不知道几时会写完这篇文章 因为我的点子真的是一滴都不剩了（？

是这篇的扩写：
I don't know when I can finish this article because my inspiration is really gone

Is an extension of this article:

蒲英的世界被酒精模糊，
半梦半醒中，回想起了那只在巷口讨食的幼猫，
以及冬日夜里的热茶。

然后，摸了摸鼻子，自嘲地笑了。

Hedda's world is obscured by alcohol,
Half-dreaming and half-awake, she remembered the kitten begging for food in the alley.
And hot tea in winter and night.

Then she touched his nose and laughed mockingly


这是扩写后的(还未写完)：
This is the expanded text (not finished yet)：

蒲英的世界被酒精模糊
意识朦胧间
她想起那只在街角讨食的幼猫
以及冬日里的热茶
.
.
.
.
她想起那个名为佰禾的女孩

那年雪轻飘飘地落在她们身上，在她们深色的套上划过，留下有些突兀的白色痕迹。手里捧着的茶温温的，冒出了些许热气。
佰禾冲着蒲英笑了笑，嘴角勾起了一个完美的弧度
蒲英也用一个微笑回应了她

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在某个世界线，蒲英曾认真思考过为什么自己会选择当个特工，而自己到底是怎么当上个特工，为什么自己会认识到那个橙发的女孩，为什么她们不仅仅只是个简单的上下级的关系，而是个关系很好很好的老朋友？

...为什么这样的日子不能继续过下去？

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那个将枪口瞄准了无数人的手这次竟不受控制地颤抖

因为被枪口瞄准的人是佰禾

她不明白为什么这样的处决任务会落到她身上

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然后，蒲英摸了摸鼻子，自嘲地笑了


The world of Hedda is blurred by alcohol
Between consciousness
She thought of the kitten begging on the corner of the street
And hot tea in winter
.
.
.
.
She thought of the girl named Yuri

The snow fell on them lightly that year, tracing across their dark-colored sleeves, leaving some abrupt white marks. The tea in her hand was warm, and there was a little heat.
Yuri smiled at Hedda, the corners of her mouth evoked a perfect arc
Hedda responded with a smile

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In a certain parallel world , Hedda had seriously thought about why she chose to be an agent, how did she become an agent, why she recognized the girl with orange hair, and why are they not just a simple relationship between subordinates and subordinates, but an old friend with a good relationship?

...Why can't we continue to live like this?

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The hand that aimed the gun at countless people trembled uncontrollably this time

Because the person targeted by the gun was Yuri

She didn't understand why such executions would fall on her

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Then Hedda touched her nose and laughed mockingly