When you and I met, the night was deep, and fate was one step ahead of us and had already written the foreshadowing.
I don't believe in deep love, just like you disdain the past and present lives, but in this life, we finally meet.
I saw your peerless face in a dream. When I woke up, I couldn't remember what I dreamed about, but I couldn't stop loving you.
However, the world will turn around a thousand times after all. I don't know how long the hand you stretched out in the rainy night can hold mine.
We haven't met each other yet, but we already miss each other.