The Wind from Dianjiang Blew Away My Youth

That year, I was in the first year of junior high school and she was fourteen years old. She escaped from Dianjiang, Chongqing, homeless and penniless. I gave her a place to live, a job, and a clumsy and desperate love. Because of her stomach problems and depression, I gave up my studies, took risks, and spent everything I had. I spent 120,000 yuan to take her to hide in the mountains, thinking that I could redeem her and myself. But she still ran away again and again, disappearing into the wind again and again. It wasn't until I was far away in Qingdao that I finally said that - break up. This is the story of a young man who loved someone with all his courage. Passionate, ridiculous, and heartbreaking.