During the summer vacation when I was eleven years old, a city boy who "came out of a painting" came to a southern seaside town. Qin Zhenyu in the next courtyard doesn't talk much. He will slow down his speech and introduce his name word for word. He will give him half of the whole package of coconut sugar. He will say "See you there or see you there" on the stone steps in the sunset. Bai Zhuoxia thought her life would go on like this—catch the sea, dig razor clams, catch crabs, and spend every summer happily. But after the summer, things quietly changed.
After many years, the tide rose and receded. Someone came to the door with the promise made back then and asked in a leisurely manner: "Are you still digging razor clams?"
Intention: Salvation is companionship by looking straight up, not salvation by bending over