Lin Xu spent six years moving his workstation from the end of the corridor to the window. The sycamore outside the window has turned yellow six times, the pothos has been repotted three times, and blind date partners have come and gone. He thought he was waiting for the right person. Later I learned that some people were foreshadowed by fate early - the leaves of the sycamore tree rustled. It turns out that all the misses are for the right reunion.
Intention: A good encounter is never about one person stopping to wait for the other person, but when two people have walked a long way each, and when they look up, they find that the other person has also happened to be here.