[Comprehensive Korean drama] Female lead, let go of the male supporting role

Han Seung Yoon ate dinner alone.

Harry told him not to call him for dinner, so Han Seungyun naturally wouldn't take the initiative to call Zoe.

It was obvious that three people were living together, making it look like he was living alone.However, Han Chengyun will not wrong himself.He sat in the spacious and bright dining room and had a very sumptuous and luxurious dinner.

It seemed that he had eaten too much, and there was a little accumulated food in his stomach. Han Chengyun took two Jianwei Xiaoshi tablets, and nestled on the sofa in the living room to watch TV.

Running Man is being broadcast on TV, and the guests are Lee Seung Gi and Park Shin Hye, which is quite interesting.

But halfway through, Han Chengyun couldn't bear the fatigue of the journey after all, and fell into a deep sleep.

When Harry went downstairs to pour water, he saw Han Chengyun lying on the edge of the sofa with his clothes on, as if he might roll down at any moment.Laughter erupted non-stop from the TV, which seemed extraordinarily noisy in such a quiet late night.

Harry wanted to ignore him, but for some reason, he walked towards him.

Standing still in front of the sofa, Harry's eyes fell on Han Chengyun's sleeping face.

Thin bangs covered thick eyebrows, and it was unclear whether they were furrowed or stretched.Under the bright white light, the long eyelashes cast a faint shadow.The well-shaped lips were slightly parted, and a thin and low snoring sound escaped from them.As if feeling cold, the slender body curled up into a small shrimp, which looked a little cute.

Harry raised his arm and opened his palm, the projection of his palm was covering Han Chengyun's face, successfully blocking the light.

Han Chengyun in his sleep seemed to be aware of something, his nose fluttered twice, and the expression on his face was a bit more comfortable.

Harry suddenly felt that his behavior was childish and ridiculous, and he withdrew his hand with some resentment, turned around to leave, but accidentally knocked his knee on the corner of the coffee table, the pain made him unable to stand, and suddenly fell down on the sofa, where Han Chengyun was sitting around.

Han Chengyun seemed to feel the heat source, and before Harry could stand up, he rubbed his head on Harry's lap, and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Harry was stunned by his coherent action, and immediately suspected that Han Chengyun had woken up, so he tentatively called out: "Yun?"

Han Seungyun just found a more comfortable position and buried his head deeper into his arms.

It's he who thinks too much.

If Han Chengyun was awake, he would never have the guts to do such a thing to him.

Harry froze.

He had never been this intimate with anyone, including his parents, so he didn't know how to react to such a moment.

Push him away?But why is there a touch of intolerance and nostalgia in my heart?

Let him hold it like this?Reason told him no!

Harry, who was used to being calm and calm, rarely panicked.

In the end, he didn't push Han Chengyun away.

Stretching out his hand to brush away the broken hair on his forehead, Harry murmured to himself, "Why on earth, why did you come to me?"

What responded to him was Han Chengyun's soothing snoring.

"What is it that supports you and makes you hover by my side for 14 years?"

"Han Chengyun, I have never understood you."

"So, I don't know what to do with you."

Harry was immersed in his own thoughts, completely oblivious to the pair of eyes full of disbelief and monstrous hatred not far away.