He met her because of a boy who stole steamed buns.
One is a down-and-out scholar who sells paintings at a stall here, and the other is a lonely chivalrous heroine, far away from the feuds and battles in the palace, and has nothing to do with the other, the infinite intersection point of parallel lines in a lively small village.
But you shouldn't meet her, or you shouldn't fall in love with her. Due to the dictates of character and fate, there is only separation.
Conception: