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He was in the habit of eating a piece of cake and drinking a cup of coffee at nine or ten o'clock in the evening, in order, as he put it, to refresh himself.

The coffee was refreshing, but the cake wasn't.

Cake was something that could easily get fat if eaten before going to bed at night.

Lu Zhou had been eating for so many days, yet he hadn't grown a single bit of meat. This was truly strange