On Chinese Valentine's Day, a female colleague and I walked out of the company door, and it started to rain lightly.
A female colleague suddenly grabbed me, pointed at a man standing next to a car not far away, and said, "Look at that man, he's so handsome!"
I looked in the direction she was pointing. He was holding a big black umbrella and holding a bouquet of roses in his hand, looking towards us.
I looked at him, smiled, and said to my colleague, "That's my husband."
First person, sweet text before bed. The writing is average, if you don't like it, don't spray it, just cross it out in the upper left corner.
Intention: I believe we will meet eventually