I have always believed that the destined person is not a chance encounter or a romantic encounter. His or her existence is waiting for a secretly agreed upon time to complete a well-timed reunion with us. Those who pass by us and are not destined to be friends are just passers-by, and there is no need to blame fate. After all, their departure makes us return to the starting point and continue to wait, waiting for that scheduled encounter...
I, who can't write copy, said that this is a simple story that warms each other, is cruelty-free, has a moderate sugar content, and is not cloying.
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