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She knew that her daughter had something on her mind,

But she also knew that she had to give children of their age space to let them tidy up themselves.

Growing up was always necessary.

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

She didn't worry anymore.

The novel was written very 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 was very hardworking. Other than reviewing her homework and practicing the piano, she devoted the rest of her time to writing novels,

She worked hard to portray every detail perfectly.

Compared to fast-food novels that had no logic and were only for momentary pleasure, she wanted to write novels that were worth remembering countless times.

In her previous life, her sister Han Ruilin always said that her life was empty and that 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 order to be able to focus on writing the novel she liked,

Even if she had to endure loneliness, it was worth it in her opinion.

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 hard for him to be alone in Seoul,

He needed someone to care about 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.

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

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

Han Ruila was helpless. She held a pile of blank postcards from Han Ruilin and thought for a long time.

She was in a dilemma.

The next day, 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,

He was able to calm his heart.

At the mention of this topic, Han Ruilin flared up. "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 beamed with joy and praised him for his high IQ and abstinence in front of her?

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 the things that you like at a certain stage of your life are completely different when you change your mindset.

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

Kim Dong-hyung …

Will his reaction be different if he gets to know me again?

Halfway through the holidays, she received an acceptance letter from the art 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 expenses in Seoul were 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 late every day. He was both the boss and the employee, so he had to do all the work 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.

So when Han Ruilin buried herself in her room, her father didn't know and thought that she went to bed 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 at the clear blue sky outside the window.

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

Han Ruilin hadn't seen this kind of youthful enthusiasm in a long time since she graduated from university.

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

But she found 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 easier to get along with them.

She also liked cheerful and lively girls as long as they were 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 shook her honey-brown slightly curly hair and walked to the back seat without looking sideways.

The girls in the class peeked at her with complicated expressions 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. She plugged in her headphones and lay on the table to sleep as soon as she returned to her seat. Her cold aura that refused to communicate with others was incompatible with her surroundings.

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

Sung Hee-young lay on the table with her eyes closed. She turned up the volume of her headphones to cover the noise around her.

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

She thought about her terrible popularity in junior high …

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

Sung Hee-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 aloof, 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 Hee-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 Hee-young.

Having no friends and being isolated, Cheng Xiying had long since lost her self-confidence due to the repeated encounters.

She had originally planned to start over after entering high school, but when all eyes gathered on her from all directions, she couldn't help but pull a long face. She put on her headphones and pretended to be aloof. 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 white 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 Hee-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 softly and replied that she was welcome.

"I'm 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 Hee-young," she said stiffly.

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

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

The two of them went downstairs together and found their class. Then they separated.

But Sung Hee-young always remembered that the two of them had a brief contact for the first time. It was when she felt despair about her future in high school. A ray of light had appeared in front of her.

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

But Han Ruila didn't feel that she had given her any 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 Hee-young muster up the courage to get to know her because of a few words?

It was all because of fate.

At the crowded station, there was an endless stream of people coming and going. There were people entering the station, leaving the station, waiting for the train, welcoming people, and sending people off. It was a picture of life.

And Han Ruila's family was just a small dot in this picture.

After careful consideration, Han Min-ki finally boarded the train to Seoul with his sister's family.

Starting a business wasn't easy. There were many opportunities, but at the same time, there was a lot of competition in Seoul. Han Min-ki could be said to be carrying the hopes of the whole family.

He was the backbone of the family, supporting the lives of the five of them. Although he had a stubborn temper and was rigid, he was still the only person Han Ruila and her daughters could rely on.

So at this time, seeing that he was about to leave, no matter how much resentment they had in the past, Han Ruila and her daughters were still filled with reluctance.

Han Min-ki slightly knitted his brows. He wasn't as sad as his wife and daughter. He only said one sentence: "Okay, you don't have to send me off. You can go back."

"Dad …" Han Ruilin softly called out.

Han Min-ki raised his hand and scratched her nose. When he saw her close her eyes, he deliberately put on a stern face: "Little Lin, in the future, you have to listen to grandma, mom, and sister, okay?

Don't play outside all day long. If you have time, put more effort into your studies. If you don't understand something, ask your sister.

Don't think that I can't control you just because I'm going to Seoul. If I hear your mom say that you're disobedient, I'll teach you a lesson when I come back from Seoul! "

Han Ruilin pouted in dissatisfaction and answered in a muffled voice, "Nah ~"