I have always believed in fate. Some people or things cannot be changed once they are determined. Whether you believe it or not, time has an irregular but shaped path that allows you to walk slowly and inadvertently. You cannot avoid it. That is fate. Speaking of fate, Part of the carrier, love, is sometimes like a bowl of honey, sometimes like a sharp knife dripping with blood. You won't say that you can't afford it, but when you have the heart to afford it, you must have the courage to be tortured by it until it hurts. Sometimes love is very warm, and sometimes, it's really a bit cold.