Falling into this emotion should start from that day, that day, the comet crossed the sky.
It's like, like a dreamy view, it's an unparalleled, unparalleled view!
Brother Cheng's paintings start with the usual lyric poems.
Red knots, subways, morning after day, seemingly unrelated men and women.
Strangers walking in a hurry and passing by, who can imagine that they have the same dream?
Untold stories, hazy and mysterious feelings, vague answers.
It's like playing a mind game.
When I was a child, Tokyo and the town were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.
She is a girl in an ancient shrine, and he is a high school student in a big city.
When he woke up one day, the diary in his phone jumped with smiley faces and red hearts.
One day at school, there was a strange question in her notebook: Who are you?
Who are you? who I am?
Boys and girls, a little embarrassed, switched bodies.
They got what they wanted, but they broke into each other's lives in an unreasonable and rude way.
Enter another world and experience another life.
Interaction with that person, some small fights, some sweet.
Arm, love, diary, bento, dating.
All the details make people smile, light and bright, happy.
There really is both of you.
Boobs and dating jokes are played every day, but both of them taste the deliciousness of change and being changed.
Until the bad date she arranged without permission was over.
He leaned against the railing in the middle of the night, as she said in her diary, maybe, we could see the comet together.
He couldn't wait for Comet, and he couldn't get through to her.
Something is wrong.
He drew the lake in his heart and embarked on a journey of searching.
The result frightened him, the comet was the comet three years ago, and the town was the town three years ago.
She was who she was three years ago.
Things got weird.
She is a ghost, a ghost, anything is good, why did you find him?
None of us can explain the feelings in the middle.
He also doesn't know if he is the hero of this weird story, he can only treat it as a dream.
However, when he was about to leave, he remembered the red rope that had been tied for three years.
I don't know why, but I keep wearing it.
He remembered the strange tears that day.
I don't know why, it just came down.
By the lake, he was holding her mug, which was half her body.
At that time, grandma said: are you dreaming?
Yes, he is dreaming. The tears he shed in his dream, since those were not his tears, they were... hers.
He made a final attempt and he drank the wine.
As time went by, he saw it, from the very beginning of her life, until three years ago.
three years ago.
He suddenly remembered that he had also seen the comet that day.
He still remembered hearing an unfamiliar name on the subway that day.
From that day on, it was hidden in his mind.
three years ago.
She went to Tokyo, restless and excited.
But she firmly believes: "If we meet, we will recognize each other at a glance."
After all, we have worked so hard to play each other.
But she was wrong, time and space were intertwined, and she didn't know who was joking.
At that time, she met him three years ago, and she didn't know each other, so she only had time to leave him a knot.
Later, when he finally saw her three years ago, he only had time to leave her with "I love you".
The encounter was so brief, the last second in front of the subway gate, the last moment after dusk passed.
For a short time, no one could remember whose name.
Dusk has passed, leave in a blink of an eye.
But no matter where you are in the world, I will see you again.
The knot is the red thread between the two of us. Along it, we can always find you.
The meaning of love that travels through time and space is that it will not be at the mercy of others.
We are all looking forward to the reunion of the two of us.
However, important people, people who cannot be forgotten, people who must never be forgotten.
- I don't remember your name.
Years passed and all the memories faded away.
There is only the unspeakable emptiness and loss in your heart, which has become your only synonym.
The saddest thing
is to meet again, you don't know me, I don't know you.
The damn thing is, the strokes in the palm of the hand, the knots in the hair, there are still traces of you.
Even if they didn't know each other, they were all waiting.
It was a waiting without a reason, a waiting without a goal, a waiting that even oneself did not understand.
When I woke up in the morning, I didn't know why I was crying.
It happens from time to time that I can't remember the dreams I have had.
It's just a sense of loss that something is disappearing, even after waking up.
No one knows where the strange feeling, the story behind it, and the different emotions come from.
Strangers walking in a hurry and passing by, who can imagine that they have the same dream?
But did you know that? Once souls are exchanged, they leave a permanent imprint on each other.
Therefore, even if you forget it thousands of times, it cannot stop the interdependence of souls in the vast crowd.
Why are we so tacit understanding, heart-to-heart? Because I have been looking for you all the time!
Their ending is like the beginning of every love story.
It was a beautiful encounter and a beautiful reunion.
meet? Or reunion?
Reunion - these two words suddenly became trance and fantasy, full of unreality.
Perhaps, originally all souls have their beautiful past lives.
That's why I don't know when in this life, on which day, who I see, and an unspeakable sense of familiarity fills my heart.
When passing by, I couldn't help but ask: What's your name?
Even if I look back thousands of times, I can't remember the past.
Even if you forget your name countless times.
But somewhere, you and I are destined to meet.
On the stone bridge in the rain, on the street in the afternoon, looking at each other and smiling, the mood is just right.
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