[The last day of 2021]

This year passed quickly, but also very long.

Originally, I wanted to say something directly in the author’s words, thank you for your support, and wish you a happy new year, but after thinking about it, I should post a single chapter.

Because everyone deserves it.

Book friends who have followed Lao Huan’s book know that this year, Lao Huan’s mother fell ill and was basically in the process of seeking medical treatment for the first half of the year.

This also caused me, who originally only had two updates per day, to become weekly, or even half-monthly.

But what I saw was not complaints and ridicule, but full of support and encouragement.

To be honest, when he was on the cold plastic chair outside the operating room, or under the drip stand in the oncology ward, those were the few things that could warm Lao Huan.

Really appreciate everyone.

Although I settled down in the second half of the year, my mother only needs to have regular checkups, but the worry of relapse haunts me almost all the time.

I have fantasized a lot, and I also understand a sentence, parents are a curtain between you and death.

During several moments in this year, Lao Huan felt the curtain lifted.

Fortunately, 2021 will eventually pass, and everyone and I will usher in the unknown 2022.

In the new year, I hope my mother is safe and happy, creating a healing myth that is not uncommon but mostly only in legend.

I also wish the rest of the family well and well.

At the same time, Lao Huan also sincerely wishes the book lovers of Roulette a happy new year, good health, success in everything, happiness and prosperity in 2022!

[End of This Chapter.]