All encounters in this world are reunions after a long separation.
Xu Qing smelled the fragrance that seemed to be there yet not, which wafted from Jiang He's direction – the scent of shower gel and shampoo, mixed with a warm, pleasant aroma.
"Every person you meet, every event you encounter is meant for you, decided by fate many years ago.
This day, this moment, this scene, are all the result of past actions accumulated, or the influence of personality...
The first person you saw when you came here wasn't me. Before me, you went out for a walk, lingered in the corridor for quite a while, and even met Mrs. Cheng on her way home.
But in the end, it was me you encountered, living and eating together. That's destiny at work."
He raised his hand, intending to caress Jiang He's hair hanging down her back, but hesitated and instead his hand landed on the back of her hand.
