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When the lanterns of symbiotic life first came on, the sky over Tianjin City was lit up by fireworks from time to time. The smell of gunpowder smoke from various firecrackers, accompanied by the laughter of children playing outside, seeped through the cracks in the door into this small windowless room, forming a hazy cloud like mist of tears. Jiang Luzhi looked at the young man who gradually went from panic to shouting loudly after waking up. From the first step of pacing at the door, talking to himself to comfort himself, to the end, when the sky darkened little by little, and only a ray of pale light from the fireworks blooming occasionally shone through the crack of the door, the young man He was leaning slumped against the door, with despair on his face, and the untimely but clear hungry growls fell in Jiang Luzhi's ears, bringing a familiar sense of sadness, as if Jiang Luzhi had returned to the days when he suffered from hunger while begging on the streets.
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