Do you still remember the first time we met? At that time, I was soaked in the heavy rain, huddled in a deserted corner, and cried unscrupulously. Suddenly, I heard the sound of steady footsteps, and the sound of rain falling on the umbrella came from above my head. You slowly squatted down and raised my tear-stained face with your slender fingers. With my eyes blurred by tears, I saw your clean and handsome face, and your dark eyes staring straight at me, as if you could see me through. I was lost in that deep sea, and I fell so unexpectedly.
I remember the first time we met. It was raining so heavily, and the little girl was squatting in the corner crying like a stray cat. Although it was very sad, I couldn't help but laugh. What big deal could be worth crying like that. By some strange coincidence, I went over and tapped you on the shoulder, you looked up, and the story began.