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

On the way home, the feeling of worry and boredom from noon came to his mind again. For some reason, Liu Muye felt like he had not done something very important.

But he just couldn't remember it...

"What on earth is it?"

Liu Muye said to himself.

Because of distraction, he almost hit the bumper on the roadside. Fortunately, he reacted in time and turned the front of the car around.

After this incident, Liu Muye didn't dare to think about it anymore. He put all his thoughts on driving, and the boredom gradually disappeared.

Half an hour later, Liu Muye returned home. After parking the car at the door, Liu Muye walked into the house.

His parents were having dinner.

Both parents said at the same time: "Son, have you eaten?"

"No."

Liu Muye sat down opposite Liu Chenghan very naturally, and a Western meal was soon served on the table.

Looking at the food on the plate and the neatly arranged knives and forks, Liu Muye's eyes darkened and he asked, "Why is it Western food again tonight?"

"What's wrong?" Liu Chenghan picked up a piece of beef with a fork, "Didn't you love steak the most before?"

Listening to Liu Chenghan's words, Liu Muye was suddenly stunned.

He remembered when he was a child, he passed by the door of a Western restaurant and watched people in the French window eating Western food elegantly with knives and forks.

At that time, he secretly swore in his heart that he would take his mother to such an "upper-class" restaurant to eat in the future.

So the male protagonist in his book only eats Western food, because that is the standard for "upper-class people".

But now that the days of eating Western food every day have really come, he is afraid again.

The so-called Western food is just so-so, not as delicious as Western fast food.

If he really has to choose, he still prefers home-cooked dishes made with cold orange pomelo.

Sure enough, being unattractive to this world can reduce 90% of troubles.

Seeing that Liu Muye didn't seem to want to eat, Zhou Min said, "If you don't want to eat this, let Wang Ma cook you a bowl of noodles."

Liu Muye smiled and said, "No, Mom, I'll eat this."

"Son, do you want to change your taste recently?" Liu Chenghan swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "I'll ask the housekeeper to invite a few local chefs."

"Dad, you're so nice!" Liu Muye put down the knife in his hand, gave a thumbs up and praised, "I love you so much!"

Liu Chenghan waved his hand: "Hey, what's there to thank for such a small thing, I'm your dad."

Liu Muye smiled with his lips pursed.

He thought to himself: It would be great if you were really my dad.

...

After dinner, Liu Muye returned to the room. It was indeed not good to lie down after eating, but he had nothing to do if he didn't lie down and play with his mobile phone.

He just saw the message Han Juyou sent him an hour ago.

Han Juyou: "My mom asked you to come to my house for lunch tomorrow at noon."

Han Juyou: "Did you get it? If you get it, please send me a squeak."

Liu Muye typed a reply: "Squeak~"

After about three or four minutes, Han Juyou replied with a few question marks: "???"

Liu Muye: "Didn't you ask me to send you a squeak?"

Han Juyou: "..."

Han Juyou: "I asked you to reply to my message."

Han Juyou: "Are you trying to make me angry?"

Liu Muye: "You found out about this."

Han Juyou: "Get lost!"

Liu Muye: "Your mom hasn't recovered from her illness yet. It's not appropriate for me to go to your house for dinner with such a flattering face, right?"

Han Juyou: "It's okay. I'll cook tomorrow."

Liu Muye: "I want to eat chicken legs."

Han Juyou: "You're really not polite at all..."

Liu Muye: "You sent a message specially. Wouldn't it be very disrespectful if I don't go?"

Han Juyou: "You're the only one who has a lot of crooked ideas. I'm not going to pay attention to you. Go write a novel."

Liu Muye: "Go ahead."

After exiting the chat interface, Liu Muye opened the shopping software.

Typing on a mobile phone is not as convenient as typing on a computer keyboard. Liu Muye plans to give Han Juyou a computer.

One advantage of writing novels is that there is no requirement for the configuration of the computer. A second-hand laptop with no lag for typing for a few hundred yuan is enough. At most, he can spend another one or two hundred yuan to buy a cheap mechanical keyboard.

Liu Muye knew that Han Juyou would not accept anything too expensive. He looked over and over on the shopping software for a long time and finally chose a second-hand laptop with a discrete graphics card for 799 yuan. He also spent 200 yuan to buy an ergonomic keyboard that he had used before and felt that the performance was not bad, and a wireless mouse for 30 yuan.

This set of equipment is enough for Han Juyou to write novels.

After placing the order, Liu Muye began to think about a new problem-how to give this set of things to Han Juyou?

She would definitely not accept it if he gave it directly. This little girl would settle every penny with him clearly. How could she accept something worth more than 1,000 yuan from him?

Liu Muye thought, why not give it to her as a birthday gift?

But when is Han Juyou's birthday?

Liu Muye didn't seem to have written her birthday in the book.

He even forgot the birthdays of the male and female protagonists, so how could he deliberately write about Han Juyou's birthday?

Although he didn't write it, Han Juyou must have a birthday. I'll find a chance to ask her tomorrow.

If her birthday is in the near future, then I can give her the computer. If it's not her birthday... then I'll think of other ways to give it to her.

Thinking of this, Liu Muye nodded with satisfaction.

After putting down his phone, Liu Muye looked at the ceiling, and the feeling of boredom surged into his heart again.

He has never felt this way after traveling through books for so long.

Why are you worried?

What did I forget?

As Liu Muye thought about it, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally he fell asleep completely.

Sleep until dawn...

Early the next morning, Liu Muye got up early.

My father was drinking morning tea in the dining room and reading the newspaper.

After dinner last night, Liu Chenghan changed the chef to a Chinese chef.

Breakfast this morning is Cantonese-style morning tea, crab noodle soup dumplings, shrimp dumplings, red rice sausage, rice rolls...

A table of exquisite morning tea snacks will whet your appetite.

After drinking a cup of tea to moisten his throat and eating breakfast, Liu Muye asked his father: "Dad, I still need to use the van today. You can let the cook drive my car to buy groceries."

"You brat." Liu Chenghan put down the newspaper and asked with a smile, "A girl who can let you pretend to be chasing after you must be extraordinary, right?"

"Uh..." Liu Muye said with some shame, "Dad, it's not what you think. I really wasn't pretending to chase girls. You must have misunderstood..."

"No need to explain, I understand!" Liu Chenghan interrupted Liu Muye, "Both your father and I have been here, how can I not know your little thoughts?"

Liu Chenghan showed a bad smile. He put away the newspaper, stood up and patted Liu Muye on the shoulder.

"Son, come on, I'm optimistic about you."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the backyard without giving Liu Muye a chance to explain.

"It's not...I...sigh."

Liu Muye looked at the shrimp dumplings in the bowl and sighed.

After eating breakfast, Liu Muye took the keys to the van and left home.

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