Wearing a green dress and holding a purple gauze umbrella, she stood by the bridge, her figure becoming increasingly unclear in the dark night. He walked slowly from the other end of the bridge. The lanterns in front of the houses in the alleys emit a soft yellow light, and the puddles of rainwater on the blue brick road reflect the hazy light, like stars in the dark night. He was getting closer and closer to her, but his footsteps stopped at the end of the bluestone bridge.
She raised her head and looked at him. After a long time, she said: "I seem to have seen you before."
His smile flashed.
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