I fell in love with someone.
He is handsome, unrestrained and unrestrained.
A casual raise of a hand or a glance back will always cause a crowd of people to scream.
He always makes everyone who loves him crazy about him.
He and I are like heaven and earth, as different as clouds and mud.
He is a star who only appears on TV and is always well-dressed.
And I am just a little otaku.
Some people say that heaven and earth actually love each other.
I think so.
When it rains, the sky seems less high, and the ground begins to soften.
No matter how big or small, who can tell whether it comes from the sky or the earth?
Without rivers and seas on the ground, how can water fall from the sky?
Rain may be the connection between heaven and earth, the hub for them to express their feelings to each other; perhaps, it is their flesh and blood, proof of the union of heaven and earth.
I fell in love with him from the first moment I accidentally saw him.
Not a shred of doubt.
Although he and I have nothing in common except that we are both men.
If heaven and earth still love each other, how could there not be a miracle between me and him?