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    Chasing Sunset

    Every day at 4:30 in the afternoon, I wait for someone in the studio on the 20th floor of the Sunshine Building. His name is Shen Xiaoliang. At this point in time, the day’s work is coming to an end, and the night is about to roll out, which is the most suitable time to wait. While I waited for his arrival, I would sit in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of my studio, looking down. Looking at the ground from the high-rise building, you can clearly see the color of their clothes, recognize their body movements, and hear the noise of cars and horses. It seems that even their…

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