"Senior, I really liked him."

Not for money.

But after she finished speaking, she laughed at herself.

"This kind of love is still based on money. The kindness you show me is also paid for with money."

"Mr. Song and I have been together for three months, and I really haven't asked him for anything, at least I've never asked for anything on my own initiative. But he did buy me four bags."

"I don't like bags. To me, there's no difference between a bag that costs one or two hundred yuan and one that costs thirty or forty thousand yuan. When I go out, I'm too lazy to carry a backpack if I can just hold it in my hands."

"Senior, you gave me three million as a breakup fee."

She took a deep breath and said, "My family is not well off. This money is enough for my parents to work for 15 years without eating or drinking."

He bent his knees to hold on, resting his forehead on them, his voice muffled in the rain.

"I said it wasn't about the money, but when I saw the number on my bank card, I still felt shamefully happy."

"Senior..."

She murmured, "Please, don't look down on me."

Her voice was broken.

Jiang Li's voice was calm, like the rain falling before his eyes.

“No, the world is diverse, and so are people.”

“It’s interesting because of its unique diversity.”

She stood up and said, "Since you're fine, I'll leave first. It's late, you should go back and rest early."

Apart from anything else, she's a very nice girl.

At least I can face my own heart and see some things clearly.

In this way, life can be easier.

The current dullness is only temporary, and I believe it will go away soon.