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On a rainy night in early autumn, the man with half-wet clothes outside the rental house took out the key from his pocket and hurriedly opened the door. He found the cup and made a cup of coffee to warm his body. He gently stirred it and took a sip. He walked to the window with the cup and looked at the heavy rain. He sighed in silence for a while and remembered that he hadn't bought dinner yet. He gently put the cup back on the table, put his clothes back on, put the key in his pocket and silently closed the door. Only the quiet sound of the clock and the sound of rain were left... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.