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城市被灰色的雾霾笼罩着,天色阴沉。阿拓匆匆起床,心里有说不出的烦躁。洗漱完毕,他拿起刚刚洗干净的口罩用吹风机仔细吹干,然后戴在脸上,只把双眼露在外面。来到公司楼下,阿拓挤进了狭小且不通风的电梯。电梯里人很多,却没有人说话,阿拓紧紧盯着不断跳跃的楼层数字,似乎早已习惯了这样的沉闷。走进办公室,阿拓摘下口罩,向看见的每一位同事
The city was covered with gray haze, gloomy weather. Add a hurry to get up, my heart can not tell irritability. Wash finished, he picked up the just-washed mask with a hair dryer carefully dried, and then worn on the face, only exposed his eyes outside. Came down to the company, Alto squeezed into the narrow and not ventilated elevator. A lot of people in the elevator, but no one spoke, Alto firmly staring at the constantly jumping floor numbers, seems to have been accustomed to such a boring. Into the office, Alto took masks, to see every colleague