I met a man in the stairwell.
There was a huge crowd and he passed by me. I only had time to see his profile clearly - silver-framed glasses and a leisurely pace, like the least anxious person in the world.
I remembered that look for five years.
Fortunately, I finally met the person I love and who loves me.
In the past five years, I followed him through countless roads after school, taking long detours in every place where he might appear, adding his name and deleting it, deleting it and then quietly adding it back. He knows that I like him, and I also know that he probably doesn't hate me.
But he never spoke. Until I finally didn't want to wait anymore.
Some people are meant to miss it, while some people come late but are just right.
Motto: You will meet the right person at the right time