybe you really feel that I can't eat this bowl of rice, for fear that I will waste my life and time.
After all, it was published.
A well-known editor inexplicably went straight to me and signed the contract in a few rounds.
The book sold unexpectedly well, and the pre-sale period swept the list of major bookstores and was called "black horse". In addition to the joy, there was also a little sadness, so I did not send invitations to friends who had called for help at the new book celebration conference.
It's not that I'm short of breath. I'm just afraid that on this occasion, everyone will meet with each other in a small embarrassment.
We are friends, and we should continue to be friends. I don't blame you for not helping me perfunctorily. I don't want to show you the proof by riding around the street in red colors.
On the day of the conference, only one of the friends who had called for help came.
I hope so. Come unasked.
He stood at the door of the sign-up and laughed at me: You fellow, you don't make any phone calls. Fortunately, I'm well informed.
Someone next to him recognized him and looked for his signature in his book. He signed it quickly and dragged my arm to hide in the compartment.
I said: Now that I'm here, what else should I hide from?
He shook his head and said, "Today you are the protagonist...
He said: I'm not coming to the platform to celebrate. I won't be on the stage in a moment. I'm just coming to see you and congratulating you.