"He e-young, this... I used the money I earned to buy it for you.

Do you like it? "

"What?

I don't want it. "Sung He e-young glanced at it.

She decisively returned it to him.

"Hey... He e-young!

He e-young!!

He e-young!!! "

The gift that she had carefully prepared was returned.

Jin Bi's glass heart was shattered.

Han Ruila had just come out of the bathroom and was about to enter the classroom. When she passed by Jin Bi, who was standing like a wooden stake, she was suddenly grabbed by the wrist.

Jin Bi's face was gloomy.

Without any explanation, he dragged her away.

"Ya ya!

Where are you going?

It's time for class, class!

Ya!!!! "

"Tell me!

What do I have to do for her to look at me! "

Han Ruila sat silently on the chair and watched Jin Bi go crazy.

This was an empty classroom.

Usually, it was used by some art club students to draw.

There were some easels and other tools in the room.

There was no one there at this time. There was only Han Ruila, a normal person, and Jin Bi, a lunatic.

Han Ruila sat very upright and reserved.

She was afraid that if she moved, Jin Bi would hit her with the books.

"Ya,

What does this have to do with me?

Can you let me go back to class? "

"Don't you write romance novels?

Help me analyze it!

Aren't you Sung He e-young's good friend?

Help me analyze it!! "

Jin Bi's eyes were red. He was like an angry trapped beast.

In an instant, he became sorrowful.

He stroked the gift box and said sadly, "I went to midnight shows for half a month to earn enough money to buy this bracelet.

Because of this, I was blocked in the alley and beaten up. But she just took a look and left... "

"What's the problem?

Why doesn't she like me? "Jin Bi suddenly turned his head.

He stared at Han Ruila and muttered.

"I'm not bad looking.

I'm the recognized class belle of Class 3.

Although I don't sing well,

But the rap was very smooth.

There are so many girls who like me. Why is it that she doesn't like me? "

Han Ruila: "…"

Schizophrenia, it was definitely schizophrenia.

"Don't think too much about it.

It's just that Xiying hasn't thought about it yet. "Although he knew it was useless,

Han Ruila still tried to appease him.

Jin Bi stubbornly raised his head.

There seemed to be tears in her eyes.

"But the problem is that she doesn't even want to be my friend …"

"…"

Oh my god!

Why were children of this age all like this when they were in love?

They wouldn't be able to withstand even the slightest breeze.

Jin Bi's gaze suddenly turned sharp as he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not even as good as Kim Dong-hyung!

Kim Dong-hyung can have lunch with her every day, but what about me?

She doesn't even like me when I'm just a piece of background! "

"Han Ruila!

I've decided!

I want to have lunch with you guys in the future! "

"…" What nonsense was that? "Can I refuse?"

"No!

If you dare to refuse, you're looking down on me! "

"I don't mean to look down on you … You should ask He Young for her opinion."

"Just say that you invited me and it'll be settled!

She definitely won't agree if you ask her. "

What did she mean by "it'll be settled"?

Jin Bi saw the reluctant look on her face and nodded slightly. He changed the topic and said, "Okay, if you don't help me, then you shouldn't mind if I let your classmates read your novel."

Jin Bi leisurely said as he typed on his phone, "Speaking of which, your novel is really quite interesting, especially when the male and female protagonists are doing it. The description is so vivid and vivid ~"

Han Ruila's face turned green.

"Okay!

I'll help you!

I'll help you, okay?

You're despicable and shameless! "

Jin Bi put away his phone with a smirk and put one hand on Han Ruila's shoulder. "Then thank you in advance ~"

"Oh, by the way, take this with you."

Jin Bi handed her the gift that he had originally intended to give to Sung He Young.

Han Ruila looked at him in confusion. "What's wrong?

Isn't this the gift you wanted to give to He Young? "

"She doesn't want it, so I'll just be a hindrance if I keep it. Just take this as repayment for the money I borrowed from you last time."

Jin Bi stuffed the bracelet into Han Ruila's hands and muttered to himself, "Next time, I'll buy a better one for He Young!"

Han Ruila: "…"

Should I write this kind of person into a novel and torture him a hundred times?

*

"Ruila?"

"Ah?"

"Why are you in a daze?

Open your lunch box. "

"I …"

"Kim Dong-hyung should be here soon. Don't worry.

When has he ever skipped a meal? "

Sung He Young thought that she was thinking about Kim Dong-hyung, but in fact, she was thinking about the agreement she had made with Jin Bi.

Sung He Young didn't like Jin Bi, but she had agreed to eat with Jin Bi without permission. She felt guilty that she had sold Sung He Young out.

Wait a minute … Sung He Young wouldn't flip the table, right?

"There, he's coming."

Hearing Sung He Young's words, Han Ruila looked at the classroom door and saw Kim Dong-hyung striding over.

"Oh my, I'm late. I didn't manage to grab the burger, only the bread."

Kim Dong-hyung had just sat down when a shadow suddenly flashed past. Accompanied by a certain someone's annoying voice, he appeared between Sung He Young and Han Ruila.

"Hey ~ What a sumptuous meal!"

Jin Bi glanced at Sung He Young and Han Ruila's lunch boxes, then copied Kim Dong-hyung and dragged a chair over to sit down.

Sung He Young's face immediately darkened.

"What are you doing here?"

"Eating, of course. What else can I do?" As he spoke, he opened his small metal box, revealing the simple dishes inside.

Han Ruila smiled, but in her heart, she was cursing, "I invited Jin Bi to eat with us. The more the merrier."

"Yes!

Ruila invited me! "

Jin Bi's large palm landed on Han Ruila's shoulder, acting like a close friend. He didn't notice that Kim Dong-hyung's body stiffened.

Sung He Young looked at the two of them in bewilderment. Usually, they didn't even talk much in school. Why would Han Ruila take the initiative to invite Jin Bi to eat with her?

Needless to say, Jin Bi must have said something to Han Ruila to force her to do so!

Sung He Young was very sure of her guess. She looked at Jin Bi with a cold gaze.

But when she turned her head and saw Kim Dong-hyung staring at Jin Bi with a gloomy face, her mood suddenly improved.

Sung He Young suppressed her emotions, lowered her eyes, and pretended to ask casually, "When did you two become so close?"

Jin Bi saw that Sung He Young didn't chase him away and was even willing to talk to him, and he was instantly excited!

He knew that he had a chance of winning Han Ruila's favor!

Hearing this, he quickly replied, "The last time we met on the street, Ruila is really nice. She treated me to a lot of good food.

We even talked about novels for a while. I'm now a loyal fan of her novels! "

"Cough …" Han Ruila almost choked on her rice.

Their lips touched, and the extorted instantly became the invited party.

"Novels?

What novels? "Kim Dong-hyung frowned and looked at Han Ruila." You're writing novels?

Why don't I know about it? "

"…" Han Ruila was suddenly speechless. Her hand that was holding the spoon lost its strength.

The atmosphere suddenly froze for a moment, but Jin Bi didn't notice it in time. He blurted out, "You don't know?

I know all about it. "

After saying that, he turned his head and asked Han Ruila, "You didn't tell him?"

Han Ruila stepped hard on his foot, and Jin Bi suddenly froze.

"Ah … I'm sorry. I said I would keep it a secret for you.

It's my fault, my fault … "

Han Ruila simply wanted to seal his mouth. She picked up a piece of egg roll and stuffed it into his mouth. "No one will think you're mute if you don't talk!"

Kim Dong-hyung suddenly stood up and said with a cold face, "I'm going back."

The chair dragged on the floor made a scratching sound. Kim Dong-hyung took his bread and walked out of the classroom without looking back.

Han Ruila's face turned pale. Sung He e-young didn't dare to say anything. She raised her hand to cover the involuntary smile on her face.

Jin Bi chewed the egg roll in his mouth for a while before he came back to his senses. "Hey, Han Ruila, give me another egg roll."

"…"

*

"I'm sorry. I didn't tell you that I'm writing novels."

"Don't be angry. I apologize to you."

Han Ruila sent a few Skype messages to Kim Dong-hyung, but she didn't get a reply.

She couldn't help but sigh. She put her hand on the windowsill and rested her chin on it.

This familiar action reminded her of her previous life.

Every time Kim Dong-hyung was angry, he would definitely not reply to her Skype messages. But in less than an hour, he would awkwardly send a message. He would not mention a word about their previous quarrel and reconcile with her.

Every time they quarreled, no matter who was in the wrong, he always seemed to be the one suffering.

When her temper flared up, she would feel that he was inexplicably angry and ignore him.

But later on, she thought that it was precisely because he cared too much about her that he often blamed her.

At that time, she didn't have much experience in love and didn't know how to express her feelings. She always felt that even if it was her first love, she was already an adult and should be rational and restrain herself.

Kim Dong-hyung's job was special, so she should be more considerate of him.

But every time she thought she was virtuous and pushed him to work, he would always be angry in return.

Perhaps when Kim Dong-hyung was with her, he never felt safe.

So in this life, she was willing to be more tolerant of Kim Dong-hyung and try to understand his thoughts.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it was already one o 'clock in the morning.

An hour was not a short time, but it would eventually pass.

Not receiving a reply from Kim Dong-hyung, Han Ruila sighed deeply.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

In this life, perhaps she really was different in Kim Dong-hyung's heart.

Han Ruila jumped off the chair, put on her slippers, and walked to the bed, ready to turn off the lights and sleep.

The phone in her hand suddenly began to vibrate.

Han Ruila looked down and saw that the screen showed that it was a call from Kim Dong-hyung.

"Thump ~ Thump ~"

The sound of her heartbeat suddenly became so loud that she could hear it. Han Ruila stared blankly for a long time before she picked up the phone and said nervously, "Hello."

There was no sound from the other end of the phone for a long time, but Han Ruila knew that he was listening. He was silent on the other end of the phone.

It was like every time he was still angry and thinking about her when they quarreled, he would call her silently.

Han Ruila also didn't say anything, but tears fell.