Chapter 157: Chu Mo's Short Stories and the Literary Girl_3

The articles I had written finally became tangible words one day, appearing before me.

It was the dream buried deep in my heart since publishing my first article in high school.

Today, ten years later, I had finally fulfilled my youthful wish.

Taking a deep breath, I then gently touched the book as if it were something incredibly precious, slowly turning the title page before becoming utterly engrossed in its contents.

Each article here, even every single word, represented my own efforts; the collection began with my first article published in freshman year, due to its sentimental value, so I placed it at the very beginning.

Even now, ten years later, I still remembered the stir in my heart when I received my first payment for an article.

I savored the thoughts of my younger self while writing this article, the corners of my mouth curling into an almost imperceptible smile.