He leaned on an old sandalwood chair, his eyes lowered
At his hand was a pipe burning with gray smoke. The smoke drifted up and blinded him.
He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at her sideways, but his eyes were lost in the gray fog.
She will never forget this sight in her life
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Intention: The person you want to spend your whole life with will choose a predestined time to come to you.
