From the first moment I saw Xiao, I told myself: I’m afraid I’m going to fall in love with you. Maybe I won’t be able to help myself! Our love began with an inadvertent glance on a university campus. Cupid led us from being strangers to becoming lovers who understood, cherished, and stayed by each other’s side.
Three years of weathering storms together transformed love at first sight into a bond in which we would live and die for each other.
But things did not go as we wished, and the lovers were forced apart.
As he saw me off, I clearly saw tears welling in Xiao’s eyes. I wanted so badly to sob in his arms, to go back to how things were, but how could I saddle him with a lifetime of guilt just for my own sake? I had only one path to take: leave. What is it like to be in love? Is it really only when all hope is lost that we can feel the weight of love? And why is it that a show of outward resolve is actually a sign of true love?
The kite flew high, but when it drifted down, it no longer turned into a boy. It became only a faint, hazy purple cloud. Goodbye, my love!
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