At the same time, Su Le was drinking coffee and adding to her online novel. Although it was raining outside, she, unfortunately, had to stay up late to write her novel, while Chen Yue had already gone to bed.
Initially, for the past few days, Chen Yue was worried that Su Le would do something stupid due to her breakup, but now Chen Yue had already stopped worrying and let Su Le live as she pleased. She was relieved to see Su Le still eating and drinking like she normally did. Also, Su Le did not act crazy like other people do when they go through a bad breakup. In fact, looking back, Su Le felt a bit regretful and thought she should have pretended to be a bit more delicate.
Suddenly, Su Le stopped typing and released a sigh when she heard the rain hitting the glass windows. She first started writing novels while she was in university after she had finished an internship, but Zhuang Wei had never asked her anything about it. He didn't even remember her pen name, but she did not mind at the time because she thought that he was not interested. She now knew the real reason. It wasn't because he wasn't interested, but because he was not thinking about her. No wonder some people say 'when a man says he loves you, it may not be the truth. But when he says he doesn't love you, then he definitely doesn't love you.'
Su Le rubbed her forehead. There are so many good men in this world, so why did the heavens give her a scumbag?
Drinking a mouthful of strong coffee, Su Le continued to concentrate and work on her novel. In her novel, the male lead was currently being careful and attentive to win over the female lead. Reality may be bitter, but at least in novels, it was very sweet. Su Le even suspected that one day she would suffer from a personality disorder, the cause being mixing reality with fiction...
After typing up and proofreading the chapter to her satisfaction, Su Le posted the chapter online. She then checked the time and saw that it was 11pm. It was late, but she couldn't sleep. Could this be like the legend where people suffer from insomnia after a bad break up?
Su Le decided to play an online game for a while. Alone, she went to the west lake to light up a lantern and make a wish, before going to the wishing tree to make a wish. She then went to a cave at the bottom of the cliff to kill monsters. Despite it being an MMORPG, she turned it into a single-player game. Since she didn't like getting married in games or joining a sect or a group, it was no wonder she was playing like it was a single-player game.
After playing for a while, Su Le started to feel bored, so she released the mouse and stretched her body. Quietly, she climbed into bed and grabbed her mobile from the bedside, only to discover that she had an unread message.
Su Le opened the text message and read it. The text was sent an hour ago. The sender was Wei Chu. Su Le froze. In her heart, she thought elites like Wei Chu would not use text messages. Ah ... As expected, she turned this person into a demon in her mind.
The text contained a corny joke. It was something that was often seen online. Su Le pondered, extremely solemnly, for some time. Was Senior Wei lonely?
Decisively putting the mobile to the side, Su Le pulled up her blanket and went to sleep.
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The next day at 9am, Su Le struggled to get out of bed and open the curtains and wash her face. It was still raining. Sitting at the desk, Su Le yawned before switching on the computer to open up the website hosting her novel. Her mobile rang as she was reading the comments left by her readers. She picked up her phone and saw that it was Wei Chu again. If she hadn't been told by the person himself that he wasn't interested in her, she would have shamelessly thought Wei Chu had fallen in love with her at first sight and that he was now calling because he missed her!
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