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I stand in the wind, you stand in the rain, you can't see my eyes clearly, just as I can't see your face clearly. The umbrella and the mist are the wall between you and me. When we pass each other, my face remains the same and you don't look away. Before we turn the corner, our hearts are clearly beating brightly, but we are unable to look back. When I mustered up all the courage to turn around and say hello, the fog got even bigger.