Love always goes round and round, turning a thousand times. Some different people will always meet under the arrangement of fate. If we don't owe each other, how can we see each other again? It's like all reunions are destined, and some people will cherish each other even more when they meet. And what about some people? Even if I miss you in my heart, I will still pass you by. In fact, each of us more or less retains the habit of unforgettable love. Even if you deliberately don't touch it, a certain picture will still hit your brain nerves inadvertently. No one knows how persistent and cherished you are for that love. I remember reading this passage in a book: retaining the habit of love does not mean that we still love that person deeply. What we are more like is that we are reluctant to let go of the road we have walked and the tears we have shed, as well as the love in youth that cannot be returned.