Unconsciously, it is another month.

Years like water, just disappeared in the ‘咔咔’ sound of the keyboard.

One word, one second, one word, one minute, one word, one hour...

More and more words are being written, and the passage of time is increasing...

Well, such a literary art is small and fresh, and a thousand words are translated into one sentence:

At the beginning of the month, there is a monthly ticket, please kneel down!