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Lei Fuhu paced back and forth in the office like a trapped animal, and finally walked to the window. He held the window edge with his hands and took a deep breath, trying to calm down his emotions. The scenery outside the window was extremely solemn. The rows of thick metasequoia trees had become dry and naked in the late autumn wind, and the ground was covered with dense dead leaves. In fact, Lei Fuhu had already witnessed the ten years of decline and prosperity of the drainage fir tree from the same window. This window belonging to the office of the director of the County Health Bureau gave him a unique perspective. In the past, when he stood in front of the window, he didn't seem to care about the withered trees. The thought that arose spontaneously was that he would stand permanently in his own one-third of an acre of land like those tall and tall trees. But Lei Fuhu felt a little depressed today. He thought that when these trees turn green again, it might be another person standing in front of the window looking at the scenery.
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