My roommate is on a business trip. I have been alone in the house as if it was the seventh day.

No one spoke, the last time we chatted was the voice in the group,

In this case, I didn’t have much sand sculpture inspiration, and I wrote that it was completely overdrawn at ten o’clock yesterday.

I couldn’t squeeze anything out of my mind. I sat for two points and felt that I couldn’t write Tang Bing's plot at all.

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