love at first sight🌾

Love at First Sight 一见钟情 They're both convinced that a sudden passion joined them. Such certainty is beautiful, but uncertainty is more beautiful still 有一种爱叫做一见钟情 突如其来，清醒而笃定； 另一种迟缓的爱，或许更美：暗暗的渴慕 淡淡的纠葛，若即若离，朦胧不明。 Since they'd never met before, they're sure that there'd been nothing between them. But what's the word from the streets, staircases, hallways— perhaps they've passed by each other a million times? 既然素不相识，他们便各自认定 自己的轨道从未经过对方的小站 而街角、走廊和楼梯早已见惯 他们擦肩而过的一百万个瞬间 I want to ask them if they don't remember— a moment face to face in some revolving door? perhaps a "sorry" muttered in a crowd? a curt "wrong number" caught in the receiver? but I know the answer. No, they don't remember 我很想提醒他们回忆 在经过某个旋转门的片刻，他们曾经脸对着脸，仅隔着一面玻璃 还有某个拨错的电话，人群中的某一声“抱歉”…… 只是，他们不可能还记得起。 They'd be amazed to hear that Chance has been toying with them now for years. 若他们终于知道 缘分竟然捉弄了自己这么多年 他们还有多么讶异 Not quite ready yet to become their Destiny, it pushed them close, drove them apart, it barred their path, stifling a laugh, and then leaped aside. 缘分是个顽童，在成长为矢志不渝的宿命之前， 它忽而把他们拉近，忽而把他们推远， 它憋着笑，为他们设下路障， 自己却闪到一边。 There were signs and signal, even if they couldn't read them yet. Perhaps three years ago or just last Tuesday a certain leaf fluttered from one shoulder to another? Something was dropped and then picked up. Who know, maybe the ball that vanished into childhood's thicket? 但总有些极细小的征兆， 只是他们尚读不出其中的隐喻：某一天 一片落叶，从他的肩飘上了她的肩 或许就在上个周二，也许早在三年之前； 或是无意中拾到了某件旧物——遗失了太久； 消失于童年灌木丛中的那只皮球。 There were doorknobs and doorbells where one touch had covered another beforehand. Suitcases checked and standing side by side. One night, perhaps, the same dream, grown hazy by morning. 或是他转过她转过的门把，按过她按过的门铃， 或是他的刚刚通过安检的皮箱正紧紧挨着她的， 或是相同的夜晚里相同的梦 冲淡了，被相同的黎明。 Every beginning is only a sequel, after all, and the book of events is always open halfway through. 毕竟，每一个开篇， 都只是前后文当中的一环； 那写满故事的书本， 其实早已读过了一半。