An accidental encounter, a passionate tango.
He smelled her scent and thought he would fall in love from then on and could pamper her without any scruples, but what remained on her fingertips was not his tenderness.
When she found that her heart was out of control and broke through all obstacles, everything had already quietly turned into dust.
Drink up a cup of forgetful water,
Dance a lonely round dance,
Will there really be no tears?
Time passed by, and when tears rolled down her cheeks, the same person passed by her at the same place, at the same time, and this time she remembered his smell, "Sir, are you interested in dancing?"