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我写的双语小说《好运的代价》Ther Cost of Fortune这一切，实在太巧了——巧得像老早有人为他量身定制好了一只圈套，等着他一步步踏进去。他缓缓抬起头，目光直直撞上顾遥的眼睛。那双眼睛里藏着什么，他说不清，但直觉告诉他，这绝不是什么简单的偶遇。游戏，确实已经开始启动了；可赌注，恐怕远不止他口袋里那薄薄的六百块钞票。要是没有这场相遇，要是他没有走进这家店，要是顾遥没有恰好坐在那里——他会错过多少？他不敢想。This was all far too coincidental—so much so that it felt like a trap meticulously laid for him, waiting for him to stumble into it, one deliberate step after another. Slowly, he raised his head, his gaze locking firmly with Gu Yao’s eyes. What lurked within those eyes, he could not decipher; yet instinct murmured that this was no accident. The game had indeed begun—but the stakes, he suspected, ran far deeper than the meager wad of six hundred yuan tucked away in his pocket. Had it not been for this encounter—had he never stepped into this shop, had Gu Yao not chanced to be seated there—what might he have missed? He dared not dwell on the thought.
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