When I was a teenager, I read a novel that said that when two people meet, they are like two intersecting straight lines. After they separate, they face different directions and never intersect. When I was in my thirties, I discovered that life is not as simple as two straight lines. It may be a broken line, a curve or a wavy line, and then it will intersect with that person. Lightning warning>>The male protagonist and the female protagonist are both unclean; Thunder warning again>>The pace is relatively slow, the love model of middle-aged people
Intention: No intention at all, just bullshit