It is said that if you meet the right person, you will feel deja vu. Have you tried?

There is no right person in this world, but this person coincides with your imaginary image of soulmate. To put it simply, everyone will have a general image of soulmate when they meet someone who makes them move, until one day, on a certain occasion, you meet him and find that his knowledge, temperament, dress and appearance are exactly what you want.

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I don't know if I met the right person, but I know that I once fell in love with a person I think is right at the wrong time, because he is my soul mate, with a good voice, handsome appearance, good study and good handwriting, and often hosts large-scale parties and programs at school. Although I was not in the same class, I just fell in love with him, and this love lasted for 7 years, but I never dared to get too close to him, even the relationship of ordinary friends could not be done, because every step I took, I wanted to have it, and he didn't like me. Later, I studied hard for him and was admitted to the same high school, but not the same university. I took the initiative, but to no avail.

? Deja vu? The illusion of

After entering the university, I spent a hard year in the student union, looking for my own self-worth. Until the reception, I met another one. He is the host of the party and the monitor of his class, and he has a good hand. This feeling of deja vu makes me feel that he is a gift from God. They are so alike. That night, I danced a dance that shocked the audience. Everything is natural. We are together. But I soon realized that this was wrong, everything was wrong, and every time we held hands, we were thinking about how good it would be if it was that person. It turned out that he was in my heart, just a substitute, and it was all messed up.

Then we broke up, so? Deja vu? My hallucinations made me think I met the right person, but I didn't. So sometimes, the person you think is right is not necessarily the right person. Maybe time will let us meet him at a crossroads, and that person may not be the vague outline in our hearts. . .