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我写的双语小说《好运的代价》The Cost of Fortune陈伟凝视着掌心里那几枚蓝色塑料片——它们是他所失与所剩的象征——然后抬起目光，迎上顾遥深不见底的凝视。一百八十元的学费。一堂关于信息、人性与概率的浓缩课程。恐惧在他心中涌动，但更强烈的，是一种被点燃的、冰冷的兴奋。他知道，从他跨过这个房间门槛的那一刻起，那条笔直的人生路径就已经分岔。而现在，他正站在十字路口。Chen Wei gazed down at the blue plastic chips in his palm—emblems of what he had lost and what remained—then lifted his eyes to meet Gu Yao's fathomless gaze. One hundred and eighty yuan in tuition. A concentrated lesson on information, human nature, and probability. Fear stirred within him, but stronger still, a cold, kindled excitement. He knew that from the moment he had crossed the threshold of this room, the straight path of his life had diverged. And now, he stood at the crossroads.
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