The Lost Man (qianzhong Douban High-scoring Original Work·in a Foreign Land)
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If you are working, remember that because you have a double chin, don't lower your head when encountering any difficulties. Many nights, there was only me and my other self in the room, and we were silent to each other. In the silence, apart from daily necessities, there are only some memories. However, I think that if we grab something other than firewood, rice, oil and salt, we will all be exhausted. So, they ran into my silence, Qiunatong, Zhiziluo, Beiji Village, Shaxi, Tsinghua Ximen Shuimo Village, Jueping, Aden, Shuhe, Wuzhen; Lhasa, Hangzhou, Urumqi, Beijing, Chengdu, Xi'an, Kunming; Dali, Phoenix, Shaoxing, Yangshuo. Hanoi, Hoi An, Dalat, Saigon, Angkor Siem Reap, Pakse... Those places, they are there. I passed by them carrying the wine bottle, and my memories turned into memories of wine. Wine is the only loyal self.
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