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本打算睡觉了,顺便翻翻小说稿子,起初以为近2万字的小说,一时半会读不完。可是一读下去,就忘了时间。初秋的夜晚,风在外面呼呼地吹,落叶打旋,敲着窗。眼前的咖啡早已冷却,床在等着我睡眠。“当然,我会死!”一口气读到最后,我听见年轻医生弗拉基米尔·伊万诺维奇·索洛多夫尼科夫从清晨透明的空气中吐出这句话,这个夜晚注定不宁静,和他一样,黑夜中,我不得不静心思考生命和死亡。
The intend to go to bed, by the way to flip the novel manuscript, initially thought that nearly 20000 words of the novel, half past one would not finish reading. But read on, forget the time. In the early autumn night, the wind blew out, the leaves swirled and knocked on the window. The coffee in front of me has already cooled down and the bed is waiting for me to sleep. “Of course, I will die! ” Breath at the end, I heard the young doctor Vladimir Ivanovich Solodovnikov spit out the morning air from the transparent, this Night is doomed to be quiet, like him, night, I had to meditate on life and death.