"Idiot, lift the kite higher and don't hold it tightly."
Jun Wuxie did as he was told.
Running back and forth, Luo Qingyue looked at Jun Wuxie and laughed silently.
The paper kite finally flew under the blue sky with the efforts of two people.
Luo Qingyue held the spool and turned the thread upside down from time to time.[
Jun Wuxie came to her side, and together with her, she held the spool and turned it upside down.
"Wu Xie, you know, I used to like flying kites. In the school, there were masters, elders, senior sisters and brother-in-law. At that time, I felt that I was the happiest.
Carefree, like a blank piece of paper with only the word "happiness" written on it.
However, since I met you, I realized that there seemed to be something missing from the previous happiness.
When I am with you, I feel very solid and at ease. I am different from the happiness I had before, but I am happier than before.
When I meet you, I am like the paper kite in our hands, pulled by a thread, and will not be lost under the vast sky, nor will I be lonely and helpless."
Jun Wuxie frowned and tightened his grip on the spool, and at the same time tightened his grip on Luo Qingyue's hand, "Qingyue, don't you think the kite will fly farther if it cuts the thread?
The entire sky will be where the kites go, and no one can stop them."
He knew that Luo Qingyue was not the original Luo Qingyue, so he naturally thought that the sect she mentioned was her former home.
There was a touch of bitterness on Luo Qingyue's lips, "But the final result still fell.
No matter how high it flies, without the traction of the line, it will only fall in loneliness and helplessness until it is destroyed."
A subtle sound of 'click' was heard in the air.
Luo Qingyue turned to look at Jun Wuxie in disbelief, "Wuxie, you
Jun Wuxie cut off the ball of thread in his hand with one hand. The paper kite flying in mid-air disappeared with the wind, flying higher and farther. "Qingyue, let the paper kite fly by itself, isn't it good?
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"No, no!" Luo Qingyue let go of the spool in her hand, looked at Jun Wuxie, and said word by word: "Without the thread, the kite will disappear, do you know."
"But at least it's free, isn't it?" Jun Wuxie smiled bitterly.
"So what about freedom? No matter how free you are, it's not a good thing if you have nothing to rely on."
"Qingyue, stop being so persistent. What should go will go away sooner or later, and what should disappear will always disappear."
"I don't allow it, did you hear it? I don't allow him to disappear." Luo Qingyue backed away, mist accumulated in her eyes, she bit her lower lip, trying not to let the tears flow down.[
"Qingyue" she retreated and he advanced.
However, Luo Qingyue seemed frustrated and refused to let Jun Wuxie touch her.
Because of heartache, I simply turned around and wanted to run away.
But Jun Wuxie hugged her tightly from behind.
"Qingyue, listen to me, no matter what happens in the future, you must go on strong
Luo Qingyue raised her head slightly. Only in this way could the tears not fall down so quickly.
Listening to Jun Wuxie's words, her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big invisible hand. Maybe it would break if she wasn't careful.
"Qingyue, show your previous courage. In this world, you don't rely on anyone but yourself."