My Beautiful Rich Girlfriend

My girlfriend is a rich, beautiful woman.

This urban pure-love story is about a couple with a sharp contrast: on the surface she is cold and aloof, but in private she is full of unexpected warmth.

She likes me very much, but I feel that I am not good enough for her, and I try many times to leave her.

The first time I left her, I lied to her and said I was traveling to another city. She gave me a whole box of paper cranes, exactly one thousand of them, and each one had the neatly written words, “I like you, wait for me to come back.”

The second time I left her, I slipped away late at night. Somehow she learned my whereabouts, and when I arrived in the destination city, I found her waiting for me at the station exit...

The third time, I hardened my heart and stopped contacting her, going to a faraway country across the ocean. I changed to a new number there, and from then on we lost all contact.

A few months later, I came home at night and suddenly saw a lonely woman standing in the corridor. I widened my eyes, and she looked at me with tears in her eyes...

This good woman who thinks only of me flew across the ocean to find me!

“I hate you for running so far away without telling me. I searched for you for so long that my legs are almost broken, and I finally found you...”