The meeting between you and me has been predestined by God.
The first meeting was neither romantic like love at first sight, nor legendary like stunning. It was so bland that I couldn't recall whether there was drizzle of sixteen-year-old rain falling outside the window. When I inadvertently raised my head, a little girl with long hair hanging down her waist and wearing a purple dress hurriedly passed by carrying a desk. An indescribable feeling came to my heart. I was so frightened that I had no time to savor it. She was just a childish country girl. I thought scornfully. Only many years later did I realize that the feeling was - deja vu. The mastermind of the nightmare had already directed me in that school and that classroom. That morning, I met you and started this love affair that was destined to have no ending. I accepted the torment of reincarnation, just like a mosquito stuck in a spider web, I could only watch myself being swallowed bit by bit.