Bo Jing thought he had forgotten the past and was working hard like an ant in Beijing, but he didn't know that he had never changed. Her love for that person was as disgusting as eating a fly. When she finally found out that she had moved on and successfully climbed into a rich family and could say goodbye to the past, thunderous shocks followed one after another.
Her loss of virginity was not wasted? Is her love just a turtle shell? In fact, her snail used to love not a bastard like a dung beetle but a pearl buried deep under the sea?
The cake buyer, she, won the jackpot?
The story is a bit funny, light-hearted and absolutely true. Someone is still running on the road of struggle, and then experiences all kinds of deep lovesickness.