All you hoped for was that his appearance would be unopportunistic and unlucky. The way we came out was like a bolt from the blue, but we just went around in circles, moving towards each other without any reason. Who can predict the next minute, who can predict who you will meet on the next street corner. In the deepest part of everyone's heart, there are feelings that are eager to talk and vent but dare not be unrestrained. Perhaps two people who are fighting to survive are a stalwart return to Hong Kong arranged by fate.
Intention: I want to beat cp