Chapter 25 Old Place
Is it destined by heaven or played by fate? Sometimes even oneself can't understand, isn't this also a kind of tacit understanding? Qiu Tao wouldn't ask him why he knew they would meet at this school, because no one can explain it clearly, so it's better to hide it in one's own heart.
When we meet, a smile; when we part, an embrace. Expressing the best wishes for each other, whether it's friendship or love, as long as there is a true friend with a good heart, everything won't feel so desolate and endless.
Fate is sometimes a miracle, but also absurd. You don't know when it will quietly arrive, and you don't know when it will silently leave. When you feel it, hold on tight; when you lose it, you'll be heartbroken.
Those memories are etched in my mind, those promises are sworn to the death, those bits and pieces of heartbreak are forever etched in my memory, those vows are unshakeable, and the faces of those people are frozen in my mind, unable to be forgotten for a long time.
We don't know how long their love will last, nor do we know what they felt at that time, whether it was sweet, shy, or heart-pounding excitement that couldn't be stopped, or perhaps the sprouting of youth, or the longing of the soul, and the guardian angel of love arrived.
University life flies by so quickly, it won't be as depressing or frustrating as middle school days, but which kind of fulfilling and busy life is something that many people can't accept, only a few top students will understand the joy in it.
It is true that "there are golden houses in books and jade maidens in books", those who have worked hard will naturally get rewards.
Qiu Tao and Zhou Xiao Ran unknowingly spent a lot of time together, the length of which was an unending topic. They wouldn't deliberately keep track of every little detail, but just leave behind a tiny bit of memory in this youthful era.
The stars twinkle in the dark night, densely packed, shining with their own faint light, just as Zhou Chongguang said: "We are all grains of sand in the vast universe!"
Don't know the destination, don't know the route, anyway just drift with the tide, won't stop until reaching the end, won't shed tears until reaching the end, that's what they call 'tears only fall at happy moments'!
Fate is predetermined by heaven, happiness is pursued by oneself, but the love between them has been brewing for a long time, and whether they face it or not, it's still a kind of perfect trust.
We always rely on each other, rely on ourselves, can't learn to refuse, still waiting for the opportunity to appear. In fact, we have already lost what should exist long ago, but only after losing it do we discover the heart-wrenching pain. It's a kind of irretrievable words.
Love knows no time, place or age. It's just that the love in youth is more intense, the love in middle age is more rational, and the love in old age is settled, or it can be said to be a kind of returning to one's roots.
When you no longer dwell on whether it happened or not, you will suddenly realize that it was destined long ago in the mysterious universe, and all you need to do is continue the story. Whether it's wonderful or not depends on yourself, as you are the protagonist.
Everyone is the protagonist of their own life, and life is a live broadcast without rehearsal or embellishment. We face reality head-on: encounters, acquaintances, understanding, love - romance is an eternal and unchanging topic, beautiful and pure. Even if it's not deeply etched in our hearts, we want it to be earth-shattering; even if there are no grand vows, we want it to last till the seas dry up and the rocks crumble; even if it's not forever, we want it to transcend time and space.
