Chapter 1 — Sweet Parting Fee

Before going abroad to find the "white moon light", Tham Thieu transferred me a large sum of money. Accompanying the message: "Live well." I understand, don't hold back. Take the money, disappear from his world. Half a month later, he pulled me out of the arms of a male model:

“Yo, enjoy it too.”

I smiled wryly: "Thanks to your generosity in paying for the breakup fee." He was silent for a moment, then exploded angrily:

"The parting fee is your head! That's my birthday gift to you!"

1

It's not the alarm that wakes me up in the morning. Not ideal. Nor is it a new-day kiss from your boyfriend. It's a notification of money going into a bank account. I closed my eyes and counted the number 0, the more I counted, the more I woke up. With trembling hands, click on the transaction details. There are only four words in the notes: “Live well.” My brain went blank for a moment. The other side of the bed was cold. There is no longer any trace of Tham Thieu. Based on my many years of experience reading domineering general novels on Tomato and Bat Cau, I, most likely, have already been dumped. Not too surprising. When I was first with Tham Thieu, I knew sooner or later this day would come. He, the young master, is rich, prosperous but ungrateful. He's also extremely generous with his ex-girlfriend. After breaking up, he spends a lot of money. Now I also have "real life experience". I should just take the time to withdraw from his life... But my finger unconsciously clicked on the chat box pinned above my head. Still a bit reluctant. Not satisfied because after just one night, love can completely disappear? Was last night's gentleness a lie? The words he hugged me and whispered,

“I will witness and participate in every important moment of your life,”

Is it also fake? While stunned, the dialog box popped up with a new message:

“Did you receive it?”

Before he could answer, he texted again:

“Sorry, I can't be there this time.”

“You can choose the place you like, do it in the style you want, just take it slow.”

I typed: “Why?”, then deleted.

“Didn't you do well enough?”, then delete.

"Can you please not break up? Huhu I beg you.", then deleted again.

Deleted and retyped, but in the end I couldn't send a single sentence. A long time later, Tham Thieu called directly. Lazy and lazy tone.

"What are you typing? Are you writing a long essay? Go away, there's no need."

Hearing the loudspeaker on the other side, I froze:

“Where are you?”

“Hmm? Airport.”

I tightened my grip on the phone, suddenly thinking of a possibility. Voice choked.

“Fly to France?”

Tham Thieu burst out laughing:

“Very smart.”

My heart suddenly turned cold. It is rumored that Tham Thieu has a "white moonlight" in France. As long as she calls, he can leave everything behind and fly to her side. As for me, I am the one left behind.

2

Before hanging up the phone, Tham Thieu also reminded me that today is my first day at work, don't be late. It's so strange. They broke up but are still worried about their ex-girlfriend's work. I counted the zeros again, breathing a sigh of relief. Asked my best friend who was struggling to study for the law exam, and it was confirmed that this money would not be asked back. So I immediately quit my job, blocked Tham Thieu's number, changed my phone number, and checked out the room. Everything went smoothly, neatly, no little hesitation. I am very conscious. A qualified ex-lover must disappear from the world. Completely disappeared, no news, absolutely no turning back. … At least because Tham Thieu really hates being followed. Not just hate, but extremely disgusted. So, no matter how unwilling I am, I cannot cause trouble. Unable to cry, unable to destroy his last good impression of me. What I can do... is just buy Little Deer coffee at full price, go bare-faced and use contact lenses for a day, and order food without using discount vouchers... Damn, why can't this money last forever! Every day I spend more slowly than the interest I earn! A poor person suddenly has money, but can't think of a way to spend it. I searched for some plans after winning the lottery: buying a car, investing in real estate, stocks, investment funds... These were all ways to "make money", I couldn't find anywhere to spend it to my heart's content. Human! How can you be so greedy! Don't know when to stop and enjoy life? … Two minutes later, I started looking for a way to invest financially with low risk but high profits. After watching, my head was filled with technical terms and I threw my phone aside in shock. Well, people cannot make money beyond their understanding. But almost every article puts "buying a house" first, which makes me a little uncomfortable. Remembering the day I first accepted the job, I excitedly invited Tham Thieu to dinner, "Hehe, one step closer to the goal." I am the eldest child in the family, I have two younger brothers. Since she entered elementary school, I was forced to give up my room and move out to the balcony. Two screens act as partitions, unable to hide my crampedness and shame. My parents said it as a matter of course, conveniently monitoring me not to fall in love early, and also told my daughter to get married in the future and not need a separate room. For the countless number of times my younger brother peeped on me while changing clothes, I told myself: I must have a room of my own. Bedroom to bedroom, balcony to balcony. After listening, Tham Thieu was silent for a long time and then nodded: "It will happen." He also asked what my next goal was. Without thinking, I blurted out:

“Raising a whole bunch of cats and dogs in a small apartment with me!”

He laughed. Now that I think about it, he was probably thinking about breaking up at that time. Laughing at me is so naive. I turned around uncomfortably. The aftershock after the breakup was much stronger than I thought. I was thinking about whether I should go on a trip to relieve my sadness when my best friend called.

“Hu hu, you guys take care of me, I don't want to try anymore!”