The heavy rain that year should have made me, a nearly homeless person, ridiculed endlessly by the heavy rain, but you appeared, and you shot into my field like a dazzling light with a sharp edge. Many years later, I asked you what you thought when I first met you. You couldn't answer, so you told me with your eyes. It was as if we, who were strangled by fate on the same vertical line, finally met. It is fate, God, and gods that bless us. They are also telling me in a silent way that I am worthy of being loved. You, Huo Jingnian, are the biggest gift in my life, Xu Rusui. This is the best evidence that God wants to prove to me.
Purpose: Year after year