Crisis in Shanghai

The script of fate can be so subverted. [Traditional city, daily love, multiple heroines, restoration of historical buildings] Lu Yan seemed to see the city installing a triple-speed heart in the tempered glass curtain wall: The subway cuts through the crowd with its second hand, and caffeine replaces morning dew. We learned to use Ctrl+F to search for love and harvest the four seasons in a 15-second short video. But... At the end of the alley where the bluestone road has not yet been demolished, the century-old bungalow still stands in the morning light. The speed at which he and she approached here was exactly the rhythm of the clouds passing over the eaves. It would be nice if the world stopped here, but it is so playful.