Ah! Running into the book I wrote to chase the evil female supporting role

Chapter 85 Sleepless Night

Lying on the bed in Liu Muye's room, Han Juyou tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

She didn't know why she couldn't sleep. It might be because she was drunk and had slept for too long without feeling sleepy, or it might be because she was unfamiliar with the bed and was in a new environment that made it difficult for her to fall asleep.

In fact, there is another more likely reason, and that is-Liu Muye is sitting outside the room.

Unable to sleep, Han Juyou stared at the ceiling in a daze.

She was recalling what happened before she got drunk tonight, but she couldn't seem to remember anything.

She seemed to have had a dream. In the dream, Shangguan Yurou asked her why she wanted to drink with Liu Muye. She said that she wanted to find out Liu Muye's secrets. Liu Muye had many secrets.

Then, Liu Muye appeared, and she grabbed Liu Muye's hand and asked him, "Why are you so nice to me?" Then, Liu Muye suddenly confessed to her.

She was a little stunned. Liu Muye asked her, "Do you like me?" She froze on the spot, and it took her a long time to answer, "I do, but only a little bit."

The reason why she answered like this was because she didn't dare to be with the 'rich' Liu Muye. She was afraid that Liu Muye's family would look down on a poor girl like her.

As Han Juyou was thinking about it, the image of Liu Muye kissing her suddenly flashed through her mind.

She was startled and immediately covered her whole head with the quilt.

After a long time, a pair of eyes emerged from the quilt, staring blankly at the ceiling.

She... fell in love with Liu Muye!

But will Liu Muye like her?

If Liu Muye also likes her, is it really possible for them to be together?

impossible.

At least……

Not possible yet!

Liu Muye is a real "prince", but she is not a real "princess".

Han Juyou recalled the scenes of going to the mall with Liu Muye today... recalling his confident and calm appearance...

For him, those luxury goods worth tens of millions of dollars, which can only be seen online, are as easy as going to the supermarket to buy a bottle of drink.

It was so naive for me to even dream of being with such a person!

"Han Juyou, don't have any illusions. You and Liu Muye can only be friends. Even if Liu Muye really likes you, his family will not accept you. Give up!"

Han Juyou looked at the ceiling and murmured to herself. At this moment, her inferiority complex outweighed her love in her heart.

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[The weakness and low self-esteem bred by my native family and my upbringing are like an indelible mark, deeply engraved in my heart. This makes me always lose and rarely gain, so I always doubt and deny myself. ——Han Tangyou’s Notes]

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Han Juyou, who couldn't sleep, suddenly had an idea. She sat up from the bed, picked up her mobile phone, leaned against the bedside, and used a memo to complete some settings of her novel.

I don’t know how long I wrote it, but when I came back to my senses, the memo was already full.

Looking at the page full of plot settings, Han Juyou felt full of accomplishment. The light in the living room was still on. She wanted to share the joy with Liu Muye.

As soon as he walked out of the room, Han Juyou saw Liu Muye sleeping on the sofa.

He held his belly with both hands and huddled up, looking a little cute and a little pitiful.

This idiot gave her the bed, but he fell asleep on the sofa.

It's almost four o'clock in the morning, and Nangong Ye hasn't come back yet. They probably won't come back tonight.

Han Juyou thought about it as she returned to the room and found a blanket in Liu Muye's cabinet. Although she wouldn't catch a cold at night in this season, it would still be a bit cold if she slept without a quilt.

Han Juyou spread out the blanket and gently covered Liu Muye's body.

Liu Muye seemed to be having a nightmare. He frowned, his thick eyelashes were trembling slightly like butterfly wings, and his tightly pressed thin lips would hum from time to time.

Han Juyou looked at that face, a little lost in thought. She remembered herself having nightmares when she was a child.

Every time she had a nightmare, her grandma would gently pat her back and comfort her.

So, she also imitated her grandma's actions and gently patted Liu Muye on the back.

In his sleep, his brows slowly relaxed.

Han Juyou's eyes fell firmly on Liu Muye, looking at his stretched out brows. At this moment, the corners of Han Juyou's mouth seemed to be infected by some kind of infection, and slowly stretched out, and then his face A sweet smile appeared.

She just smiled and looked at Liu Muye intently.

After a long time, she said in a small voice that only she could hear: "Liu Muye, if only you were just an ordinary person..."

Han Juyou stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Liu Muye's forehead, but as soon as her palm reached Liu Muye's forehead, he grabbed it with his hand.

Han Juyou shivered with fright, but when she looked carefully, she found that Liu Muye hadn't woken up at all. This was just an unconscious action on his part.

The temperature of Liu Muye's palm was a little higher than hers. Her hand held by Liu Muye felt like it was attached to a warm baby, and streams of heat poured into her body.

Heat spread throughout her body, and finally poured into her heart, and then... a certain empty space in her heart seemed to be filled.

I don't know when it started. As long as she stayed with Liu Muye, Han Juyou would feel very happy and satisfied.

Liu Muye held Han Juyou's hand, and after a while, he automatically let go. He turned slightly, straightened his legs, and lay flat on the sofa.

Han Juyou helped Liu Muye pull the blanket again to ensure that his belly could be completely covered and there would be no air leakage, and then he got up and returned to the room.

"Huh~"

Leaning behind the door, Han Juyou breathed a long sigh of relief. She felt that her heart was beating so fast - especially when Liu Muye held her hand just now.

Han Juyou returned to bed, turned off the light, and looked at the ceiling.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky gradually turned white.

It's dawn.

That night, Han Tangyou didn't even fall asleep.

It was almost seven o'clock when Han Juyou finally felt sleepy.

However, she couldn't sleep anymore because it was eight o'clock this morning!

Han Juyou got up and as soon as she opened the door, she jumped into Liu Muye's arms who was about to enter the house.

Her face hit Liu Muye's chest.

Liu Muye, who had just woken up, was still a little confused. He lowered his head and looked at Han Juyou in his arms in surprise.

Han Juyou blushed, stood firm, and said, "I'm sorry."

Liu Muye looked at Han Juyou's somewhat dark eyes and asked, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

"Uh..." Han Juyou nodded and said, "Maybe I have a little insomnia."