A thousand years ago by the Taihu Lake, he and she looked at each other from afar through the heavy mist. With just one glance, it was as if their lives had passed by.
The young man who was originally busy pursuing fame, in his hurry, remembered her pair of clear eyes, just like a blue pool under the moon. Even though it was so far away and so hazy, all the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart was still wiped away at this glance.
The girl who had just entered the world of mortals and didn't know the fireworks of the world, forgot about the timidity she should have had, and looked at the young man in Tsing Yi quietly through the mist. We have never met each other before, and we have never missed each other, so why do we feel so familiar in this moment.
However, after this glance, the young man wanted to walk towards her. But she didn't expect that she would wake up from her ignorance. Panic, embarrassment, uneasiness. In the blink of an eye, she disappeared from his eyes, just like a dream. After waking up from the dream, he was left alone, standing quietly on the spot, not knowing whether to be shocked or horrified. Until the early morning sunshine passed through the clouds, the mist gradually dispersed, and the spring breeze blew through the willows, blowing the corners of the young man's green clothes. After all, he chose to wake up and walk away. But he never noticed the ripples on the sparkling lake.
A thousand years later, when the young man who had forgotten his past stepped into that quaint bookstore, his eyes gently passed over the rows of wooden bookshelves, looking for the books he was looking for. In the vast sea of books, his fingers slid along the spines of the books, and he seemed to inadvertently pull out the blue-covered ancient book.
But when he walked to the counter and called out softly to the girl who was immersed in the book, she suddenly raised her head, and her eyes looked at him quietly through a few wisps of mist. He seemed to have had such a pair of eyes in his memory, such a pair of clear and gentle eyes that could wash away the fatigue and sleepiness in his heart. However, the next second, when he looked into these eyes, he heard his own voice clearly, and through the heavy mist, he asked: "Have we met before?"