My mother worked as a nanny at Tang Ying's house, so I became Tang Ying's follower and dog licker for nine years.
From a small flower picked by the roadside in middle school to a well-prepared birthday surprise in college.
I expressed my love to Tang Ying countless times, but she was ruthlessly rejected.
When I finally realized that I was just a poor guy with no money and status, not worthy of her, and was about to leave her, she begged me in a low voice not to leave.
