Do you believe in fate?

Let me tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a boy who liked to tell cold jokes. One girl just likes to listen to cold jokes. Boys like Japanese literature and girls like Haruki Murakami very much. The boy likes watching old movies and Leslie Cheung, and so does the girl. Boys like to travel, and this girl just came back from a trip. Their three views are so close that they cannot be reconciled. They are a perfect couple. On this day, they met in a convenience store, then went Dutch and walked out of the convenience store. And then it was gone.

Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? In fact, 5 billion people miss each other every day on this planet. Just like them in the story. It sounds like a couple, but in fact it's just two strangers passing by. People, like ants, come into this world, suddenly born and scattered, suddenly gathered and scattered. In just a few decades, they have completed their own lives. What we need is not just a heterosexual, but a soul that can appreciate each other. Have the same likes and dislikes, horizons and patterns, and have comfort that others can't give. It is precisely because the chance of meeting love is really low that the word fate has its own meaning.

Slow, silent, like to be alone, three views are correct, more affectionate than you think, more indifferent than you think. ...