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Fortunately, Han Ruila began to focus on writing and studying again after a few days of depression,

She didn't have to worry anymore.

The novel was going smoothly,

Han Ruila had already accumulated a certain amount of popularity.

Now, the whole family's trust in her had deepened,

The restrictions on her using her phone had also been relaxed.

She worked very hard,

Apart from reviewing her homework and practicing the piano,

The rest of the time, she devoted herself to the novel, trying her best to portray every detail perfectly.

Compared to the fast-food novels that were illogical and only wanted to feel good for a moment,

She wanted to write a novel that was worth remembering countless times.

In her previous life, her sister Han Ruilin always said that her life was empty,

She might as well marry a novel.

Han Ruila didn't refute. She did obtain a lot of comfort from the world she grew up in.

In her opinion, even if she had to endure loneliness, it was worth it to be able to concentrate on writing the novel she liked.

The days slipped away, day by day,

Han Ruila ushered in her last holiday in junior high school.

She had nothing to do at home. Han Ruilin encouraged her to send a postcard to Tian Zhengguo.

She said that it must be very hard for him to be alone in Seoul and that he needed someone to care for him.

Han Ruila saw through it but didn't say anything. She keenly sensed that Han Ruilin wanted to send a postcard to Tian Zhengguo herself.

Maybe she still liked him in her heart. If she didn't have to care about her sister..,

She would have used her own way to treat Tian Zhengguo.

Han Ruila was helpless,

Holding a bunch of blank postcards from Han Ruilin,

She thought for a long time.

She was in a dilemma.

The next day, when she was writing in her room, Han Ruilin stepped into the room with her violin, her cheeks puffed up with anger.

Seeing her unhappy look, Han Ruila asked, "What's wrong?

Didn't you go out to practice the violin?

Why are you back so early? "

In order not to disturb Han Ruila,

Han Ruilin practiced the violin at the beach.

It was empty there,

No one disturbed her,

She could calm her heart.

Han Ruilin became angry at the mention of this topic,

"Don't mention it, there's a lunatic!"

“？”

"It's the class monitor from our class. I told you before, the one who studied too much!

I only found out today that he had been following me and watching me practice by the beach.

Crazy!

I don't even have the mood to practice anymore. "

The class monitor that Han Ruilin mentioned lived not far from their house, and he could also see the sea.

He must have accidentally found out that Han Ruilin went to the beach to practice the piano every day, so he secretly waited there.

Han Ruilin had always been mean to the boys who liked her, which was why she was so angry.

Actually, that person was quite smart. He wasn't like what Han Ruilin said, someone who had studied too much.

It's just that he's young and impulsive, so it's inevitable that he'll act a little stiff in front of the girl he likes.

Han Ruila smiled. "He's quite infatuated. Do you want to consider it?"

Han Ruilin was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "No way!

He's not my type! "

"What type?"

"Treacherous, refined scum!"

"Treacherous?"

Han Ruilin wanted to laugh a little.

Which idiot was the one who was so enraptured that he had a high IQ and an aura of abstinence?

Now that she said that he was her future husband, Han Ruilin definitely wouldn't believe her.

Maybe a person wants different things at different stages of their life.

Han Ruilin used to say that she didn't like boys like the class monitor, but later on, her love became unprincipled.

Maybe she liked things at a certain stage of her life, but when she looked at them with a different mindset, the feeling would be completely different.

Thinking like this, Han Ruilin suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

Kim Dong-hyung …

Would his reaction be different if he got to know her again?

Halfway through the holidays, she received an acceptance letter from the arts high school in Seoul.

Then, before the holidays were over, she packed her luggage and went to Seoul to live with Han Min-ki.

The joint factory had just started and was lacking manpower.

After Han Ruilin arrived, she naturally helped out at the factory for a few days.

The cost of living in Seoul was very high, which made Han Ruilin a little worried about the expenses after school started.

She started another article, thinking that she should earn as much as she could.

Han Min-ki had to work overtime every day until late at night. He was both the boss and the employee, so he had to do everything that no one else was doing.

Han Ruilin knew how hard it was for him, but Han Min-ki wouldn't let her work late at night no matter what.

Therefore, Han Ruila was cooped up in her room, burying herself in writing. Her father didn't know either. He thought she had gone to bed very early.

The father and daughter didn't say anything and did their best to make a living.

After school started, Han Min-ki accompanied Han Ruilin to report. After seeing the teacher and receiving her uniform, he left her behind and rushed back to work.

Han Ruilin quietly sat alone in her seat and looked out the window at the clear blue sky.

She was surrounded by unfamiliar classmates who were noisily getting to know each other. It was very lively.

It had been a long time since Han Ruila had seen this kind of youthful enthusiasm since she graduated from university.

She turned her head and observed the classmates around her, looking for someone she could approach.

But she realized that other than her, no one else was alone in the classroom.

Personally, she preferred to be friends with quiet girls. If they had similar personalities, it would be less stressful to get along with them.

She also liked cheerful and lively girls as long as they were pure and innocent.

After looking around, she didn't see anyone who made her want to strike up a conversation. She was a little disappointed when she suddenly saw the classroom door open from the corner of her eye. A girl with delicate features but a little frosty walked in.

Han Ruila was shocked by her beauty and her aura. She forgot to look away, and at the same time, she noticed that the laughter in the class seemed to have quieted down a little.

The girl flicked her honey brown curly hair and looked straight ahead as she walked to the back seat and sat down.

The girls in the class peeked at her with complicated gazes because she was a beauty that many people were chasing after.

Even in the Yigao class where beautiful girls were everywhere, she was very eye-catching.

But the honey brown hair girl didn't feel uncomfortable at all. As soon as she returned to her seat, she plugged in her headphones and lay down on the table to sleep. Her cold aura that refused to communicate with others was incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Soon, no one paid any more attention to her, and everyone started laughing and joking again.

Sung He e-young lay on the table with her eyes closed. She turned up the volume of her headphones to drown out the noise around her.

The music was very exciting, but she couldn't listen to anything. Her mind was a mess.

She thought of her terrible popularity in junior high …

She was fine when she was in elementary school, but as she started to develop in junior high, her appearance became more and more outstanding. All kinds of gazes and discussions followed.

Sung He e-young was actually a very reserved and sensitive person. When others looked at her, she would be nervous and expressionless. So many people secretly said that she was cold and arrogant, which made many people stay away from her.

None of the girls were willing to be friends with her because everyone said that standing next to Sung He e-young would make them look worse.

Her good friends also broke up with her because they couldn't accept that the guy they liked had a crush on Sung He e-young.

Having no friends and being isolated by others, Cheng Xiying had long lost her self-confidence after repeated encounters.

She wanted to start over after entering high school, but when people looked at her from all directions, she couldn't help but put on a face. She put on her headphones and pretended to be alienated. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

She said in her heart that she shouldn't be like this, but she still lay motionless.

The hope that ignited in her heart gradually extinguished, and she unconsciously fell into a deep sleep.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but she suddenly felt someone poking her arm. She woke up and raised her head.

A girl with excessively fair skin and red lips as soft as flower petals stood in front of her. Her big black eyes showed some caution, without any other complicated thoughts.

She had a cool and refreshing temperament, as graceful and moving as the peerless beauties in the old movies.

Seeing her raise her head, she said softly, "The opening ceremony is about to begin."

Sung He e-young was stunned. She realized that they were the only ones left in the classroom.

She hurriedly stood up and thanked the girl.

The girl smiled gently and replied that she was welcome.

"My name is Han Ruila. What's your name?"

Cheng Xiying looked at the girl in front of her again. Suddenly, there was a thumping sound in her heart.

"Sung He e-young," she said stiffly.

The girl didn't seem to care about her cold tone. She nodded and said, "I'll remember it."

It was a very calm conversation, and then there was nothing else to say.

The two of them went downstairs together and found the classroom. Then they separated.

But Sung He e-young always remembered that the two of them had a brief contact for the first time. It was when she had despaired about her future in high school, and a ray of light had appeared in front of her.

Later, in a radio interview, Sung He e-young mentioned several times that it was because Han Ruila had struck up a conversation with her that she had a glimmer of hope. That was why she had taken the initiative to approach her.

But Han Ruila didn't feel that she had given her any kind of signal. It was just a normal greeting.

The people who were listening to their recollections all saw clearly that the two of them were unconsciously attracted to each other.

Otherwise, why would Han Ruila care if the cold beauty who was sleeping in the classroom went downstairs or not? Why would she stay and ask her to come along?

Why would Sung He e-young muster up the courage to get to know her because of a few words?

It was all because of fate.

"Good morning, teacher ~"

"Please sit."

At eight o 'clock in the morning, Han Ruila sat in the classroom and looked out the window.

She had already figured out that she had returned to her third year in junior high school. At that time, she was still in a relatively famous junior high school in the city.

Han Ruila sighed. There was nothing she could do about having to go through the college entrance examination again.

(Some parts of country H didn't have the high school entrance examination.)

But since God had sent her back to this time, then she had to plan carefully for the future.

Han Ruila took out a notebook and quickly jotted down notes.

Back in her third year in junior high school, the first thing she decided to do was to go back to her old job!

She remembered that it was around this time in her previous life that she had first come into contact with the magical existence of romance novels.

At that time, many girls in the class had secretly put a magazine that cost a thousand yuan in their books and passed it around. Even the boys read it.

After passing it around, the upbringing was very strict and they didn't have much spare money. (A thousand yuan was also a large sum for Han Ruila at that time!)

Han Ruila was lucky enough to read a few of them. From then on, it was out of control!

Compared to the characters and plot of the novel, Han Ruila cared more about the author who wrote it.

She really admired people who could write wonderful articles. Just the words alone could make people's mood rise and fall. It could move people and make people laugh.

In her opinion, this was a very amazing thing!

Later, when she went to senior high school, she began to come into contact with online literature.

After reading more and more, she had the idea of writing on her own.

But she never knew how to put it into practice. Her studies were too heavy, so she didn't have time to put her thoughts into it.

It wasn't until she went to university that she found a suitable path by chance and officially became a web novelist.

Maybe it was because the strength she had accumulated was gushing out. Her path from being invisible to becoming a real god was very smooth. But this also benefited from her willingness to put in the effort.

The other students in the university were either busy with various activities or staying in the dormitory to PK. Only she was immersed in her own world of online literature.

It was said that the path of writing was lonely. Han Ruila, who sacrificed the time to connect with society, endured the loneliness in exchange for success.

Because the income from writing was almost stable, Han Ruila decided to continue on this path after graduating from university. So, she actually didn't go to work for a day, but the number of friends she contacted was pitifully small.

On days when she wasn't writing, she was reading.

Learning was like rowing a boat against the current. If you didn't move forward, you would fall behind.

She, who relied on online literature to make a living, if she didn't spend time to enrich herself, she was afraid that one day she would be eliminated by society.

The reason why she started to pick up the keyboard so early was that Han Ruila's family wasn't financially well off.

When her parents got married in the early years, they borrowed money to build a house that was considered very good at that time.

From then on, she embarked on the long road of returning the money …

Her father was a person who was greedy and pursued perfection. Although he didn't have money, he wasn't willing to let himself suffer.

He did a lot of work. Basically, he had done all kinds of work that could earn money.

It was just that he was more adventurous, but his luck wasn't too good …

The money that just entered his pocket was very likely to be taken out by him to invest in all kinds of things. So, he couldn't save much.

This situation only improved when her father partnered with her uncle to set up a factory. Although he still didn't get rid of his bad habit of investing recklessly, at least his debts were paid off and he had savings.

Not to say that he was rich, but he didn't have to worry about food and clothing.