In a cafe in the afternoon, a girl with hair just above her shoulders was looking out the window with a cup of coffee in her hand, wondering if he was okay after several years. The past relationship made me afraid to accept other relationships, I just wish that person everything would be fine.
Is she okay? The mature and steady man leaning on his desk in the high-rise office and looking out the window is thinking about that girl. Two people once broke up because of a misunderstanding. How is she doing now? There is no resentment, only blessings. If there is still a chance, I will never let go.
At work, she asked about the time to meet her partner on the first floor of his building, and he was stepping out of the elevator. The moment their eyes met, all they thought about was "Is he/she okay?" . . .