Qixin likes the feeling of the wind blowing in her ears when she falls.
He opened his eyes and looked at the dazzling blue sky, with a mocking smile on his lips.
People live their lives not just to live a normal life, but also to live for the wishes of others.
It's like a wooden idol is a puppet. He is being carried and led, and his soul seems to be living in another time and space.
Finally free... Myself with no one to love me.
Qixin hugged herself tightly and closed her eyes...
"The weather is so nice today."
P. S. If you want to read about revenge, robbery, passion, emotional entanglement, please treat this article as a floating cloud... Ah floating clouds