Baoting is the last pure land in our hearts, which is mixed with all kinds of chaotic order of evil and good. As for why, because we are children (black/white) From our point of view, a city that needs children (mongo/ferret) to guard, that is soft and harmless innocence and joy.
All the adults in it are infinitely magnified, whether they are good people, bad people or neutral people, they all have weird heights and butts. The most ironic is that Baoting's biggest location is an amusement park and a toy dump, as well as apple blossoms growing in the cement.
And we are all black/white. The white who resists external forces by refusing to grow and the black who defends the pure land by force. They are essentially the same person, but they have grown into different colors.
Bai's innocence is language: if you lie to people, your heart will become dry!
And Hei is the silent defender, his innocence comes from the almost stupid, stupid guardian of the dialogue.
This is the sincerity and childlike feeling we need most. It has a comfortable touch like soaked white paper, has a black rubber imprint like a wire conduit, and has a damp rust smell unique to the city. It is the unremembered memory covered in the quagmire, the expectation in childhood, the echoes of the big ships and the whistles built up in layers, and the little flower of expectation blooming in the oil-stained corners of the city.
Furthermore,
It is a black-and-white friendship, blind and persistent, arrogant without reason, bound to death and not asking where to go. Adults are having fun, killing each other, and digging their own bottom line.
And what are they doing?
In love with each other, planting a damn, poor, lonely apple blossom in the concrete.
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