Summary
I sent my ex-boyfriend a long message asking to get back together, and he replied, “I’m getting married. Want to come?”
I instantly unsent the message: “Well… I’ll just give you a wedding gift then.”
“Will you die if you go a day without fawning over me?”
“Hmm… I’ll give 500 yuan, but you’ll have to earn the last cent yourself.”
I sent him a Pinduoduo (playfully nicknamed ‘Pinxixi’) link showing I was one cent short of withdrawing 500 yuan, then turned around and threw myself into his Third Uncle’s arms.
“Uncle, can I kiss you now?”