If the rain stopped that day, we would definitely pass each other. If the bus still arrived as scheduled, the two of us would not be able to meet each other.
If at that moment, there was a slight intersection, you and I would have met completely different fates.
I want to meet the same future with you; I want to gaze at the same stars with you. Do I also exist in the future you describe? I really want to look up at the same sky with the same mood.
The two people with exactly the same tone and behavior seemed to have known each other a long time ago; they sent text messages at the same time and thought about the same thing. Maybe we are closely connected by a red thread, and maybe it was destined by chance from the beginning.
Overlapping, you and I choose to always believe in the so-called destiny. Do I also exist in the future you describe?
Whether it's a day of crying or a sunny day, I just want to hold hands with you and walk together. I want to be with you and look up to the same sky.