If you can choose not to meet, can you choose never to meet? Just like two parallel lines will never intersect one day, but God made a joke and gave a dot in a misty distance. The fragile and innocent side
There will be an illusion that it is a hope that may be realized as long as you work hard. When everything happens and there is no time to react, hope is like a glass that suddenly breaks in the quiet midnight. The illusion disappears, and what is left is full of painful and cruel reality, gnawing at a fragile heart in such a lonely night. If we had never met, there would be no beginning, no end, let alone such heart-piercing pain. Life will not stop just because someone is injured. After everything happens, the earth will still rotate, the sun will still rise from the east, and people will still live their own days that may be painful or tiring, beautiful or leisurely. Everything seems to have happened, but everything seems to have happened without a trace.