I had a long dream.
In the dream, I met five people again - the fair one, the ruffian one, the calm one, the romantic one, and the stable one. The words they said, the words they wrote, the umbrellas and coats they handed over were scattered over twenty years, like five pieces of a puzzle.
I always thought I was looking for someone. Only when I finally found it did I realize that every piece of the puzzle was telling me the same thing: you have searched all the way, but the end point is actually you.
The sun was just right when I woke up. Cheng Yan was flipping through the newspaper beside him, and the corner of the quilt brushed the back of my hand, feeling cool.
It turns out that the mountains I have climbed over the years, the water I have waded through, the people I have met and said goodbye to—all of them have led me to this moment. At this moment, myself and I finally sat side by side.
Intention: We have been looking for the perfect lover for half our lives, and finally found that that lover is the better version of ourselves we want to be.