Kite.

Ji used to be my kite.

I can listen to music loudly in the small house without worrying about bothering anyone.

One of my good friends in the dormitory has also fallen in love. She brought her boyfriend to our dormitory and then winked at me, asking me to leave. When I moved a bit slowly, I received countless disdainful looks.

Before that, he had said to me countless times, "Yaya, grow up quickly. When you reach the age to get married, I will marry you."

"So," Ji said, "may I invite you for tea?"

You look like you're flying high through the clouds.

I am a high-achieving student in the computer science department. I stayed in this city based on my own abilities and now work in a company doing advertising planning. Although the pay is not high, I don't have to work fixed hours and have a lot of free time.

That night, I squeezed onto Ji's bed and chatted with him. In fact, I often fall asleep on his bed like this. Sometimes, when I wake up, Ji looks at me affectionately.

During New Year's Eve, I hid in Ji's embrace and watched the Spring Festival Gala. However, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't really get into it. I then dialed the phone at home, and on the other end, my mother was softly weeping.

I recall my first girlfriend, and there is infinite fear in my heart.

Ji's face is black.

I heard my own calm voice saying, "Has the visa been processed?"

At that time, I was ironing a pair of pants for Ji. I was about to be promoted to the advertising department manager at the company I work for. I hadn't had the chance to tell him the good news yet. Ji then said, "I'm sorry, Aya. There's something I haven't told you. I'm applying to go to the United States."

I buried my head in my knees and realized that last night was actually the first time I cried for the sake of memories.

When the landlord came to collect the rent in person, Ji Duoban was mostly not at home. I paid it off and didn't say anything.

I took almost 30,000 yuan in kickbacks all at once.

Worth it! I nodded vigorously.

I used to sneer at it, but now I finally believe it without a doubt.

I shout loudly standing on the mountaintop.

Finally, the woman started crying. Her face was covered in a thick layer of makeup, which was washed away by her tears, leaving streaks on her cheeks. I took her to my dormitory to wash her face.

In the cold wind, Ji's nose turned red from the cold, and he said, "I'm sorry."

I stood there obediently and listened to her scolding.

I looked up to see him, thinking he would kiss me, but he just lightly touched my lips.

I work very hard. In order to earn money, I started taking on other jobs. Sometimes I make a website for others, working day and night, only earning a few hundred yuan. My cheeks have become thinner, and my eyes have become bigger. The girl working across from me said, "Yaya, you'd better put on some light makeup. Maybelline's 3-in-1 powder stick is good."

But that day, Ji was very tired and he fell asleep before me. I didn't have time to ask him if I was still beautiful.

"That's fine," he said.

Let me believe that love is never wrong.

I also know how beautiful the sky is.

In my letter to my mother, I said: "I am very satisfied with the job that Ji helped me find, and it suits me well. He loves me very much and brings me an ice cream cone every day after work. Mom, I am very happy."

I want to become the most cultured woman in the world, and I want to let Ji know that his choice was not wrong.

After that, Jizhen rarely touched me.

When I looked in the mirror the next morning and saw my eyes swollen like fish bubbles, I told myself that it didn't matter even if I was disfigured, because Ji would never see my beauty again.

The dramatic encounter, and a long time later, Ji used four words to describe the moment he saw me, he said: "astonishingly beautiful."

I have never held so much money before. I sent ten thousand yuan to my mother and gave the rest to Ji.

Why do you want to leave when you can't rest assured?

I wanted to say, didn't I just give you 20,000 yuan to keep? But in the end, I didn't ask. Ji has his own secrets. If he has any difficulties, only I can help him.

I returned Ji's phone to him, shrugging helplessly.

Is it worth it? Ji asked me again.

"You are still young," Ji Jiang said with a serious face, "everything can start anew."

Finally, Ji told me that he is going abroad.

Ji looked at me strangely, and then he said, "Why don't you go and dance?"

When I was nineteen, I met Ji. At that time, I was still in my second year of college. My friends invited me to go clubbing, and it was my first time entering a nightclub. I sat there, feeling a bit embarrassed to move. There was someone sitting next to me, who was also sitting still, and that person was Ji, who was twenty-seven years old.

Mother finally accepted the fact that Ji and I are together. She came to see us once, sitting on the small sofa in our house. Mother said, "Yaya, you have to be careful. You can't let the people at work look down on you."

Mother tightly hugged me, but threw Dor outside the door.

I just can't rest assured about you," Ji said with his head down.

It was winter then, and the night was really cold. I hid under the thick cotton quilt and cried all night. I knew that from then on, I would never see Ji again. Even if I did, he would no longer be my dear one.

Sorry. I'll be honest, it's my first time here.

When I want to sing karaoke, it's usually when he's not at home. I can sing loudly and play a song by Jacky Cheung, imagining that he's singing it to me.

I know that my ex-girlfriend before Ji is in the United States.

I smiled and said, "Love should never say sorry."

That year during the Spring Festival, I didn't celebrate the New Year at home. My mother angrily hung up my phone and said, "If you really want to be with that much older man, then you don't need to come home ever again."

Finally, I understand why all these years he has been unwilling to have a real connection with me. I always thought he was my everything in love, but he was just a passing phase in my life.

She said despairingly, "Your skin is so good, yet you don't even use facial cleanser."

Ji shook his head and said, "I was originally thinking of being a bit excessive, but forget it, I'll spare your life."

Her boyfriend even sends her very cheesy love poems and sings "Rose Love Song" to her.

From this perspective, Ji is considered a responsible person when it comes to love.

I lay awake, watching as the moonlight poured into the room like flowing water.

After graduation, I did not return to my hometown.

... ....

Ji left the company of his ex-girlfriend's father, but he still found a very good job. He always wears clean clothes and works in an office building. He pays great attention to his appearance. If his shirt accidentally gets a little dirty, he will take time to go home and change into a new one.

Who cut his thread.

I don't want.

They relied on each other for a long time, but in the end, Ji did not stand up. The girl glared at him fiercely, then jumped back into the spotlight and laughed like a monster again.

My girlfriend Ji came to find me, and she blocked me at the entrance of the girls' dormitory, pointing at my nose and cursing loudly. I have never seen a woman who can speak so many vulgar and dirty words. It's even harder to believe that Ji had a four-year relationship with her.