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Single dorm in the Snake Room, -6F of Millennium Tower, one o’clock in the morning.
Dispirited, Fat Jun went to bed early, but couldn’t sleep with all the thoughts in his mind. He rolled and sat up, taking out his phone and playing a simple game to kill time.
It only made him feel more frustrated, however, and he closed the game, unable to resist the urge to go through his call history to make sure if there was any missed call or messages. There was none.
He couldn’t accept it, and he clicked into the social media app to check his private messages. Outside of a few system notifications and ads, there was nothing.
Fat Jun cast his phone away and rolled around to bury his face in his pillow.
Brother Yang, you’ve gone independent....
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