She Canceled My Train Ticket, I Booked a Private Jet

On the eve of National Day, I pulled three all-nighters and finally managed to secure high-speed rail tickets for my girlfriend and me to go home.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly received a message from her:

“Jason’s in a bad mood, so I gave your ticket to him.”

“See if you can still get standing room tickets. It’s only seven or eight hours anyway.”

I stared at the canceled order on my phone.

After a long silence, I picked it up:

“Mom, can our private jet land directly in front of our school?”