She wants to marry me + episode

However, this was only the first coming-of-age gift that God gave me. After that, I received one after another, each gift I will never forget.I was dragged out of the castle that my mother carefully built for me by life, and I was no longer... that Ruan Zhen who was protected.

I became Song Zhen.

I met a man who claimed to be my father.. and a little boy who felt like he could tear down a house.

I left Hangzhou, and I have a new home, but there is no mother in this home.

After failing to repeat my studies, I was sent abroad for a systematic MBA study by my father who had just recognized me. From that day on, I began my difficult life abroad.When I was sitting on the plane, I was looking at the city buildings that gradually became smaller on the ground outside the plane window, and I was thinking, from today onwards, I will really...not be Ruan Zhen anymore.

And in the same way, the woman who was short-lived in my life is destined to become a passerby.

This moment may be the closest I am to her and my mother in heaven.

Having lost my mother's protection, I stepped into a completely strange society, like a little white/rabbit being put into a herd of wolves.Although Song Jingyan is very rich, he did not help me arrange everything abroad like so many parents.

Many things, mostly on my own.

In addition to the cost of the whole process of study and a little monthly living expenses, he only helped me pay the rent for half a year for the place where I lived.All this was told to me by his assistant over the phone after the plane landed, and as a father, he didn't even express his condolences.

At that time, I was thinking, am I really his biological daughter?

Is there something wrong?

I started to try, living a life of working and earning money while studying in a foreign country. From the beginning, I couldn’t do this or that, and finally I was able to speak fluent English and communicate with foreigners after being familiar with the way. I have experienced pain that no one else can understand.

The days will always get better and better.

When I got the first salary I earned in my life, I couldn't wait to walk into the cake shop across the street after get off work that day and buy myself a cake that I had wanted for a long time.With anticipation and joy, facing the afterglow of the sunset in a foreign country, I walked back to the rented place step by step.

I met a ragged, unkempt old man.

He said he got separated from his family and asked if I could lend him a little money to go home.

He looked very pitiful, and I couldn't help but feel compassion for having lost my family. After all, I don't have any family either.

I saved the small amount of salary in my pocket, and I almost sweated out of the thin paper—although it was actually only a little bit.I was wandering between the torment of my conscience and the embarrassment of reality. I didn't have much money, but these were the wages I got after working hard for more than half a month.

In the face of difficult guests and criticism from the boss... let's not talk about these for now.

In the end, I chose to lend him the money, because I suddenly remembered that my mother taught me to be a kind person since I was a child.

Mom, look.

I am a kind person and I am still willing to help others.

Before he left, this person was grateful to Dade, promised to return the money to me when he returned home safely, and left my contact information, which I believed.

I watched him leave with the cake in my hand... Then I watched him walk into a restaurant with a decent environment at the corner of the street.

I recognize that restaurant, since I went out to work part-time, I have to pay more attention to the restaurant every time I pass by-but because of the price, I have never dared to go in.

Maybe he's... too hungry, I think.

This person has completely crushed the last remaining innocence of me, and I have not received any phone calls about paying back or thanking me in the days to come.. Some are just calls from the landlord for rent reminders and work places, and the boss calls dismissed the phone.

Because I was still stuttering in English, I was fired.

Although I needed this job very much at the time, even though I also earnestly begged the boss on the phone to give me another chance.Although.. I often study until midnight in order to be able to speak more fluent English better and more fluently, but these are of no use.

No one else wants to know about my difficulties.

At that time, I began to feel: To live, especially to live decently... is really difficult.

I am being forced to grow up, become stronger, and become a person who can stand on my own.

Although becoming such a person is very powerful and excellent.. But I feel that I am slowly losing the things that my mother has kept for me since I was a child, but I don’t think that these things are lost as before. It would be a pity.

Because these are the things that must be lost to grow up. I would rather exchange these things than live a difficult life, so that I can live a decent life.

My life started to get better and better.

My grades were also top-notch in school, and gradually I stopped relying on low-level odd jobs to earn that kind of meager salary. My business talent began to show little by little with the passage of time. Come out.. Finally, all my studies abroad are over, and I am returning home.