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我写的双语小说《好运的代价》Ther Cost of Fortune房间里只剩下中央空调低沉的嗡鸣，以及林子睿指尖划过玻璃屏幕的细微摩擦声。陈伟强迫自己将视线从顾遥脸上移开，重新落回屏幕。那些数据冰冷而精确，散发着诱人而危险的光泽。他开始在脑海中搭建模型。The room was silent except for the low hum of the central air conditioning and the faint scratch of Lin Zirui's fingertip across the glass screen. Chen Wei forced himself to look away from Gu Yao and back at the monitor. The data—cold, precise—glowed with an alluring yet dangerous sheen. He began building the model in his mind.
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