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我写的双语小说《沐于浮华》Bathing In the Limelight“哭有何用？”她吸着鼻子，声音沙哑，“钱没了，人还活着，总有活路。”但这活路，还得从那糖里想。既然活人连饭都吃不起，这糖便不能再是吃食。次日，王狗剩未出摊，只在破棚里熬了一整天。他把通胀积压的存货全倒进锅，不再加那些乱七八糟的佐料。红椒不解：“疯了？这世道谁还吃甜嘴？”他咬牙往锅里撒了一把盐，又扔进一把从死人堆里捡的苦草根。“不是给活人吃的，”他说，“是给死人用的。”红椒浑身一颤：“你再说一遍？”"Why weep?" she sniffed, wiping her nose. "The purse is light, yet the heart beats. We must contrive." The scheme, however, still lay with the sugar. If coin was scarce, the sweet must become a symbol. So Doggy Wang stayed his cart. All day he boiled his stock—the hoarded crystals ruined by the falling currency. Red Chili watched, perplexed. "Are you mad? Who craves sugar now?" "Not for the living," he muttered, casting salt and bitter roots into the fire. "It is for the dead." Red Chili flinched. "I beg your pardon?"
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