Artifitial Anger

暖呼呼的洞穴，墙壁上挂着没有完全腐蚀的鱼刺和塑料垃圾。老鼠们依偎着取暖，窸窸窣窣。

孤独的人为什么值得活着？空气弥漫着伯爵奶茶的香气，舒适的让人无法思考。这太令人沮丧了，不能再卡在这儿，已经是第828次，活着毕竟没什么大不了。

老鼠们站的站，坐的坐，掌声雷动，哗哗哗。

这一次终于没有醒来。

A balmy cave. Half-rotten mackerel and remains of what appeared to be Coke cans dangle on the damp walls. The rats huddled together for warmth, rustling softly.

Why do lonely people deserve to live? The air was thick with the scent of Earl Grey milk tea — so comforting that it paralyzed the mind. This was all too frustrating. Can’t be stuck here again. It was the 828th time.

After all, being alive wasn’t such a big deal.

The rats stood, or sat, as they pleased. Applause thundered — clap, clap, clap.

Finally, this time, didn’t wake up.
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