Never Forget: When We Meet Again, Our Love Is Clear

During the morning rush hour on Guangzhou Line 3, the carriage was filled with 327 people. She was squeezed against the door, and in the reflection of the car window, she saw a man in a haze blue suit. After three seconds of looking at each other, the crowd dispersed - she secretly drew his profile, and he secretly photographed her back. Neither of them knew that the other had done the same thing. Three months later, she opened her sketchbook and found an extra piece of paper on the last page, with a line written on the back: "When I saw her, she was painting me." He had been looking for her for three months and waited for her for four years. If you keep thinking about it, there will be repercussions.