Her Roses Have No Weight

"I took the flower in her hand, took a deep look at her leaving back, looked at this bright and blooming thing carefully, and then let it fly freely. It's not that I don't understand romance, because I saw through the true meaning of this flower, and I also knew that this was just their boring trick. I also understood that this flower does not belong to me after all, and I don't bother to spend all my energy and energy to take care of this rotten peach blossom that does not belong to me."