A bridge, a rain, she met him, he remembered her.
Encounter on a rainy day, encounter on a sunny day, who met whom? Who remembered whom? If meeting you is fate, then falling in love with you is destiny.
Marguerite Duras: I met you, I remembered you, this city was made for falling in love, you were made for my soul.
My favorite love poem, dedicated to my dearest you.
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The day Ding Yuning met Chi Yu, it was raining lightly. Seeing Chi Yu's temperament that was obviously different from others, Ding Yuning felt that she should tease him, preferably into her bowl. She thought so and did so.
But why was the initiative no longer in her hands in the end? Why do I always feel like I am being teased every time I tease someone?
Concept: All fate begins with a meeting