I just remember that one summer, at the ignorant age of 12, I met that boy who was much older than me. Later, when I grew up, I never saw him again. I asked his neighbors and no one knew where he went. Now I want to give up. But God always plays tricks on people, and I seemed to see him at a corner...
Intention: There is no reason to like someone. I accidentally bump into him at this ignorant age, but I bump into him.