Li Bin took off his glasses and threw them on the table, feeling frustrated as he read the response email from the editor that he had waited for seven or eight days. He took out a pack of soft white sand from his pocket and lit it with a lighter, taking a few deep drags. He turned on the music, and from the cheap and broken speaker came the poignant lyrics: "A person like me..."
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