It's summer, the cicadas are noisy, the alley will occasionally pass by a wild cat, lazily stretching out at the sun, and the bicycles are ridden in the laughter of middle-aged aunts chatting and children frolicking, everything is so comfortable and harmonious.

Shen Qianhe lives in such a relaxed and leisurely southern town. "Mom, I'm going to the bookstore, do you want to bring something back?" A middle-aged woman who was watering flowers turned her head when she heard the voice, "Ah,

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