What is love? Or it's the bond from the past life, the destined encounter in this life; or it's just a scene arranged by God, which is unforgettable just because of a look back and a nod. If life is just like the first meeting, what is the first meeting? They just look at each other and don't know each other. But what were we like back then? I am afraid that I have been lost in those memories that have been dusty for too long, too long.
We are used to sighing at the separation of others. After tears rolled down our shoulders, we forgot that those vigorous beginnings were just passing by as plain as water.
Erbi version: Love is messy
Complex and crude version:
Cause: She doesn't love him, he doesn't love her, another she loves him, another he loves another her
The process: He loves her, but she doesn't know whether she loves him or not, another relationship between her and him in his heart, the confusion and dislocation of the couple's matching
Result: Guess, guess, guess, guess
Literary version:
He and she met by chance on the university campus, and they felt like they had known each other before. He was the man who had worried his friends for three years, and he was also the cousin of another close friend. They were naturally in love, but they didn't expect him to strike up a conversation just to ask her her name. She said he was weak and timid, but she never knew the bitter past he had experienced, nor did she know who he was sincerely.
When we meet again, we are already close to each other, but it seems that we have already decided to leave. In this life, will the unspoken words be buried deep in my heart because of my destiny? Is it useless to talk about the misunderstanding that has not been resolved?