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我写的双语小说《好运的代价》The Cost of Fortune脚掌落地的瞬间，他清晰地感受到体内某样东西断裂了。不是他的道德感，也不是理性。而是那条笔直且可预见的人生轨迹——从弄堂口到写字楼，从格子间到结婚证，每一步都如同南京路般规整。从这一刻起，它变成了一张充满随机波动与无限变量的散点图。彻底完蛋了，怎么办？脑海中的声音像老式收音机的杂音，嗡嗡作响。The moment his foot landed, he clearly felt something inside him snap. Not his moral compass. Not his sanity. It was the straight, predictable line of his life — from the alleyway entrance to the office building, from the cubicle to the marriage certificate, every step as orderly as Nanjing Road. From this instant onward, it turned into a scatterplot of random fluctuations and infinite variables. He’s totally screwed now, what the hell is he gonna do?The voice in his head buzzed like static from an old radio.
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