Epigenetic
Chapter 47 A Weird Dream
After being interrupted by Jiang Yi, looking back and thinking about Ma Qing's matter, he felt that it was not so close to his eyes, and the shock he received seemed far away.
Taking a bath, eating, Zhu Weixing always acted naturally after returning home, until sitting alone at the table at night, facing the room with only a small lamp turned on, the illusion of being watched by eyes from a shaded corner reappeared, Even turning on the headlights can't get rid of the discomfort and flustered.
The opposite window was pitch black, Jiang Yi hadn't returned yet, the two rooms were superimposed in darkness, Zhu Weixing sat on pins and needles like a light on his back.
The drowsiness in the car disappeared early, unable to read or fall asleep, Zhu Weixing sighed, simply turned off the lights and walked out of the room to the living room.
Grandma went back to her room after eating, and only my brother was sitting and watching TV in the outer room.Seeing his younger brother, Zhu Weichen lost the initial trembling, but if Zhu Weixing took the initiative to get too close, he still showed nervousness.
Zhu Weixing sat down on another stool opposite.
"It's okay, I like to watch this show too." Seeing her brother secretly looking at him and trying to change the channel, Zhu Weixing quickly comforted him, "The singing is very nice."
A music variety show was playing on the TV. Zhu Weixing did not expect that his brother would like to watch this show. After watching it for a while, he was sung more relaxed by the colorful stage. Happy songs always make people happy.
Zhu Weichen was very happy when she found a pair of groups appeared, her hands were grasping rhythmically on the table, and a joyful smile appeared on the corners of her mouth.
I wish MSI look at the subtitles on the screen and the name tags on the stars.
OKK?
Girls are called Ouou, boys are called Kaikai.
Zhu Weixing was surprised, isn't this the new idol of Jiao Longlong?Didn't expect my brother to have a crush too?Well, handsome men and beautiful women, pure and lively, and the songs are also catchy, are the orientation of young people.
Zhu Weixing washed two apples, one for each brother.Listening to cheerful music, Zhu Weixing took out his mobile phone and wanted to look at the learning materials in the big class group to divert his attention.
It just so happened that every time I unsubscribed failed, the spam message called Guoba Entertainment came again.I usually feel very unnutritious, but now it is considered a good medicine for recreation.
The headline pushes the news about Yan Jinliang, the crown prince of Qianshan Group.
He and his friends were photographed while eating supper in a restaurant tonight. Such a picture has swept many portals.In the picture, he is wearing trousers and a shirt, with long hands and long legs, sitting in a leisurely posture, leaning on the sofa, resting one hand on the armrest, and propping his head crookedly with the other hand, his legs are spread apart, and he is extremely imposing.
It's a pity that there is no front face, only the back view.
The friend next to him is facing the camera. He also has broad shoulders and long legs. He is young and handsome.What's more eye-catching is that this friend has white skin, white hair, and white clothes, white pants and white shoes, which almost caused the camera to overexpose in the dimly lit hall.
The two sat and ate together, one black and one white, like the extremes of the world.
The pixels of the picture are extremely low, and it is a bit difficult to look at, but it does not hinder the enthusiasm and sharp eyes of the comments.
The words they use to refer to each other, even Zhu Weixing can't quite understand, such as "six young masters", "ghost king", "two people who meet in the same frame once in a thousand years", etc., are quite secondary.Of course, they are more frantically asking where the restaurant is, and if they can’t afford it, they can punch a card at the door to enjoy themselves.
Zhu Weixing's indifferent face slid down, until he saw someone replying to persuade everyone not to go to this restaurant, because it was near the small red city, Zhu Weixing pressed his fingers on the screen and suddenly stopped.
Red Light Town?
He went back and read these comments carefully, hoping to get some useful information from them.
"The news just came out 10 minutes ago? They are eating supper near Hongguang Town now? At midnight?! It's you!"
"I'm not surprised that these two black and white impermanence can control the ghost town of Hongguang. I'm even more surprised that this restaurant has such a hard head and business in the small town of Hongguang? And the netizens or reporters who took this photo are also very human."
"It seems that Gaogu Industry is really going to build the Hongguang Cemetery? Yan Liushao seems to take this project very seriously? He never cared about the business of Wuyuntang before, and this time he went to the land with Miao Lan in person?"
"It's not that I'm a feudal superstition, it's that rich people are superstitious. It's a secret that everyone in the industry knows. Without Wuyuntang to relieve Yan Jinliang's evil spirits, he wouldn't be able to live to 36. Yan Liushao's fate is too fierce. Look at him. It can't be darker, and it seems that dozens of lives are carried in his hands."
"My husband is 34 this year, you are sick, curse him!"
"Is it normal for Yan Jinliang to have a dark temperament? What did his grandfather Baihu do to make a fortune decades ago? Sixth Young Master grew up with his uncle and grandfather, and only returned to the Yan family in his teens."
"There are too many false rumors on the Internet. In fact, the red light is really not evil. The master in my temple said that this is a place of great blessing, with excellent geomantic omen. Before being bumped into by ignorant people, there are so many disasters."
"Industry news, Hongguang Cemetery is basically finalized. Within one year after the start of construction, the price of the tombs inside will rise to sky-high prices. If you need it, invest as soon as possible."
"Vote for your mother, don't do business with living people, invest in graves? Which ghost king's business will not be looted by the rich, can it be my turn to wait for the poor?"
"Government land, Gaogu Industrial can win the agent is already a big deal, it is impossible to raise the price randomly, speculation in the cemetery will be struck by lightning."
"I heard from my second aunt's son's classmate, father's teacher, and neighbors that Yan Jinliang went there not to intervene in business but to buy a grave, and it's a double cave, in Hongguang Town."
"What?! For whom? For his parents? Shouldn't my father-in-law and mother-in-law be buried in the Yan family's ancestral grave?"
"Could it be possible for Yan Liushao to buy it for himself? Is he really not going to live past 36?"
"Curse my husband to die!!"
The page was lively, but these messy and endless news were not what Zhu Weixing wanted. After looking at the photos of the two men, Zhu Weixing closed the news.
"Red light...a small town."
Zhu Weixing gently chewed the four words that had appeared around him many times.
Zhu Weixing wanted to search the small town of Red Light, but the TV show came to an end, so he temporarily put away his phone, and went back to the room with Zhu Weichen to sleep.
When he was lying down, the owner of the opposite house had not returned home, Zhu Weixing was not too sleepy, he was a little worried that he would suffer from insomnia tonight, and maybe he would still dream about the strange things he met at night.In the end, he was ready to toss and turn, but he didn't expect to lose consciousness the moment his eyes closed, just like on the Little Wuling.
Sleeping is falling asleep, but it is indeed a dream, a very strange dream.
This time the scene was at night, and it was the same bad weather with heavy wind and rain.Zhu Weixing found himself floating in mid-air as if he had become a thin leaf.He couldn't feel the rain, but he could feel the wind, the coldness, the cold air seemed to blow through his skin and into his stomach, making Zhu Weixing fly all the way and enter a house.
After his vision blurred for a few seconds, Zhu Weixing saw clearly where he landed. He was surprised and familiar. It was the first place he opened his eyes after losing his memory—the ward building of the Central Hospital.
In order to confirm the location, Zhu Weixing tried her best to stick out from the window, and successfully found a few tall and strong phoenix orchids downstairs, which were still strong and tenacious in the stormy wind and rain.
Zhu Weixing is very happy, even if it is a dream, he feels kind to the flowers when he sees them, the more lush and vigorous they are, the more fresh and inspiring he is.If it can be exchanged, Zhu Weixing thought, he would exchange the hibiscus tattoo on his body with these.
Suddenly there was a burst of crying, pulling Zhu Weixing back to his thoughts.He just aroused a little curiosity, and the entire field of vision in the dream diverged and radiated towards the place where the sound came from like a magical wide-angle lens.
Zhu Weixing came to a ward, which was more familiar to him than the building, because he had been lying on the innermost bed for nearly forty days more than two months ago.
Ward 606.
The difference is that the bed that belonged to him in the dream is now empty and there are no patients.The fourth bed is still the old man, he seems to be in good spirits.The third bed was not so lucky. There were several people around the bed, and the crying came from their mouths.
The aunt who fed her the porridge howled the loudest. Zhu Weixing took a while to confirm that she was right. The aunt in the dream lost her plump figure and lost a lot of weight. Her hair was gray, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was extremely emaciated.She didn't know how to drink when others offered her water, she just stared in front of her and wiped her tears, letting the water glass hit an arc on the bedside table, falling to pieces.
Looking at the bed again, who is it but her husband, Old Wei, who is wearing a ventilator?In reality, Wei was admitted to the hospital with a mild cerebral hemorrhage. Zhu Weixing remembered that Wei had completed an operation before he was discharged from the hospital.The doctor also said that he was recovering well, and he was able to get out of bed and walk around, but it turned out like this again in his dream?
Knowing it was a lie, but the three-bed aunt had taken good care of MSI, and when she returned to her old place, she even created such a scene to stab his heart, Zhu MSI felt a little cruel.
When she wanted to quit, or tried to interfere with this tragic dream, Zhu Weixing's jaw almost dropped when she glanced at her.
There was a person standing in an inconspicuous corner beside the aunt.With gray skin, disheveled hair, and a short, stooped figure, he was looking at the crying woman with a half-sluggish, half-sad expression.His face...is it not Old Wei?
Congrats to MSI.
One on the bed, one at the foot of the bed, two old Wei?
Then he looked again, and there was no one in that corner again, just for a moment, as if it was just an illusion in his dream.
Will there be illusions in dreams?
At this time, the old man in the next bed seemed to feel that the atmosphere in the room was too oppressive, so he went to the window and opened a small slit for ventilation.In an instant, a tidal cool breeze poured in.One star at a time, but like blowing hard on the paper, Zhu Weixing was directly blown over, lifted out of the room, and went straight into the air.
Floating quite far away from the ward, Zhu Weixing still has lingering fears.
what?Dreaming of a zombie hospital? !
Floating in a trance, the weightless Zhu Weixing turned from a leaf into a kite again, and was carried by the wind all the way up from the outside of the hospital building.
He looked at the rooms, rows, and layers of people in the building from bottom to top...the bitter, the poor, and the sad. When you are in the hospital, you seem to be able to find the back of all life, that is A series of gray lines connect the sketches of life in black and white.
Just as he was sighing, his eyes came to the top floor of the hospital, but the pixels in the building seemed to turn around, leaping from monochrome imaging to 4K high-definition in an instant.
Light-colored wooden floors, semi-transparent frosted glass doors, double-entry rooms, living room with home appliances, completely different living standards, and a world of difference from downstairs.
Central Hospital's... VIP ward?
Zhu Weixing read the sign hanging in the corridor.
He was surprised, did this place exist in the courtyard?I have lived for so long, why have I never heard of it?Is it a real projection, or an absurd compilation in a dream?
It's a pity that before he could pursue this chaotic question, Zhu Weixing had already flown farther and farther away, and the Central Hospital gradually became a small spot of light in his eyes...
……
Open your eyes again, the sky is bright, the wind has stopped and the rain has stopped, Xia Hejing is bright, another ordinary morning.
Zhu Weixing rubbed her sore shoulders and neck, staring at the alleyway outside the window that had been splashed by rain all night, while vaguely recalling this absurd dream.
He remembers [-]%.
To wish MSI Xuan, I don’t know if it’s the dream of Fu Wei Mengji’s resurrection or the zombie hospital’s blue-faced man, it’s absurd and speechless.
Mentally scoffing, the body is particularly involved in the drama.I wish MSI could sleep with more than 200 bones crumbling. The mattress should be added to the future shopping list together with the new musical instrument.
He raised his head to find a naked half-body, messy head, drowsy eyes and full of impatience standing by the window. He was doing his daily routine in a daze in the morning, relieving his anger from getting up.
Aware of being watched, he immediately flew with two eyes.
In the past, Zhu Weixing would have turned a blind eye, but after the old debts and last night's new debts, Zhu Weixing could no longer completely ignore people.
"Good morning." Zhu Weixing said, although his attitude was as sincere as possible, but it was somewhat business-like.
The little bandit heard it, reached out his hand, and pressed down on something on the window sill.
It turned out to be a plastic fox alarm clock, wagging its tail and bowing, with slanted eyes and a flattering face.The mobile market costs 12 yuan each, and a AA battery is also given away.
"Good morning, my dear master, it is my great honor to serve you. If you have any needs, please let me know. I can satisfy you. I wish you a good heart every day." ~Love~...good morning~my dear..."
Wish MSI "..."
Jiang Yi pinched the fox's tail: "What a nice attitude."
Zhu MSI directly closed the window.
Taking a bath, eating, Zhu Weixing always acted naturally after returning home, until sitting alone at the table at night, facing the room with only a small lamp turned on, the illusion of being watched by eyes from a shaded corner reappeared, Even turning on the headlights can't get rid of the discomfort and flustered.
The opposite window was pitch black, Jiang Yi hadn't returned yet, the two rooms were superimposed in darkness, Zhu Weixing sat on pins and needles like a light on his back.
The drowsiness in the car disappeared early, unable to read or fall asleep, Zhu Weixing sighed, simply turned off the lights and walked out of the room to the living room.
Grandma went back to her room after eating, and only my brother was sitting and watching TV in the outer room.Seeing his younger brother, Zhu Weichen lost the initial trembling, but if Zhu Weixing took the initiative to get too close, he still showed nervousness.
Zhu Weixing sat down on another stool opposite.
"It's okay, I like to watch this show too." Seeing her brother secretly looking at him and trying to change the channel, Zhu Weixing quickly comforted him, "The singing is very nice."
A music variety show was playing on the TV. Zhu Weixing did not expect that his brother would like to watch this show. After watching it for a while, he was sung more relaxed by the colorful stage. Happy songs always make people happy.
Zhu Weichen was very happy when she found a pair of groups appeared, her hands were grasping rhythmically on the table, and a joyful smile appeared on the corners of her mouth.
I wish MSI look at the subtitles on the screen and the name tags on the stars.
OKK?
Girls are called Ouou, boys are called Kaikai.
Zhu Weixing was surprised, isn't this the new idol of Jiao Longlong?Didn't expect my brother to have a crush too?Well, handsome men and beautiful women, pure and lively, and the songs are also catchy, are the orientation of young people.
Zhu Weixing washed two apples, one for each brother.Listening to cheerful music, Zhu Weixing took out his mobile phone and wanted to look at the learning materials in the big class group to divert his attention.
It just so happened that every time I unsubscribed failed, the spam message called Guoba Entertainment came again.I usually feel very unnutritious, but now it is considered a good medicine for recreation.
The headline pushes the news about Yan Jinliang, the crown prince of Qianshan Group.
He and his friends were photographed while eating supper in a restaurant tonight. Such a picture has swept many portals.In the picture, he is wearing trousers and a shirt, with long hands and long legs, sitting in a leisurely posture, leaning on the sofa, resting one hand on the armrest, and propping his head crookedly with the other hand, his legs are spread apart, and he is extremely imposing.
It's a pity that there is no front face, only the back view.
The friend next to him is facing the camera. He also has broad shoulders and long legs. He is young and handsome.What's more eye-catching is that this friend has white skin, white hair, and white clothes, white pants and white shoes, which almost caused the camera to overexpose in the dimly lit hall.
The two sat and ate together, one black and one white, like the extremes of the world.
The pixels of the picture are extremely low, and it is a bit difficult to look at, but it does not hinder the enthusiasm and sharp eyes of the comments.
The words they use to refer to each other, even Zhu Weixing can't quite understand, such as "six young masters", "ghost king", "two people who meet in the same frame once in a thousand years", etc., are quite secondary.Of course, they are more frantically asking where the restaurant is, and if they can’t afford it, they can punch a card at the door to enjoy themselves.
Zhu Weixing's indifferent face slid down, until he saw someone replying to persuade everyone not to go to this restaurant, because it was near the small red city, Zhu Weixing pressed his fingers on the screen and suddenly stopped.
Red Light Town?
He went back and read these comments carefully, hoping to get some useful information from them.
"The news just came out 10 minutes ago? They are eating supper near Hongguang Town now? At midnight?! It's you!"
"I'm not surprised that these two black and white impermanence can control the ghost town of Hongguang. I'm even more surprised that this restaurant has such a hard head and business in the small town of Hongguang? And the netizens or reporters who took this photo are also very human."
"It seems that Gaogu Industry is really going to build the Hongguang Cemetery? Yan Liushao seems to take this project very seriously? He never cared about the business of Wuyuntang before, and this time he went to the land with Miao Lan in person?"
"It's not that I'm a feudal superstition, it's that rich people are superstitious. It's a secret that everyone in the industry knows. Without Wuyuntang to relieve Yan Jinliang's evil spirits, he wouldn't be able to live to 36. Yan Liushao's fate is too fierce. Look at him. It can't be darker, and it seems that dozens of lives are carried in his hands."
"My husband is 34 this year, you are sick, curse him!"
"Is it normal for Yan Jinliang to have a dark temperament? What did his grandfather Baihu do to make a fortune decades ago? Sixth Young Master grew up with his uncle and grandfather, and only returned to the Yan family in his teens."
"There are too many false rumors on the Internet. In fact, the red light is really not evil. The master in my temple said that this is a place of great blessing, with excellent geomantic omen. Before being bumped into by ignorant people, there are so many disasters."
"Industry news, Hongguang Cemetery is basically finalized. Within one year after the start of construction, the price of the tombs inside will rise to sky-high prices. If you need it, invest as soon as possible."
"Vote for your mother, don't do business with living people, invest in graves? Which ghost king's business will not be looted by the rich, can it be my turn to wait for the poor?"
"Government land, Gaogu Industrial can win the agent is already a big deal, it is impossible to raise the price randomly, speculation in the cemetery will be struck by lightning."
"I heard from my second aunt's son's classmate, father's teacher, and neighbors that Yan Jinliang went there not to intervene in business but to buy a grave, and it's a double cave, in Hongguang Town."
"What?! For whom? For his parents? Shouldn't my father-in-law and mother-in-law be buried in the Yan family's ancestral grave?"
"Could it be possible for Yan Liushao to buy it for himself? Is he really not going to live past 36?"
"Curse my husband to die!!"
The page was lively, but these messy and endless news were not what Zhu Weixing wanted. After looking at the photos of the two men, Zhu Weixing closed the news.
"Red light...a small town."
Zhu Weixing gently chewed the four words that had appeared around him many times.
Zhu Weixing wanted to search the small town of Red Light, but the TV show came to an end, so he temporarily put away his phone, and went back to the room with Zhu Weichen to sleep.
When he was lying down, the owner of the opposite house had not returned home, Zhu Weixing was not too sleepy, he was a little worried that he would suffer from insomnia tonight, and maybe he would still dream about the strange things he met at night.In the end, he was ready to toss and turn, but he didn't expect to lose consciousness the moment his eyes closed, just like on the Little Wuling.
Sleeping is falling asleep, but it is indeed a dream, a very strange dream.
This time the scene was at night, and it was the same bad weather with heavy wind and rain.Zhu Weixing found himself floating in mid-air as if he had become a thin leaf.He couldn't feel the rain, but he could feel the wind, the coldness, the cold air seemed to blow through his skin and into his stomach, making Zhu Weixing fly all the way and enter a house.
After his vision blurred for a few seconds, Zhu Weixing saw clearly where he landed. He was surprised and familiar. It was the first place he opened his eyes after losing his memory—the ward building of the Central Hospital.
In order to confirm the location, Zhu Weixing tried her best to stick out from the window, and successfully found a few tall and strong phoenix orchids downstairs, which were still strong and tenacious in the stormy wind and rain.
Zhu Weixing is very happy, even if it is a dream, he feels kind to the flowers when he sees them, the more lush and vigorous they are, the more fresh and inspiring he is.If it can be exchanged, Zhu Weixing thought, he would exchange the hibiscus tattoo on his body with these.
Suddenly there was a burst of crying, pulling Zhu Weixing back to his thoughts.He just aroused a little curiosity, and the entire field of vision in the dream diverged and radiated towards the place where the sound came from like a magical wide-angle lens.
Zhu Weixing came to a ward, which was more familiar to him than the building, because he had been lying on the innermost bed for nearly forty days more than two months ago.
Ward 606.
The difference is that the bed that belonged to him in the dream is now empty and there are no patients.The fourth bed is still the old man, he seems to be in good spirits.The third bed was not so lucky. There were several people around the bed, and the crying came from their mouths.
The aunt who fed her the porridge howled the loudest. Zhu Weixing took a while to confirm that she was right. The aunt in the dream lost her plump figure and lost a lot of weight. Her hair was gray, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was extremely emaciated.She didn't know how to drink when others offered her water, she just stared in front of her and wiped her tears, letting the water glass hit an arc on the bedside table, falling to pieces.
Looking at the bed again, who is it but her husband, Old Wei, who is wearing a ventilator?In reality, Wei was admitted to the hospital with a mild cerebral hemorrhage. Zhu Weixing remembered that Wei had completed an operation before he was discharged from the hospital.The doctor also said that he was recovering well, and he was able to get out of bed and walk around, but it turned out like this again in his dream?
Knowing it was a lie, but the three-bed aunt had taken good care of MSI, and when she returned to her old place, she even created such a scene to stab his heart, Zhu MSI felt a little cruel.
When she wanted to quit, or tried to interfere with this tragic dream, Zhu Weixing's jaw almost dropped when she glanced at her.
There was a person standing in an inconspicuous corner beside the aunt.With gray skin, disheveled hair, and a short, stooped figure, he was looking at the crying woman with a half-sluggish, half-sad expression.His face...is it not Old Wei?
Congrats to MSI.
One on the bed, one at the foot of the bed, two old Wei?
Then he looked again, and there was no one in that corner again, just for a moment, as if it was just an illusion in his dream.
Will there be illusions in dreams?
At this time, the old man in the next bed seemed to feel that the atmosphere in the room was too oppressive, so he went to the window and opened a small slit for ventilation.In an instant, a tidal cool breeze poured in.One star at a time, but like blowing hard on the paper, Zhu Weixing was directly blown over, lifted out of the room, and went straight into the air.
Floating quite far away from the ward, Zhu Weixing still has lingering fears.
what?Dreaming of a zombie hospital? !
Floating in a trance, the weightless Zhu Weixing turned from a leaf into a kite again, and was carried by the wind all the way up from the outside of the hospital building.
He looked at the rooms, rows, and layers of people in the building from bottom to top...the bitter, the poor, and the sad. When you are in the hospital, you seem to be able to find the back of all life, that is A series of gray lines connect the sketches of life in black and white.
Just as he was sighing, his eyes came to the top floor of the hospital, but the pixels in the building seemed to turn around, leaping from monochrome imaging to 4K high-definition in an instant.
Light-colored wooden floors, semi-transparent frosted glass doors, double-entry rooms, living room with home appliances, completely different living standards, and a world of difference from downstairs.
Central Hospital's... VIP ward?
Zhu Weixing read the sign hanging in the corridor.
He was surprised, did this place exist in the courtyard?I have lived for so long, why have I never heard of it?Is it a real projection, or an absurd compilation in a dream?
It's a pity that before he could pursue this chaotic question, Zhu Weixing had already flown farther and farther away, and the Central Hospital gradually became a small spot of light in his eyes...
……
Open your eyes again, the sky is bright, the wind has stopped and the rain has stopped, Xia Hejing is bright, another ordinary morning.
Zhu Weixing rubbed her sore shoulders and neck, staring at the alleyway outside the window that had been splashed by rain all night, while vaguely recalling this absurd dream.
He remembers [-]%.
To wish MSI Xuan, I don’t know if it’s the dream of Fu Wei Mengji’s resurrection or the zombie hospital’s blue-faced man, it’s absurd and speechless.
Mentally scoffing, the body is particularly involved in the drama.I wish MSI could sleep with more than 200 bones crumbling. The mattress should be added to the future shopping list together with the new musical instrument.
He raised his head to find a naked half-body, messy head, drowsy eyes and full of impatience standing by the window. He was doing his daily routine in a daze in the morning, relieving his anger from getting up.
Aware of being watched, he immediately flew with two eyes.
In the past, Zhu Weixing would have turned a blind eye, but after the old debts and last night's new debts, Zhu Weixing could no longer completely ignore people.
"Good morning." Zhu Weixing said, although his attitude was as sincere as possible, but it was somewhat business-like.
The little bandit heard it, reached out his hand, and pressed down on something on the window sill.
It turned out to be a plastic fox alarm clock, wagging its tail and bowing, with slanted eyes and a flattering face.The mobile market costs 12 yuan each, and a AA battery is also given away.
"Good morning, my dear master, it is my great honor to serve you. If you have any needs, please let me know. I can satisfy you. I wish you a good heart every day." ~Love~...good morning~my dear..."
Wish MSI "..."
Jiang Yi pinched the fox's tail: "What a nice attitude."
Zhu MSI directly closed the window.
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