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2、to him, a good living ...

  •   In the evening, ln the middlen of the night.
      A man holding a glass of water, sitting quietly in a chair, dull eyes, dripping a whiff of desperation. the erratic eyes, he finally found a direction looked for a moment, and confused away.
      He stared at the water and looked for a long time, finally took asip. suddenly a gust of wind blowing over, closed his eyes,be fore he left, he laughed, he seemed very happy, very happy...
      The next day, in the morning
      A woman, like crazy, took a male\'s paper, heartbroken at hand, with beautiful words written on the paper“please, make mylife”
      A few simple words already let that woman burst into taurs, especially“pleas you”2words, l broke her heart, but it makes her more determined to be alive,for myself, but also for her...

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