Our acquaintance stems from deception.
Our acquaintance was the beginning of love.
He deserves someone who loves him and who he loves.
You are the one I love and the one who loves me
The first time we met was when I ambush you at the corner in advance, planning to bump into you, but in the blink of an eye, the person in front of me was someone else. I bumped into the wrong person, and even sprained my foot. Fortunately, I finally got to know you.
The first time I met you was when you were shopping in the supermarket. You stood on tiptoes with your hands behind your back, trying to look at the product labels on the highest row of shelves. Unfortunately, by the time I turned around the shelf, you were gone.
Concept: All encounters in life are the beginning of stories