When we first met, he looked at me through the light in the hall. I thought it was just a chance meeting. Later he said that he had been looking for the girl squatting on the ground changing the water at the entrance of the art exhibition for a long time. It turns out that all the love at first sight in this world is not a hasty glance, but the gaze has already bypassed the sea of thousands of people, just to fall on one person.
He remembered the flower language of champagne roses from beginning to end. I believed it from beginning to end.
