A Piano, a Pot of Wine, a Stream of Clouds, and You

She wrung her fingers and said with great melancholy: "Of all the people in this world, which one is the one who will hold hands with me for the rest of my life?" He replied: "You might as well look back at me." She hugged his neck and smiled. An expected answer. He said: "If the first meeting in a panic is fate, and the second meeting is fate, then the third time is destined to bind you and me together for the rest of our lives." She smiled against the tip of his nose and said, "How cunning. You must be in control of the three encounters, but since you have sent someone to your door, you won't be able to run away in the future."