Xu Shuxian's best years were in the Hong Kong summer night of 1995
The night breeze blows in Victoria Harbor and the roar of ships indicates that summer is coming to an end. The fire of time and the salty sea breeze wrap around the last dignity of this mainland girl.
On the rainy Victoria Peak, Zhou Jiaxing half-closed his eyelids and looked at the shabby-dressed lady sitting in the stopped sports car, frowning impatiently.
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"At that time, I asked Zhou Jiaxing how he could look at me. What do you think he said?"
"He said he would take me to see the Victoria Harbor fireworks on the day it snowed in Hong Kong."
But it never snows in Hong Kong
At that moment I knew that watching fireworks with others was actually a luxury.
So is love.
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Concept: class barriers
