The Apocalypse of Huazhou

I heard a sentence accidentally before: The old man said that meeting is fate, and missing it is also fate. At first, I thought it was a description of love. After all, I was young and energetic at the time and would always have some unrealistic fantasies. Now that I have grown up and grown a lot, I have also begun to feel disappointed. The so-called dream is just a child's longing for the future. I once imagined that I could become a great writer who shocked the literary world, but I didn't expect that now I am shrinking in a corner of the Internet, writing one after another unpopular story.