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one

Some people say that loneliness is a kind of happiness.

If that's the case, then I think I can always be happy.

Nancy and Dai Dai quarreled again, this time very fiercely. In fact, they have often quarreled since primary school, but they have never quarreled so much. Dai Dai also threw things at Nancy.

At that time, I just wanted to leave this place quickly, so when I saw Nancy turn away, I followed her and Dai Dai gave me a hard look.

As soon as I got back to the classroom, Teacher Zhang called me into the office. As soon as she saw me, she waved a form that gave me a headache and said, "Chen Liang, which crew are you going to?"

It is strange to her that it is not up to me to decide which actor to assign.

According to the school's practice, every junior director must shoot his own works before the New Year, usually short films, and then show them to the whole school in the lecture hall before the holiday.

When filling in the group, I naturally filled in Nancy's three groups. But a week ago, Mrs. Zhang asked me to go to the office, handed me the form and asked me to modify the group. I asked why, and she said Nancy came to see her, saying that there were too many people in her group and asked me to quit.

In fact, I was a little angry, not because Nancy asked me to quit, but because she insisted on going through the teacher when she could have told me herself, which made me almost cry in front of Teacher Zhang.

Nancy smiled apologetically and explained, "Gee, I just think it's condescending to put you in our group as a sitting audience or say something." With that, he blinked at Dai Dai.

Dai Dai also echoed with a smile and said, "That's right. However, you can ask Xing Feng if he is willing to take you in. "

Nancy patted it and said reproachfully, "Hey, you know it's impossible. Why let her touch that nail? "

When Mrs. Zhang saw that I had been silent for a long time, she suddenly waved the form in front of me and said discontentedly, "I asked you, which group?"

I don't know. I said with my head down.

"You don't want to be a group like that, do you?" She frowned and then spread out. "By the way, if not, I will help you ask him ..."

"no!" I refused and found myself rude. Some quickly added: "No, it doesn't matter, teacher."

"Well, you go back first, but you have to give me an answer in class this afternoon." As she spoke, she put the form back on the next pile of forms. Strangely, this is exactly the same document, but it seems so out of date.

Coming out of Mrs. Zhang's office, the restaurant was crowded with people. I usually eat alone. At the beginning, I always occupied a table by myself, and there were always several people standing next to me, which not only caused trouble to others, but also made me stand out. Later, I learned to be smart. I always take a book and sit in my seat far before lunch time, so that I can often eat it before the lunch rush hour and leave.

But today, I walked around with a plate and couldn't find a seat, so I went out the back door of the restaurant. There is a large grassland not far away, but most of it is weeds, and few people come here. I found a place that is a bit like a hillside protruding, sat down to eat, and wanted to make a film.

"You took my place." A voice suddenly sounded behind me.

I quickly stood up, said sorry while tidying up, and looked up and saw Feng Xing standing there.

"Oh, it's you." He gave me a look and said coldly, then spared me and sat down beside me. Although he ignored me, he didn't mean to kick me out. Actually, I can't wait for him to kick me out. I want to leave by myself, but I think it's impolite. Reluctantly, I sat down and moved to the far end from him.

He didn't care, just bowed his head and ate his meal. We didn't say a word until we finished eating. I've been racking my brains to find a reason to leave, but even if there is, I really can't say it.

"Hey, come with me." He suddenly said.

"What?" I was so scared that I almost dropped the tableware.

"The crew, haven't you decided yet?"

No ... but you can't say it.

"That's it. I'll tell Teacher Zhang in class this afternoon." After he finished, he stood up to leave.

No way! "That ..." I also stood up to catch up with him, but I still couldn't say a word.

"Just don't hold me back. If you want to thank me, the next lunch is on you. " He smiled at me and left with a plate.

two

Feng Xing ... smiled? I'm a little unbelievable.

There are not many people like Feng Xing in life, but it is not uncommon. According to my observation, almost every class has one on average. He seldom talks, likes to wear black clothes, always sits in the last row of the classroom, and always has two inferior headphones in his ears. When he passed by, he could vaguely hear the loud rock sound coming from the headphones.

If you want to find someone in the class who is less popular than me, it's probably Feng Xing.

So being with Feng Xing always makes me feel arranged, just like the rest of the things are piled together. Old rubber balls are still rubber balls, old gloves are still gloves, but if you put them into the box, people will only see "glove box" on the box.

When two clowns are put together, it is called a circus. The snickering of onlookers will turn into cheers from the audience. That's why I don't want to consider putting Feng Xing on my team.

I know that in many people's eyes, Feng Xing and I are similar, both living alone, but even if we are lonely, we are different. Just like a person with a fever has a hot forehead, some people have a cold, some people have an inflamed wound, and some people stick a hot water bottle on their forehead for more than ten minutes.

Feng Xing is like the kind of person who sticks a hot water bottle to his face. He has a cold face all the time, and he loves to ignore anyone who talks to him. I remember when he introduced himself, he stood up and said only one sentence: "I hope you all stay away from me."

But the star wind is different from me. Everything will change as long as he is willing to take the hot water bottle off his head. I know many girls like Feng Xing. Nancy invited him to join her group before, but he simply refused. Even I, who has no affection for him at all, was flattered by his accidental smile.

I have never really hated those who are indifferent to me, those who hurt me with all kinds of indifference. But I really, really hate Feng Xing. I don't hate it so much as I can't understand it. For me, I really can't understand why I don't want to make a little effort when I can change the whole world with one small step.

The only thing I know for sure is that Feng Xing enjoys it. He fully enjoys this carefully woven lonely atmosphere, just like Okumo lying on the Internet. I can never understand this feeling and I don't want to understand it.

So, we are the farthest people.

In teacher Zhang's class this afternoon, I hope she will forget about grouping, or forget me altogether. Because no matter how she asks me how to answer, she will feel ashamed under the gaze of so many pairs of eyes.

But teacher Zhang obviously can't forget it. In the middle of the class, she suddenly asked, "Chen Liang, have you decided who to be with?" The focus of her eyes has suddenly shifted to me.

My reaction is to lower my head quickly. I'm thinking, what should I do if Feng Xing comes forward at this time? I must be embarrassed to refuse him. Then what should I do? In private ... to the teacher? Like Nancy.

"Chen Liang joined our group." I looked up in surprise and it was Nancy who spoke.

I turned my grateful eyes to Nancy, only to find that she was looking at Dai Dai proudly.

"That Chen Liang, ok?" Mrs. Zhang looked at me seriously, and I was a little afraid to face her eyes. But if I turn away, will Feng Xing look at me with the same eyes? And that, I dare not face it.

"Very good." I looked into Mrs Zhang's eyes and nodded.

Teacher Zhang went on talking about her class. I couldn't help secretly looking back at Feng Xing and found him sleeping there, not looking at me at all.

three

I remember in the fourth grade of primary school, at the holiday party after the final exam, the teacher told us children with higher seats to stand in a row on the podium and say their friends' names loudly one by one.

At that time, I was with Nancy and Dai Dai every day. I think Nancy's name or Dai Dai, or both. While I was thinking like this, I suddenly heard Nancy shout out Dai Dai's name. Almost immediately, Dai Dai happily said Nancy's name.

When it was my turn, I faltered for a long time and said nothing.

At this moment, Nancy quickly ran to my side and said, "Dai Dai, isn't Chen Liang's best friend you?"? You are so stupid. "

Dai Li also took Nancy's arm and said, "It's you, Nancy. Didn't you go to cram school together at the weekend? "

"Then you ate together in the street last time."

……

They were right in front of me, smiling and pushing around, chatting so happily. I could only stand by and watch, but I didn't speak.

That's because they speak too fast. I didn't know what to say at the moment. If I had more time, I might come up with an answer that would let me escape punishment. I can.

I thought that in a few days, everyone would forget about it, even the students in the nearby class knew about it. A person walking in the corridor can often hear the voice behind him: "Chen Liang, I heard that she has no friends."

"Really, what a pity."

"I also heard that ..."

In fact, now that I think about it, this is really something that primary school students care about. Only children are naive to care about how many friends they have and how many friends others have. There is nothing strange about having no friends, and there is nothing shameful about being alone. There are even many people like Feng Xing who take being alone as a very proud thing. If you really follow the person next to you, it will greatly reduce his effect of pretending to be cool.

Although I think so, I don't know why, whenever I walk somewhere alone, those voices often sound without warning. Different from children's voices, but still with children's voices, from all directions, over and over again, to my ears, skipping with me.

I had enough time to think about the answer, but I didn't come up with it. I know, for such a long time, everyone must have forgotten. I think this is actually boring and meaningless. But I have always stubbornly believed that as long as I come up with that answer, some things can be changed, at least those voices can probably disappear.

"What is this?" Xingfeng frowned and looked at the bag that I reached out to block in front of him.

"Sushi, steamed bread, pie, seaweed rice, coke and ice cream." I put everything in a bag on the grass. "I didn't know what you like to eat, so I bought a little."

"I mean, what are you doing with these?"

"I remember you said you wanted me to invite you to dinner."

"Oh, no, anyway ..." He turned to go.

"Does that still count now?" I gritted my teeth and looked up at his puzzled eyes. "If I invite you to dinner, I can join you. Is this still counted? "

Unexpectedly, I quit Nancy's group after only three days.

I was assigned to dubbing, and Nancy and them made rapid progress, and almost every clip of the film was accompanied by a paragraph. Yesterday afternoon in the dubbing room, I made a few mistakes, which made everyone feel bad.

"Why doesn't he remember you ..."

"He lost his memory ... amnesia?"

"Why do you repeat it, and it's so loud?" The boy who spoke with me was shocked and said to me grumpily.

I quickly apologized and explained, "I'm sorry, I don't remember amnesia ..."

It's so tacky ...

"Can't I change it?" Nancy, who was sitting in the back, stood up, looked down at me and said, "I changed the whole script." What you wrote before was so boring that it was much more interesting, wasn't it? "She looked at the two girls next to her, and they nodded quickly.

"But this is a very calm story, and the plain way can give people a feeling of peace. I don't think we should ... "I bit my lip subconsciously, and" disgusting things "almost blurted out, saying that it would hurt people.

"Then what do you want? Tell me. " Dai Li, who was silent for several days, suddenly spoke.

"Yes, Chen Liang, what are you dissatisfied with?" Nancy took a pleased look at Dai Dai and squatted down in front of me with some injustice in her eyes.

"I ..." I can't say it, and I can't say it. I sat there stiffly, and the people next to me looked at me with unexpected eyes. I don't know whether they are waiting for me to talk or cry. Is it like this again ... "I won't do it." I smiled when I said this, picked up my schoolbag and walked out.

Here we go again. I am unreasonable, I am rude, I don't respect other people's ideas, I don't care about other people's feelings.

Abandoned ... me again.

After being scolded by Mrs. Zhang, I decided to go to Xingfeng to apologize for last time. Let's put aside some unnecessary persistence. It is no joke to finish the work before the new year, and it will also involve credit problems.

In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if Feng Xing turned me down at that time. But Feng Xing didn't. He didn't even say a few ugly words to embarrass me as I thought.

One afternoon a week later, Xing Feng and I were sitting by the sea. I asked Xing Feng carefully, "Do you think I was cheeky when I asked you that day?"

"yes."

"Then why don't you refuse me?"

It seems that he originally wanted to make me angry, but he didn't expect me to answer like this, so he paused, thought for a long time and put on an indifferent expression and said, "There is no other reason, I really need a person, and I can't handle many troublesome things myself. Besides, "he turned his head to one side and said in a low voice," I thought at that time that if you didn't agree, you would cry. "

He seemed embarrassed, coughed a few times and asked, "but why not do it?" Don't you dislike my side? "

"I don't dislike it." I shook my head and whispered, "I don't dislike it."

"Please be confident when you lie," he glared at me helplessly, "so that I can save face when I pretend to be cheated."

"I didn't mean to look down, really." I looked him in the eye seriously and said.

"all right." He quickly looked away, but he still looked embarrassed. "Then I asked you why you didn't agree."

"I ..." I can't say, but I can't find any other excuse at the moment, so I can only find a decent excuse: "I wrote that script, Nancy and her, so I can't bear to part with it ..."

"Oh." He probably believed it, but his expression gradually became confused. "But in that case, you should be the director, right? How can you just be a voice? "

"But if I were a director." I paused, thought about whether to say it or not, but smiled and said, "Who wants to follow me? It must be me. There was no audience to sit on, no camera, and even the actors could not be found, so they were given to Nancy. Now that the script has been changed by 80%, I always find it unacceptable. It was originally reserved for the script, but it is meaningless to keep it now. "

"You left without arguing with them?"

"Even if the result of the argument will not change, it will only make others feel that I have no patience and then hate me. It is better to leave like this and leave a good impression on everyone. "

"Then you think you'll leave a good impression by running out like this?" Xing Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at me.

"It seems that there is no such thing." As if suddenly enlighted, I looked up and smiled at Feng Xing.

Actually, it's all the same Whatever I do, the result is the same.

four

Because it is a two-person crew, all the work needs to be done by the two of us, so I have long been ready to keep myself busy. But in fact, I am very idle, even more than just dubbing in Nancy's group. Feng Xing looks more relaxed than me, so she closes her eyes in class every day. Then he told me before noon that it took him three hours to finally figure out what to eat for lunch.

A week passed, and continuous shooting told us nothing. The most speechless thing is that when I asked Feng Xing, he actually said he didn't know.

All my work these days, except buying lunch for Feng Xing, is to find inspiration with Feng Xing, no, to find inspiration with Feng Xing.

We spend a lot of time sitting by the sea or on the hillside behind the school. When Xingfeng puts on a thoughtful expression, I will keep repeating "He is so naive, he is so naive, he is so naive, he is so naive …" in my mind.

Although I think so, I am actually very happy. At least two people won't feel embarrassed to do such childish things. People passing by may think that we are lovers ... lovers? People like me ... it seems that I am naive.

Sometimes, I think Feng Xing is not thinking at all. He is just immersed in this quiet and lonely feeling, stuck in his own world and never coming out. Every day, in order to go back early, I pray that Xingfengneng will shout "I got it!" " Then jump up with a smile, even if it scares me. But there seems to be something wrong with the way I fantasize. These actions are probably not what a person of Feng Xing's character would do.

At noon that day, everyone in the classroom left, and Feng Xing leaned against the table with his eyes half closed. I went to wake him up, and he suddenly opened his eyes and said, "I see."

"I know." I said, "What do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat ...no." He gave me a look and said, "This is the name of the movie."

"What?" I looked at him with some expectation.

"Lonely people."

"What?" I didn't seem to hear it. I was silent for a while and asked again.

"Lonely people. If the number is not enough, you can play, just keep it simple ... "I don't recognize whether he is serious or excited, only that he has been talking.

But I didn't hear anything.

"Star wind."

"The camera is over there ..."

"Star wind."

"Huh?" He stopped talking and looked up at me.

"I'm sorry." I looked him in the eye and whispered.

"What do you mean ..." Xingfeng's eyes were a little flustered.

"I'm sorry." I bent down and bowed to him, turned and walked out of the classroom, and when my left foot stepped out of the classroom, tears flowed out.

When physical education class was resting, I ran to Nancy and said I wanted to talk to her. Nancy looked in a good mood, nodded and came outside the gym with me.

I'm trying to figure out how to say this. After what happened last time, Nancy won't agree to let me join them again, even if she ignores me.

"Nancy ..."

"I thought of the last thing. You will be angry because you are not satisfied with our dubbing? " When she saw me prevaricating, she simply spoke first.

"This is not ..."

"It's also my fault. How can I let you dub? " Nancy took my hand. "Be an actor for us, just be a supporting role, okay?"

"eh." I'm a little scared by Nancy's friendliness. My nose is sour and I don't know what to say. "Thank you."

"Then you can play with ghosts."

"What?"

"Ghost." She playfully spat out her tongue, raised her hands and made a ghost gesture.

"How can there be ..." I was at a loss.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." She patted her on the head. "Your play Mrs. Zhang said it was disgusting, so I adapted it into a ghost story."

"Really?" I smiled and said nothing.

After watching Nancy walk into the gym, I looked back, as if I felt something, and saw Xing Feng standing not far away, looking at me coldly.

five

18 birthday, received two identical crystal bracelets.

Nancy and I were always deskmates in high school. On 18' s birthday, I told Nancy that it was my birthday and my mother wanted her to come to my house for dinner. Nancy gave me a strange look and said, "There is a celebration of the class sports meeting today. Everyone will go to the monitor's house for dinner after school. Why didn't the monitor invite you? "

I said no, and Nancy suddenly realized, and then said, "Sorry, I can't go." I said it doesn't matter. Nancy looked at me, thought for a moment and said, "Then this is a gift for you." I took a bracelet from my wrist and handed it to me. I know she bought it last weekend. I like it. I immediately nodded and said thank you, and put it on my wrist carefully.

I was just about to pack up after school in the afternoon when suddenly a hand grabbed my arm, pulled me up and ran out. I was shocked and looked up at the handsome guy sitting in the last row when I found him. We ran for a while and stopped at the corner of the stairs.

"Well, here you are." He broke my hand and stuffed something in it.

I slowly spread out my palm and paused. This is the same as the bracelet Nancy gave me. "Well, thank you." I blushed and didn't know what to say.

"Nancy gave this to you, didn't she?" He was silent for a while and suddenly said.

"What? Oh, it's ... "

He turned his head and looked at me angrily. "I bought it when I saw Nancy wearing it. It took me a long time to find the same one. I didn't expect to give it away. "

"Well ..."

"Don't get me wrong, I gave it to you, just don't want to wear the same thing as you." He said that and turned away.

"Oh." I nodded and put the bracelet on my other hand.

Nancy borrowed a venue from the owner of a hotel near her dormitory to shoot. The business of the hotel is very deserted. The boss heard that he was going to shoot a film here, and thought it would bring publicity to his shop, so he was happy to lend us the venue.

I was asked by Nancy to shoot in the hotel in the early morning of the weekend, and she also asked me to bring white sheets on the phone. Arriving here, the innkeeper greeted me at the door with a smile. I suddenly felt sorry for him. I wonder what his face will be when he learns that Nancy's family is shooting a ghost film here.

When she saw Nancy, she was standing astride the stairs and proudly said, "Look, I found a wonderful place. This shop is small and shabby, and there are cobwebs everywhere. "

"Shh, keep your voice down." Dai Dai quickly covered Nancy's mouth and looked nervously downstairs.

The shooting scene was chosen in the corridor on the third floor of the hotel. Because there are few people in this shop, even if a few people come occasionally, they only live on the second floor, so the whole third floor is empty and no one will bother us.

"Chen Liang, the script may not be printed enough. Shall I print another copy for you or simply tell you your role? You have no lines and the play is simple. " Dai Dai boasted the script in her hand to me.

"That won't do, just tell me." I smiled and waved. In fact, I just don't want to see the script that has been changed beyond recognition, and I don't want to read a word.

After listening to Dai Li's "detailed" speech, I fully understood. All my scenes are hidden in a room by the corridor. When the protagonist came up to me along the corridor, I came out with the sheets.

I thought it was a good thing that I didn't spend money to print the script, because there were only about two lines about me.

But in this case, it is estimated that it will be finished in less than half an hour and go back to sleep. That's great. I went to Nancy with great expectation and asked her if she could take a picture before going back. Nancy frowned and said, "But in order, your play is at the end."

"Please Nancy, anyway, you have to cut it off in the end. It's the same all day long ... "

"How can it be the same!" She seemed very angry, but then she calmed down and said to me, "Well, it's almost noon now. It's too bright. Can I film your part when it is a little dark in the afternoon? "

"Well, thank you." I thought Nancy had a point, so I nodded in agreement.

It seems that the heroine invited by the art department didn't recite the lines well at all, and kept NG, watching them over and over again, making my head dizzy. I guess Nancy is angry. It's getting dark, so I dare not mention that good thing to her.

Too many people in the cast is not a good thing. It's hard for everyone to concentrate on one thing or another. And it's noisy. It's hard to be quiet.

My mind has been in a daze, and I almost fell asleep several times, but I quarreled again. So I took advantage of the privilege of playing with ghosts and told Dai Li that I wanted to get familiar with it first, so I'm going to hide in that room now and call me when I'm photographed. When I closed the door of the room, everything was quiet. I sat on the ground with a sigh of relief, put my schoolbag behind me and began to be lazy.

I just wanted to take a nap, but when I opened my eyes, I found it was dark all around. My hand groped for a long time on the wall, found the switch, and pressed it several times, but the light still didn't work. Probably because these rooms have not been used for a long time, and no one has changed the light bulbs when they are broken. I took out my mobile phone from my bag and found it was almost 12 o'clock.

I opened the door carefully, and the corridor was dark. Nancy and they seem to have gone back.

"hello?" I heard my voice trembling with tears. It suddenly occurred to me that this hotel only does business such as eating or stopping for a long time because of its poor business. At night/kloc-it closes after 0/0, and even the boss will lock the door and leave. I covered my ears tightly, afraid to hear an answer.

There is no point in walking in the dark. The door below is locked and I can't get out. If I walk in the dark, I don't know what I will meet halfway ... My heart tightens, and I grab the sheets next to me and wrap myself tightly. Afraid, I'm so scared ... I desperately told myself that it would be fine in a few hours, just one night, and it would be fine in the past.

Although I couldn't see anything anyway, I covered my eyes with a sheet. Maybe the more I run away, the more timid I become. I was afraid to leave the room just now, but now I'm hiding in the sheets, and I dare not even leave this cloth again.

I'm afraid of the dark. I have been afraid of the dark since I was a child. Nancy knows this.

I huddled myself up and sat for a long time, but it didn't take long, but it felt like a long time. There is often a rustling sound in my ears. I bit my lower lip hard to stop myself from making any noise, but the quieter I was, the clearer those sounds became. I want to close my eyes in fear, but I know that once I close my eyes, I dare not open them again, for fear that those horrible things in my mind really appear in front of me.

The phone suddenly rang strangely, and my body twitched like an electric shock. I left my mobile phone like a reflex, but the bell kept ringing, which was particularly scary in the silent night. I reached out and picked up the phone with trembling hands, moved it to my ear with trembling hands and pressed the call button.

"Hello." I think my voice is worse than ghosts.

"It's me." It's the sound of the star wind. As if suddenly relieved, the stiff body suddenly collapsed, and the tears that did not fall were also shed at this moment.

"You left your meal card on my desk that day, and I forgot to take it away. I'll pay you back some time, and then ... are you listening ... hey, what's wrong with you? "

I cried louder and louder, and finally I cried out in disgrace to my mobile phone: "Would you please not hang up?" . I will continue to invite you to dinner tomorrow. I will invite you to dinner ... "

"Where are you?"

He listened to my story intermittently with great patience. He was silent for a few seconds and said, "I'll find you."

"No need." I quickly said, "It's almost dawn. Nancy agreed with her boss that he would open the door for them early in the morning ... "The phone hung up over there, and I turned it off a little lonely. I know, Feng Xing just wanted to find an excuse to hang up. Maybe I'm asking too much. I should disturb others like that.

I always do. If others treat me better, I will forget everything and start pushing my luck at once. Today is the same. I know Nancy, they didn't mean to. They just forgot me. But if they can, they really do it on purpose.

It's really ... it doesn't have any sense of existence.

But at this moment, I suddenly felt that I didn't seem so scared.

Almost before I fell asleep, I was awakened by the loud door opening downstairs. It's Nancy, isn't it I'm glad to find that it's dawn.

I picked up my schoolbag and opened the door, when the door was flung open from the outside. I heard a scream, hurriedly lifted the sheets, and saw Xing Fenglian step back and looked at me angrily.

"You scared me to death. What are you doing with a piece of cloth? " He said, looking troubled, reaching out and helping me pull down the sheets. I was about to speak when I heard him say, "What the hell are you doing? Why did you turn off your phone? Your address is ambiguous. Do you know how long I have been looking for it? "

I looked at his angry face and I didn't know why I suddenly smiled. His face suddenly became more gloomy: "Do you think I was scared by you just now? I tell you, I didn't ... "Seeing that I was still smiling, he sighed helplessly and said," Let's go. " Then I went out with my schoolbag.

We met Nancy on the stairs. She was talking and laughing with her boss. I was wondering if I should tell Nancy about last night, but Nancy smiled and waved to Feng Xing as if she didn't see me at all: "Hello, Feng Xing."

Xingfeng also like didn't see her, pulling me quickly down the steps. When I passed Nancy, I found her expression became ugly. As if bewitched by the star wind, I whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry, I quit." When I said this, I felt that Xing Fengxing was a beat behind.

As soon as I left the store, Feng Xing let me go and turned his back on me and said, "I won't change. I will still shoot lonely people, you can join or not. " Then I walked quickly.

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