Once, they walked side by side through the bright days of their youth.
Eight years later, they met again. There was no sadness, no regret, only endless nostalgia.
There was nothing to lament.
The first person you meet may be the best, but not necessarily the right one for you.
One day, the person meant for you will transmigrate through the vast sea of people, come to your side, take your hand, and walk with you into the future.
