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

"Ding~"

Han Juyou, who heard the message notification, grabbed the phone on the table with bright eyes. When he saw that it was a spam message from a shopping app, his eyes immediately darkened and he put down the phone without interest.

After a while, she opened her circle of friends again.

After taking a look at the circle of friends that Liu Muye had already liked, Han Juyou murmured in his heart:

Isn't this idiot not at all curious about what is written in my notebook?

Pretend, he must be pretending not to care on purpose, but in fact he is waiting for me to take the initiative to chat with him!

That's certainly the case.

His thoughts were so beautiful, how could I take the initiative to send him a message? Who did he think he was!

Han Juyou waited for a while, but except for various advertising messages from the software, no one sent her any messages.

In order to prevent herself from being distracted by the message notification sound on her phone, Han Juyou simply put her phone in the drawer, then picked up a pen and started writing her novel.

…

When it got dark, Han Juyou finally closed his notebook and pen, got up and went to the kitchen to cook.

The urban area of ​​Shanghai is full of high-rise buildings and prosperous like a dream, but the suburbs more than ten kilometers away are full of slums and unfinished buildings.

Han Juyou also lives in one of the larger shantytowns.

Shanty towns are, at best, called shantytowns; at worst, they are slums.

Every building here is densely packed with people, almost no different from pigeon cages. Some families of five are crowded into a room that is larger than a public toilet. There is no private space at all, and they can only sleep up and down. shop.

In this city of Shangjing, where land is at a premium, you may not even be able to rent a decent stairwell for two to three thousand yuan, but here you can rent a single room where you can at least lie down flat.

People here work in various jobs in Shangjing City during the day, and take the subway back to sleep at night.

Han Juyou originally had a registered residence in the urban area of ​​Shangjing, but her father was a bad gambler. He owed a lot of debt and sold his house in the city to pay off the gambling debt. Then he came to this damn place and bought an old shabby apartment with two bedrooms and one living room. Small.

It was a bit rotten, but at least it still had a place to stay. But recently her father had come up with the idea of ​​this house and had been forcing her mother to sign the house sale agreement. She didn't know when this place would suddenly no longer be hers. Home.

Han Juyou was too lazy to think so much. Anyway, she had already made a plan. If her scumbag father really sold this last home and used it for gambling, she would drop out of school and escape to Beijing with her mother. She would never Come back again.

After making dinner and packing one for her mother in advance, Han Tangyou started to eat.

Halfway through the meal, my father suddenly came back.

"Bang——"

He kicked open the door of his house roughly and walked in.

Coming home so early today and before he had even drank, Han Juyou guessed right away that he must have lost all his money gambling.

Sure enough, when he saw Han Juyou eating alone, his father immediately came over and sat opposite her: "Are all your classmates rich? Do you still have the contact information of the male classmate last time? Can you Help dad borrow some money?"

Han Juyou replied calmly: "I'm not familiar with him."

"Not familiar with me? How could he pay for you if you're not familiar with me?"

"……have no idea"

"You must have a good relationship, right? Does he like you?"

Han Juyou suppressed her anger and said, "I told you, I'm not familiar with him!"

"Then...there must be money at home, right?" Looking at the dishes on the table, the man asked, "Where did your mother hide the money?"

Han Juyou said with a dark face: "The family has no money. I got this food on credit from Grandma Wang. I will help her sell vegetables to pay off the debt tomorrow."

"I don't believe it, you must have hidden money!" The father became excited. He pointed at Han Juyou and cursed, "You are just like your mother, you must have hidden money!"

Han Juyou didn't answer his words and ate her meal in silence.

"Don't eat it!"

"Crack-!"

Han Juyou's indifferent attitude angered his father. He pushed Han Juyou's rice bowl to the ground with a sudden push. The rice mixed with the porcelain bowl and scattered crumbs on the floor.

"madman!"

Han Juyou cursed coldly, then stood up and returned to the room.

Every time her father lost gambling, he would look for money everywhere in the house like a maniac suffering from drug addiction. She was used to it and was too lazy to get angry.

Han Juyou went back to her room and took her mobile phone and the notebook she used to write novels on. Then she went to the kitchen to pick up the meals she had packed. She planned to go to the hospital to deliver meals to her mother.

Her father stared straight at the notebook in her hand and asked, "What is that notebook in your hand?"

Han Juyou was too lazy to answer him, changed her shoes and was about to leave.

"Don't leave, there must be money hidden in here, right?"

Before Han Juyou could go out, his father rushed over to grab Han Juyou's notebook.

"This is my thing, don't touch it!"

Han Juyou was startled, dropped her lunch box and started fighting with her father.

"Show me if there's any money hidden in it!"

"That's enough. You're a lunatic. Your family has no money at all, and your mother still owes tens of thousands for medical bills!"

"Go ahead and lie to yourself. How can you go to school in Sliya if you don't have money?"

"My tuition is free!"

"Yuzi, listen to dad. If you give dad all the money at home, dad will definitely be able to make a comeback. Then your mom's medical expenses will be paid, and our family can move back to the city."

"That's enough, shut up, I don't have a father like you!"

"Tear-"

During the quarrel between the two, the notebook was torn in half. The papers fell all over the floor. Han Juyou's father knelt on the floor and desperately searched for the money sandwiched between the papers, but found nothing.

"..."

Han Juyou stood there blankly, looking at her father who was crazy about money, and her chest was heaving with anger.

"Enough! I will never recognize a bastard like you as my father in my life!"

After saying that, she raised the insulated box that brought food to her mother and smashed it on her father's head.

"Ah——!"

The father covered his head and screamed, and blood flowed out of the hole.

Although this blow would not be fatal, it would definitely leave a scar on his head.

Han Juyou panicked all of a sudden. She hurriedly picked up the papers of the notebook that fell all over the floor, and then rushed out of the house, ignoring the scumbag father's shouting.

She didn't take the food prepared for her mother, and now she didn't know where to go, or where to go.

After running for a distance, she stopped, squatted on the side of the road, and gently let go of the broken notebook that had been warmed in her arms.

[Whenever Miss Youzi is in danger, the prince on a white horse will appear and save her...]

Looking at the monologue of the character written in the childish handwriting on the notebook, Han Juyou finally couldn't hold back her tears.

She tried to wipe her eyes with her hands to prevent her tears from wetting the notebook, but her tears "crackled" and dripped on the notebook uncontrollably.

She remembered what Liu Muye said to her at the beginning of the school year:

[If you encounter any difficulties in school, you can come to me, I will help you, remember my name, my name is-Liu Muye. ]

Han Juyou took out her mobile phone for some reason, found Liu Muye's account, and made a voice call.

"Hello?"

"..."

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