Oh, My Dear! - Chapter 1

[This is the Authors note]

Author: Angelina

Translator: Jlei2000

Chapter 1: Preface

Of course, this is nonsense

When modifying text. I often see my some reflections/similarities of the work written before. I discovered similarities from [I want to be your man] to [He Is A Adult Branch Manager]. In these few years I have changed. In fact, pay attention, you can also feel it from every piece/novel. From Su Xiao Mi to Ke Bu, every receiver (Uke) became more and more mature. Characters also from Su Xiao Mi innocent. Mai Dings transition. MoKas transition. Then Ke Bu became more and more evil. Ive said before, I have two types of characters. But these two types of characters time difference is getting smaller and smaller. One character swallowed another character. I already cant tell if fiction changed me, or if I changed fiction. This is about my changes.

Among them, one novel was picked to be made into a tv series. [1] Thereby, letting more people see my novels. Im not ecstatic, but still wont exclude. My love towards them created your love, your love created everything now. So, after a lapse of two years preface again, thank you guys again. I have decided to publish the book, not for anything else, only want to get this done. This is on the novels changes.

[1] The movie, I still love you, even if/though youre a man aka Like Love. An Zi Yan and Mai Ding. Im sure you guys know this novel/bl series pretty well.

All these years, many things have changed but there has been many things that havent.

For example, I have said before that I rarely comment and reply to you guys. Of course after this point it still wont change. I will look at every one of your comments. I will read every one of your personal letters. There is no need to reply. So in this respect, you guys have to adapt. I am a lazy person. Starting from birth this has not changed.

But I do not deliberately write Bl. What I want to write about isnt gender. It is love.

So there are attempts to try to write about male and female. [2]

[2] this is her novel about a man and a woman. I think. I have not read this yet.

Then, thanks to my father, in this period for supporting me in all aspects. He asked me: if you cant sell your books, what to do? I said: What can I do, I admit. He paused and continued: Just try it. The day the shop opened, he called me again and asked me about the sales. I told him that it was still not bad. He paused again: if someone recognises you then its OK.

Through my childhood, he gave me unconditional trust in everything. Now even if I write this kind of special genre, he has never changed.

Then, thanks to my little customer service. Although she talks a lot of shit, she helped me. She is new to the shop. If there is anything she is doing wrong, I hope you can understand her.

Then, thank you guys for willing to collect my books. I am unable to say too provocative thanks. Can only give you guys in return this novel. This novel is given to you guys as a gift, for accompanying my side for many years. You guys are my unconditional maintenance. You guys embellish me. You guys buy my book. Of course, there is still you guys who are willing to read my writing regardless of the length of time.

I have wrote writings for myself to read since childhood, to now I write them to show you guys. Then it turned into books. This road, despite it being endless coming here, I have nothing to request.

Nonsense has ended. Lets start.

Adding a sentence. Do not because of the text associate some peoples features together with mine. Im not as good as them.