Summary
Three months after I met my online boyfriend in person, his family went bankrupt.
Hopelessly in love, I returned the one million yuan he’d given me over time and took three jobs so I could weather the storm with him.
Then a customer reduced me to tears because his delivery was late.
I was crouched in a corner, clutching my helmet and wiping my tears, when floating comments appeared before my eyes.
[Is this the power of a first love who dies young? It hurts so much to see her cry…]
[Why did the male lead have to listen to his friend and pretend to be poor just to test the supporting female character?]
[She takes a side job at a shady building-materials shop for an extra hundred yuan, then gets leukemia before she even finishes her freshman year…]
[Here we go. That bastard is pretending to be poor and asking her for money again.]
[Wait, how dare he ask for that amount? Is he testing her or insulting her?]
Before I could make sense of any of it, Lu Shiyan called.
“Baby, I accidentally spilled a dish on a customer’s clothes. I have to compensate them.”
“Could you lend me… two hundred and fifty yuan?”