Have we met before?

Have we met before?

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Eseosa used to see him. As time went by, she noticed that she got to see him more than once. She longed for him, she dreamt of him, dreamt of a past she never remembered living. But, she knew she couldn't keep thinking about him. She needed to move on. Twelve years went by, and She hasn't seen him anymore. Until, he stands right before her eyes, and she wants nothing but to never lose him ever again. Xiao Chen thought the same thing too. All he could do was smile at her when he would spot her at random times. Who was she? Why did he see her so often? Dream of her, and of a past he never remembered living? This is a sweet but short story about Two individuals who had a very tragic love story, luckily for them, they've reincarnated into who they were meant to be 100+ years later. Description Made in 2023 the 13th of August.
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