I always feel that the encounter between people is just intentional and accidental, and it is all obsessions and paranoia of all people.
But later, when I met you at an art exhibition, that was all I thought at the time. If only I could be with you.
On a splendid summer evening that year, we met again. You had the warmest and most incomprehensible familiarity and tenderness. When I recovered, you were gone, and this made me obsessed with degree. It's been a whole summer and I haven't seen you again. I still don't believe it.
But later, I met again in winter, it was so pure coincidence, you said it was a coincidence.
And I really don't want you to go away again.
Please believe that those touching stories not only happened in the plot i of the movie, I think those wonderful
things do exist. So, please believe in all the good things in the world. We are here because of the fate of our previous life. Please believe, please believe that maybe the time has not come, or maybe the place is just wrong. I will only wait for you at the end of the story, so please believe.
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