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... m clock, like a harbinger of death, forcibly tore Li Ang from his dreamland.
With his eyes closed, he fumbled for his cellphone by the pillow.
"Snap!"
The sound of the cellphone crashing to the floor completely woke him up.
"Damn it! Are screens so easily broken these days?"
Li Ang squinted at the 6:50 on the screen and the web of cracks, lamenting the loss of another 9.99.
Today is Monday, a date even dogs would shake their heads at.
Li An ...
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