The first time he met her was in a dim room. He was about to end his life in the darkness when she wandered in while playing hide-and-seek. She snatched the knife from his hand and said to him like a little grown-up, "My mom told me that little kids mustn't play with knives. They're dangerous! I'll hold onto it for you for now." Li Mingze could only laugh and cry at the same time.
The second time he met her, he watched through a window as she played and laughed with her friends in the sunshine. That was when he learned what it meant for a smile to make flowers bloom.
The third time he met her was at the school gate. He recognized her at a glance.
Buddha says that five hundred glances in a past life are needed to exchange for a fleeting encounter in this life. After those three meetings, he felt that perhaps this was fate. He had always believed in fate, and this time was no exception.
