After working for half a month in a row, one doesn't have to look in the mirror to know that their face is being squeezed by the cold winter wind and the office air conditioning, dry and deflated, exuding a sense of exhaustion from staying up late. I quickly dug out the beautiful winter water I had hoarded for myself to make up for it. I was so busy that on the days when I was flying, I squeezed out a few minutes to tidy myself up and feel refreshed. It was exactly the beautiful life I wanted.
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