If...

I had a dream last night.
In the dream, I cried like a baby when I heard you are getting married and is going to become a daddy soon.
I took the flight to Hartford right way but I found you have moved to another place.
I met the girl you are going to get married with and everything feels so surreal but sad and helpless for me.
I woke up in tears and I know one day this is going to happen in real life, but there is nothing I can do but wait for the sadness from this devastating moment.
Maybe, having those dreams that keep destroying me at nights are good for me. So that I can at least practice and experience with the tortures and heart breaks every night.

Sometimes, I can't help to wonder, if you were still the boy who grew up in Handan and I was the girl still lived in Quzhou, would life be easier for us and would we meet and love each other till the end of the life?