In the summer vacation after the college entrance examination, the two people who love photography started their own trip. From Jingnan to Qiongxin to Pingjiang, after passing by each other countless times, they finally realized that something was wrong.
"It's him again"
'It's her again'
At this point, the story of the two begins
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"Hey, Shen Bo'an, why are you so sad?"
"I, Jiang Porcelain, am a porcelain fired in a 1,300-degree kiln. How can I be defeated just because of this?" "
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That summer, Jiang Ci and Shen Bo'an stood in Wutong Alley in Pingjiang. She looked at him with a smile on her face, "Qiu Yu in Wutong Alley, Shen Bo'an, can you think of what to say next?"
Shen Bo'an looked at her. Jiang Ci and the sycamore trees behind him formed a scene of their own, full of vitality. He opened his mouth and replied, "Dreams and bits."
Concept: the existence of love