Reborn back to the time before I sold my blood to support my scumbag boyfriend's college educat

Xia Yichu woke up just as dawn broke; she had taken a shower and gone to bed the night before. She had been sleeping only five hours a night all summer, but last night she finally got enough sleep.

She stretched and touched the black bag she had brought back last night. Inside was the thousand yuan she had earned from selling her blood yesterday. In her previous life, Chen Shaoping would come to see her the day before school started.

There is two thousand in her savings account. Some of it is what she earned last month, and some is what she has saved over the years. She earns three hundred and twenty a month working in an electronics factory and four hundred a month washing dishes.

The job was found for her by Chen Shaoping's second sister. After receiving her university admission notice, she came to work in Pengcheng with Chen Shaoping and Yang Mengru. Her cousin was worried about her, so he came along too. Besides the money he had earned from selling blood yesterday, he only had nine yuan and eighty cents on him.

Thinking of this, she immediately got up. She would quit both jobs today. In her past life, she also got into university, but for Chen Shao-ping's sake, she hid her acceptance letter and devoted herself to earning money to support his studies. Now, thinking about it, she really wanted to slap herself a few times. No, she wished she could kill herself.

"Qiuhong, are you up?"

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, Xia Yichu went to the street to buy steamed buns, soy milk, and fried dough sticks. Wu Qiuhong worked at the same factory as her, but Xia Yichu was a little better off. Xia Yichu was exploited by a scumbag boyfriend, while Wu Qiuhong was exploited by her parents. At least her parents had raised her.

"Get up, wait a moment."

Wu Qiuhong got up to open the door. She also did part-time work in the evenings, but she didn't want to wash dishes, so she worked as a waitress at the restaurant where Xia Yichu washed dishes. Her salary was 100 yuan less than Xia Yichu's, and she finished get off work at midnight.

"Yichu, come in quickly, sit down for a while, I'm going to wash up."

Wu Qiuhong's house is the same size as hers, and her belongings are almost the same. She is the eldest child in her family, with two younger brothers and two younger sisters. After graduating from elementary school, she stayed at home to help with chores, and only started working last month.

Wu Qiuhong's parents wanted to marry her off to a man in the county who sold pork. The man was eleven years older than her, thirty years old this year, and had two sons, one six years old and the other four years old.

Wu Qiuhong is only nineteen years old and doesn't want to get married, much less become a stepmother. The man offered a dowry of 2,600 yuan but didn't want any bride's dowry.

Wu Qiuhong knelt on the ground, pleading with her parents and promising to bring home 2,600 yuan this year and hand over all her future wages. Only then did her parents relent and agree to let her go out and earn money. Unfortunately, Wu Qiuhong couldn't escape it and eventually married that man.

"Yichu, how are you feeling?"

"It's alright, come and have some steamed buns."

Xia Yichu bought four meat buns, two fried dough sticks, and two cups of soy milk, spending 1.9 yuan. With the average monthly salary in Shenzhen only around 300-400 yuan, this is considered a pretty good breakfast.

She and Qiu Hong would skip breakfast, eat lunch at the factory, and then have dinner at the restaurant where they worked in the evening.

The restaurant's food was good, with meat, vegetables, and soup. Xia Yichu would eat two bowls of rice and drink a bowl of soup at a time. Sometimes the restaurant would have leftover porridge or rice after get off work, which could be eaten, but there were no side dishes.

"Yichu, why did you buy so much? But you should eat something good to nourish yourself. I'm so glad you're okay, otherwise I would feel guilty for the rest of my life."

Wu Qiuhong told Xia Yichu about the place to sell blood, someone at a restaurant had mentioned it once. She remembered it, thinking she'd sell her blood someday if she needed money. A couple of days ago, she saw Xia Yichu looking distressed about money, breaking a bowl while working and getting scolded by her boss, almost having her wages docked.

Although she didn't approve of Xia Yichu spending money on her boyfriend, she couldn't bear to see her good friend worry about money, so she told her about a place where one could sell blood. Of course, she had inquired with the person who was having dinner with that person beforehand, and he said that selling 200 milliliters wouldn't harm the body.

"It's none of your business. I went there on my own. Let's not talk about it. Hurry up and eat, the buns are getting cold."

"No, no, no, you eat it yourself, I'm not hungry," Wu Qiuhong said, swallowing a mouthful of water.

"Eat up. I can't possibly eat all of this myself. It's hot, and it'll spoil soon, which would be a waste."

"Alright then, don't buy so much in the future." Wu Qiuhong thought it made sense, and she would buy some for Xia Yichu tomorrow too.

"Soy milk is so delicious, and fried dough sticks and meat buns are also very tasty. When I have money in the future, I will eat breakfast every day," Wu Qiuhong said with a satisfied expression.

It's heartbreaking to think about. They work from dawn till dusk, exhausting themselves. With their current salaries, they could eat meat every day. But for the sake of their so-called family and loved ones, they can't even afford to eat breakfast.

"Yichu, don't think I'm being nosy, but you can't give all the money to your boyfriend. You should keep some for yourself."

Wu Qiuhong had no choice; she was her own biological parents, and she had many younger siblings who needed to go to school. Her parents were only thinking of marrying her off to a divorced man to raise money for a dowry, hoping things would get better once they had the money.

"I know you're the same way. Four hundred a month is enough. Keep some money for yourself. Also, Chen Shaoping is not my boyfriend."

Xia Yichu had originally intended to tell her parents not to give them money, as they would still tie her up and send her to the butcher's house when she returned home for the New Year. But since none of this had happened yet, she didn't know how to say it. Even if she did, the butcher might not believe her, and she couldn't explain where she had gotten the information.

"How is that possible? Then why are you paying for his tuition?"

Looking back now, Xia Yichu must have never told Wu Qiuhong that Chen Shaoping was her boyfriend; Wu Qiuhong had only met him three times. The man was fair-skinned, thin, and quite handsome.

"He's definitely not my boyfriend, he just saved me when I was being bullied before."

Although she didn't need it at the time, Chen Shaoping shamelessly walked with her after school every day. Even though they went different ways, he insisted on walking her home. Even when her cousin told him to leave, he wouldn't go. Gradually, Xia Yichu got used to walking home with him.

At school, apart from her cousin, no one wanted to play with her; everyone called her an unwanted wild child. This was the first time she had someone other than her cousin as a friend. Her cousin was family, and he felt different from Chen Shaoping.

"Even if he saved you, you don't need to repay him like this!"

"I like him, but I've thought it through now. I don't want to pay his tuition; I want to go to university on my own."

"What? Yichu, you got into university too?"

No wonder Wu Qiuhong was so shocked; nobody knew Xia Yichu had been admitted to university. In her previous life, her cousin only found out when school started, and he begged the principal to give her another chance, saying that she had missed registration because she was sick.

The principal agreed. Xia Yichu only had a dozen yuan on her at the time. Besides, when she gave Chen Shaoping 3,500 yuan, he confessed his feelings to her, and they had just started dating. She also wanted to work to earn money for Chen Shaoping's university education. So even when her cousin called her uncle to ask for tuition fees, she refused to go to university.

"Yes, so I'm going to resign today, and I need to register at the school in a couple of days."

"Yichu, you're amazing! Come on, let's quit our jobs right away."

Wu Qiuhong was afraid that Xia Yichu would change her mind. If it weren't for the fact that school registration was still open, she would have dragged her to school right now.

An hour later, Xia Yichu walked out of the factory with three hundred yuan. Wu Qiuhong was at work; after another month, she could apply for dormitory accommodation and work overtime with the senior employees, without having to work part-time at the restaurant, and she would earn five hundred yuan a month.

It's still early, the restaurant isn't open yet. It won't open until after 10 o'clock, then she'll resign.

Xia Yichu took the bus to Ximen Old Street to buy clothes. School was starting in a couple of days, and her clothes were stained with oil from washing dishes for more than a month, and she couldn't wash them off.