In the photo, the thin boy is being hugged by the tall boy and kissed on the neck. The two are very close to each other, and their faces pressed together are full of youthfulness.
Sheng Qing threw his phone on the table and lit a cigarette. He half-closed his eyes, glanced across the phone screen, and smiled softly, "Children like to play."
The secretary knocked on the door. Sheng Qing put out his cigarette and pressed it into the ashtray. He saved the photo and got up to go to the meeting.
At the school's science and technology building near the playground, Sheng Guang leaned against the railing. The wind blew the dark brown hair on his forehead, and the light and shadows occasionally swept across his eyebrows, making him quiet and gentle.
Sheng Jing stood in the corner, browsing his phone. Occasionally he picked up the phone, seemingly taking pictures of the flowers, grass and trees around him.
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