Perhaps, getting to know each other is already a destined outcome.
Perhaps, fate is so sad.
If what you have to endure in the end must be sadness, then why let them meet again?
The world is like a tide and people are like water. Only a few people sigh in the world of mortals. The big waves of the world finally washed them out, leaving only their snow-like hair flying in the wind...
Intention: