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The cold rain pricked his face like needles. Duan Qingyun took a sip of turbid water and coughed violently. My consciousness seemed to be lifted from the deep sea, heavy and blurry. He remembered that he had just submitted the code for a million-level project and was about to lie down on his desk to catch up on his sleep. The time on the screen was still stuck at 3:17 in the morning. But now, he was huddled in a musty straw pile, soaked to the skin, and his teeth were chattering with the cold. "Where is this?" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.