Take One Scoop of Weak Water from Three Thousand

"A gorgeous encounter. A silent ending. Flowers bloomed for two lives. Flowers bloomed for two lives. We met in the wrong season. We grew up in different worlds. You went east, I went west. From then on, we passed by each other. It was just a chance encounter. The story ended. We will eventually return to the original world. If life is just like the first meeting, would you still choose to meet like this?" If life were just like the first time you met, what choice would you make? Even if it is a mistake, will it be done right? Or run away in panic?