The Moonlight Never Falls

During my university years, I “bought” a boyfriend.

As long as he was with me, I would take care of his family’s medical expenses.

This poor top student followed me for four years in humiliation.

Later, my family went bankrupt.

When we broke up, he was still indifferent, without a word to keep me.

Later on, I worked as a waitress at a karaoke to pay off debts, while he became a tech tycoon and got together with the class beauty from those days.

He asked me, “Do you regret it?”

“No.”

“But I do.”