Chapter 518

At school, the only ones who know this fact are me and the librarian's teacher—it seems so.It is possible that some among the teachers also know, but I am not sure about this.

I found out that An Yun is a writer, and this incident was the starting point of "falling in love" with An Yun—but putting these aside for now, the more important thing at the moment is about An Yun's creative trough.

Since his debut, Dongyun, who has been publishing works in literary magazines every two months—pen name Marilyn—has not published any works in the past three months.Not only that, I didn’t even write it.

An Yun wrote short stories, not magnificent novels.Although I don’t know the details of this aspect because I don’t write novels, I think short stories can be written in about a month.

But within these three months, I couldn't write a single article.

I asked her the reason before, but it seems that An Yun himself is not very clear.

"How should I put it, the articles don't connect well. Although I don't know why..."

With that being said, naturally I can't have any good suggestions.

"Then take your time?"

After sending a nonchalant reply, I got out of bed.While stretching, I was thinking vaguely about what to do today.

It's all due to An Yun's trough, which made it impossible to go on dates in the past few weekends.I think that since I can't write anything, it's better to go outside to change my mood. However, the fact that I can't write what I could write before suddenly seems to be more serious to An Yun than I imagined. refused to accept my offer.

"It won't just disappear naturally like this..."

Unintentionally muttering like this, I couldn't help shivering.

Originally, the reason why we were together was "to write a novel", which is a reason that ordinary people can't understand.That is to say, An Yun, who has been writing short stories before, asked me to be her boyfriend in order to write a long story about love.

In the end, An Yun failed to write a novel—it seemed that he had almost finished writing it but was shot by himself—and the "love affair" between An Yun and me should have ended here.However, at that time, I was already obsessed with An Yun, so I started my "romance" again in the form of almost pleading with her, and it has continued to this day.

However, I still don't know if An Yun really needs me.Although we are "in love", our relationship has not changed much from the beginning, we just go out to chat in coffee shops occasionally, or go to amusement parks, or go to watch movies.

And nothing further.There was holding hands, but no kissing or anything.

So, it still feels uneasy at times.

Are we really "in love"?What does An Yun think of me?For An Yun who can propose "falling in love" to me for the novel, in the final analysis, it is still "novel > me"?etc.

Taking the present as an example, it is actually because of this that we cannot meet each other.

But I also don't want to pester me with "I want to see you" stuff.I don't want to be annoyed by An Yun because of this.

I like An Yun.

"Ugh--"

Sighing, I shook my head and took off the undershirt I was wearing as pajamas in order to change my thoughts that were getting darker.After putting on the shorts and T-shirt he usually wears, he walked out of the room.

As soon as he went out, he ran into A Mei who had just come out of his brother's room in the corridor.

"what……"

Ami, who is usually overly cheerful, now showed a timid expression when she saw me. It was really rare.

"Morning. Is breakfast ready?"

I was somewhat puzzled, but I asked anyway.

Ami took on most of the housework on behalf of her parents who were sent abroad.She and her brother have been sweethearts since high school, and we are already treated as equals to family members in my family.So it was no surprise to show up at home early in the morning.

"Ah, um... wait a minute, do it now..."

(End of this chapter)

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