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In the year 2135 AD, the morning light shines on the silver-grey city. The building seems to be alive, and the glass exterior wall changes colors with the light. People no longer walk, the maglev walkway lifts and ejects accurately, transporting office workers into towering office buildings in the blink of an eye. Education has already been revolutionized. Once a child wears a brain-computer interface, knowledge floods into his or her consciousness, and he or she can complete lessons learned over the past few years in one morning. Medical treatment is even more magical. Nano-repair robots cruise blood vessels, reversing aging is no longer a dream, and fatal injuries can be healed instantly. Behind the tech carnival, hidden dangers are lurking. Traditional humanities and art are withering, people's emotions are controlled by intelligent algorithms, and happiness and sadness are reduced to programmed settings. The birth rate has plummeted, and humankind's enthusiasm for reproduction has been exhausted by the ultimate virtual experience. A guardian of vintage books, traveling through old alley warehouses. Caress the yellowed pages and tell the children about the shyness of handwritten love letters and the tears of reunion after a long separation. In an era of rapid development, we should hold on to the slow fire, hoping that it can ignite the original source of human warmth.

At the 23rd birthday party, the lights shone on Qiao Jinshu, and she said, "I stood on the stage he expected and became the light of thousands of people." Qiao Jinshu's first drama after his comeback, he transformed into an investor and hung out on the set every day. On New Year's Eve, he pressed forward step by step, wanting to be the first to hug her in the new year, but she stepped back. On a variety show, he said that we were classmates in high school, and the Internet exploded that Qiao Jinshu's crush appeared. They all said that Qiao Jinshu had three major taboos, eating and sleeping, but about the last one, those who knew it did not dare to tell, and those who did not know did not dare to ask. -- Qiao Jinshu looked at Ji Zhixu who was sitting next to him watching the sunrise and asked, "Will the stars tonight be the stars tomorrow night?" Ji Zhixu smiled and said, "There will always be one."