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[In the evening on Wutong Lane, a young man is holding his bicycle, smiling. ] Wen Liang: "I'll come after school to help you check the purchase list, and I'll pay you a popsicle." An Yu tightened his fingertips slightly. She has no problem with daily price marking and scattered accounting, but she always finds it difficult to read the dense purchase orders. He grew up in an orphanage and was unable to complete his studies. He worked alone in the canteen to make a living, and he always had a sense of inferiority in his heart. One is a senior high school boy who is immersed in studying questions and has a bright future, and the other is a small shop owner who takes root in the old streets and works hard alone. To outsiders, there is no overlap at all. But Wen Liang took a detour every day, leaving all his tender heartbeat in midsummer in front of the cashier. On the day when the college entrance examination ended, the young man stood at the door of the store holding his admission notice: "My whole summer was just to run towards you."
