When a rational and restrained literary boy meets an activist who is romantic to death, the boring questions in self-study in the evening will overflow with the sweet fragrance of candy paintings in the night market, and a full cup of hand-peeled starlight can be hidden between the lines in the eight thousand words.
Two interesting souls turn ordinary campus life into magical realism unique to each other.
"I've always been there."
Intention: In the tearing of involution and lying flat, it provides contemporary youth with a third survival sample - to maintain forward vigor, while cherishing those "meaningless" gentle pauses, making youth an amber that can be looked back on rather than a sprint track.