On a certain day of a certain month in 2009, the news media in N city published this news: Yesterday, a middle-aged man in our city committed suicide and jumped from the roof of a building next to the south square of the train station, killing a passing young girl on the spot. The person who jumped from the building was seriously injured and is now receiving treatment at our central hospital.
It was as if I was walking through a long, dark, and silent passage, and the pressure from all sides surged toward me. I seemed to see a bright spot in front of me. I pushed hard towards the light and finally got rid of the darkness and ushered in the light. I wanted to laugh out loud, but all I heard was a baby crying.
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