The Female Protagonist Who Accompanies the Male Protagonist to Live in Poverty Has Awakened

[I want to write "Cheap Love" for my next book, and put the copy at the bottom~] We spent three years in Ohio that were as ordinary as water but respectful to each other. During his downfall, we took care of each other and supported each other. Or most of the time, I, a poor female college student, took care of him and his children. I have heard him talk countless times about how the Cheng family was ungrateful to him and unscrupulous for profit... I knew very well how that bad woman from the Cheng family played with his feelings but chose other marriage partners. He succeeded. Ohio couldn't hold him. After receiving a large amount of financing again, he cleared up his former shame and was determined to take his children back to China. The night before his return, his dark eyes were particularly deep and affectionate, and he swore, "I will hold a top-notch luxurious wedding for you." My face was full of dependence and reliance on his smile. However, a terrible dream appeared in my mind. Less than half a month after returning to China, this man who kept saying he was deeply in love with me was going to marry the vain eldest daughter of the Cheng family, whom he said he hated so much. What they used was the old-fashioned script of reunion, marriage first, love later, and matchmaking with children. As for me, an inconsequential female supporting character, I am just a big fool like Wang Baochuan who accompanies him to visit low-end wholesale hypermarkets in the United States to buy a lot of bargains for him to save money, and who converts every dollar transaction into RMB and is reluctant to spend it. - I thought about him breaking up with me and choosing another woman because he had money, but I never thought that he would be so mean to please Cheng Shuangyi again. How could Shen Qi do this. He betrayed not only me, but also his poor and dirty years and the last conscience of a man. That night, I packed his few luggage for him, and I also packed and threw away all the other furniture in my house that had his mark on it. I only left him with one sentence, "Get out of here, as far away as possible." Small Theater After Shen Qi returned to China, he played songs every night and indulged in life. Those who had looked down on him and abandoned him like worn shoes suddenly returned to his world, begging for his forgiveness. He thought he was the winner. But his heart was empty, and the figure of that silly woman often lingered in his mind. He never thought that he loved her very much, and thought that it was just a complete use, but he could not see the sincerity among people other than her. When she finally revealed the news of her return to China, he frantically ordered his two children to dress up and go to the airport together to greet the women who were looking at him—— However, she walked past him indifferently. It was as if their three years had never existed. [Full Crematorium/Big Heroine/Second Male Lead] [Most of the names in this article come from the poems of Langston Hughes] [The document was recorded in 2020.9, And the screenshot was taken in 2023.4] —— The copy of "Cheap Love" is as follows: When I was extremely bored today, I glanced at Jinjiang's article. The one called Dai Dan was written like bullshit. The hero's mother spent a lot of money. She took out a check for five million. Some people said that five million was too little. This is simply nonsense—— She didn't know that the richer people are, the smarter they are about money. I closed my eyes and thought of the newspaper wrapped with 100,000 yuan fifteen years ago. Although it had been dusty for many years, I still remembered that it exuded the smell of inferior ink and the dark, damp and musty smell that only existed during the rainy season. The ceiling fan hovering above shakes off the dust of the times. The woman smiled brightly and said, "With this money, you should understand what Auntie means." Without saying a word, I broke up with Zhou Yinchu that day. Unlike the male protagonists in any romance novels who tried to persuade me to stay, he didn't even offer me the least support. Not to mention the red eyes, he didn't even bother to raise his eyebrows. His eyes were higher than the top of his head, and his eyes were filled with overwhelming disgust, "Fine, don't regret it." … Fifteen years later, the one hundred thousand yuan was not enough to change the lives of me and my family at the bottom of the class. I was still a mediocre ordinary woman with a bit of beauty, and he became increasingly out of reach. This hundred thousand is the loot I got from my fucking luck. My short-lived husband has passed away, and my son attends the Central Street Primary School where he taught during his lifetime. Due to the bad memories of that school and their peaceful attitude toward my husband's death... I decided to let my son study in an international school so that I would not have to repeat my hopeless life. I took my son, who was as kind-hearted as his father, to the interview. But I never expected that my son failed. I think this has nothing to do with his IQ, but has everything to do with the fact that he was born into a powerless family like mine. He raised his little face to comfort me, "Failure is common. Mom, don't be unhappy. When I am promoted to junior high school, I will be able to go to the best middle school in Jiangcheng." I said nothing. It was not because I was indifferent to my son, but because I saw the honorary school director Zhou Yinchu surrounded by people in the corridor of the international school. He saw me like a rat out of place in a skyscraper. - That night, I stood outside the Ritz-Carlton presidential suite with the key card given by his assistant. The cheap bra straps slipped off my shoulders. Purpose: To repay evil with kindness, why repay kindness with kindness?