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The day she first met him was in the alleys of Qing Street. She was carrying an easel on her back, like a wandering traveler.
I don't know what kind of fate it was, but when they met again, he secretly blushed.
Later she learned that her parents named him Pei Sheng, but they both expected him to die.
Destined but not separated, we shouldn't be trying to compete with each other.
Intention: People should always look forward and accept the baptism and gifts of fate!
