"Qi Rufeng is like a paper kite. Although I yearn for the sky and pray for wind and freedom, I am tightly held by the thread called love. One day, Qi Rufeng will be truly free like this name."
When I loved her, I was like a kite, floating up and down, letting the wind blow me away, trapped in the rainy season.
It wasn't until later that I broke through the illusory love and flew into the sky with the wind, and then I got the freedom I really wanted.
There is no God's perspective in life, so I won't look back, and you didn't hold me back.
First person autobiography
Not tall, not fair, not rich, not worthy of the love of an ordinary person.
Intention: The love of ordinary people cannot be obtained