When we first met, the man was dressed in black, with handsome features and unusual indifference. When his starry eyes looked towards him, there were little cold lights, like two daggers. I don't know why, but I wasn't afraid. I just grinned at him. Seeing the slight surprise in his eyes, I smiled even more happily. I wanted to talk to him and invite him to play with me, but he turned around and left without saying anything. The awkward look on his face was still before his eyes.
Goodbye, that man was still dressed in black, with a solemn face, but his words and deeds were more polite and distant. He was no longer the boy with the intimidating eyes. His modesty, courteousness, and elegance will remain in my mind.
The third time I saw him, he was embracing a beautiful woman like a flower. When he turned his head to face each other, his dark eyes were filled with deep affection, which made me feel like I was struck by lightning. He said to me: "This is Xiao Lian, my wife."
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