Since the very beginning, I thought it was just me that felt his chinese name sounds a bit familiar that we might have met each other's some where in school since we studied at the same primary school but not at the same grade (yes I'm older by 1 year, 6 months in fact). How would we have figured out each other's most horrible nickname ever in school, just with a few encounter.
芷珊 is my name, somehow someone made a name with a sound like 智障 which means mentally retarded. Whereas, his name 秉翰 and came out to be 流汗的饼干 a biscuit that sweats. We thought that perhaps was just coincidence that such things are pretty common those days and so just happened we figured out each other's worse nickname ever which was forgotten almost two century.
Today whilst driving on the road, we saw this very old vannett in red maroon colour which was driving recklessly. While he was cursing at that guy, I said "This van looks exactly like the one I took to primary school during those days". Then he also said "I took this van as well ...". Well how many similar vans are these those days? Perhaps for the yellow orangy "Bas Sekolah" maybe. How he described the aunty with super curly hair, likes to drink water from the nescafe glass bottle, driving like a hooligan on the road with that manual van, she with lots of freckles, sometimes took us along to go buy "Toto", buying us ice cream to shut us up from telling our parents and the games that we used to play on the van on the way to and back from school.
When I dig my memory a little deeper, now that house of his looks a bit familiar, with the aunty van constantly sounding her hon and this boy always late or absent from school because he can't wake up from bed. Although I can't remember much at such age, but my feeling told me that we have crossed path in each other's life before.
We were only about 7-10 years old then. Sometimes, it's just like a miracle and how fate brought us back to together for nearly 18 - 20 years after that and to fall in love with each other. That kind of feeling was like .... "Wow, the hand that I'm holding now was that little boy next to me 20 years back when we were still naive and young as little rascals". Just like going back to those days and telling that little boy "小弟弟你长大了20年后我会是你的女朋友知道吗？”. Think xiaodidi might have run far far away that time.
In all, I'm just thankful that how fate have brought him back into my life after all these years and how we met again in the same workplace. Maybe he was that boy that helped me up and asked if I'm ok that time, just like how he picked me up through the toughest part in my life that I was in more than 2 years ago and help me up out from it again. I would have never been able to find someone like these again for my whole life. Someone who's like a soul mate to each other, who understands each other so well.
Fate. You drew us together, I could only wish that the situation does not tear such a beautiful thing apart.
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