Yesterday, I went to Punggol Library with no expectations.
Just a simple visit. Just another day.
And then I saw it.
My new book — Thunderstroke 《雷霆一击》 — sitting quietly on the shelf.
No announcement.
No spotlight.
Just there.
Among other books.
Waiting for a reader.
I stood there for a moment longer than I expected to. I didn’t rush. I didn’t take it lightly. Because this moment meant more than seeing my name on a cover....