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

"Snapped!"

Han Chengyun was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, when he suddenly heard a crisp sound from the living room, he hurried out to check, and saw Harry's cell phone lying on the ground in pieces, while Harry sitting on the sofa was trembling all over, his face pale and pale Like the words, the eyes were tightly closed, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Han Chengyun hurriedly ran to him and sat down, held his clenched hand, and asked with concern: "What happened?"

"Don't touch me!" Harry slammed him away, and the back of his hand slapped Han Chengyun's face with a "slap", and the pain immediately began to burn.

"Ah..." Han Chengyun was stunned, not knowing what happened, and Harry, who was still tender and affectionate just now, suddenly seemed like a different person.

The closed eyes slowly opened, the tyranny and hatred overflowing inside made Han Chengyun startled, subconsciously let go of Harry's hand, shrunk his body and backed away, and said tremblingly: "Ah handsome, Don't do this, I'm afraid."

"Are you afraid? That Yingcai..." Harry suddenly stopped and didn't say any more.

"Yingcai? What's wrong with Yingcai?" Han Chengyun asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing." Harry slowly loosened his clenched hands, and all the rolling emotions in his eyes disappeared.After a low sigh, he raised his hand to caress Han Chengyun's swollen cheek, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Han Chengyun hurriedly shook his head, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

Harry's heart was tugging and hurting, he didn't know if it was because of Yin Yingcai who died tragically, or because of Han Seungyun who was about to lose.

After a while, he lowered his head and pressed a soft kiss on Han Chengyun's brow, "I'm sorry, Xiaoyun, I'm really sorry..."

If Han Seungyun remembered correctly, this was the first time Harry said sorry to him, the unprecedented first time.However, this "I'm sorry" made Han Chengyun extremely flustered.He had a hunch that Harry's apology wasn't for hitting him just now, but for something that was about to happen.Thinking of Harry's abnormal performance recently, Han Chengyun became more and more convinced of the accuracy of this intuition.

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Han Chengyun smiled and said, "Are you hungry? I'm making porridge. It should be almost done by now. Let me get you a bowl?"

Harry nodded, "Okay."

After Han Seungyun turned and went into the kitchen, Harry took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Zoe, I want you to do one thing for me. After it's done, whether you want to continue being Zoe or want to be Li Xiuyan again, I won't interfere any more."

******

After breakfast, Harry said he didn't have a good rest last night, and asked Han Chengyun to accompany him to catch up on sleep.

Han Chengyun was tortured by him for most of the night last night, and he was a little tired, so he went upstairs with him.

In the bedroom, the sun was shining all over the floor, and there seemed to be a tinkling sound.

Han Seungyun leaned against Harry's arm and nestled in his arms, silently counting his heartbeats.

Harry rested his chin on his head, rubbing his hand lightly on his back.

When I counted to 150 or so, sleepiness gradually hit me.

In a daze, Han Chengyun heard Harry's voice above his head, "Xiaoyun, did I say that to you?"

Han Chengyun burrowed into his arms, and asked in a murmur, "Which sentence?"

Harry suddenly fell silent, and there was no reply for a while.

Han Seungyun didn't care either, and started counting Harry's heartbeats silently from the beginning.

Hey, how do you jump so fast?

Han Chengyun tried to poke his head out of Harry's arms to see what happened to him, but Harry held him down with one hand, and pressed his face tightly against his chest.

"Xiao Yun, remember this moment." Harry's cold voice sounded again, "My heart is beating because of you."

Han Chengyun felt hot in his heart, rubbed his cheek against his thin but strong chest, and said, "Well, I will remember it for a lifetime."

Thinking of Harry's question just now, Han Chengyun was suddenly enlightened like a soul.Could it be that "that sentence" that Harry was referring to was "I love you"?

Han Chengyun's heart beat wildly because of this conjecture, and his chest almost burst.

Before, Han Seungyun never bothered to hear the words "I love you".He always felt that this sentence was very vulgar. As long as these three words were said, the relationship between two people would become unbearably vulgar.

But now, Han Chengyun had an inexplicable and strong desire to hear these words from Harry's mouth.

So, Han Chengyun said shyly, "Jun, I love you."

He waited nervously, expecting Harry to reply "I love you too".

However, after waiting for a long time, Han Chengyun only waited for a low "um" and then did not express anything.

Disappointment surged like a tide, drowning Han Chengyun in an instant.

He was so wronged that tears rolled out uncontrollably.

Burned by his tears, Harry reached out to fish out the man buried in his arms, held his wet face, and said with a slight smile, "Why are you crying? It's so ugly."

Han Seungyun also felt that he was too hypocritical, crying like a child who couldn't eat candy.

Hastily wiping away tears, Han Chengyun hid his face in his hands, not daring to look at him, and weakly defended: "It's not crying, it's just that my eyes are sore..."

"I thought you felt aggrieved because you didn't hear what you wanted to hear." Harry said lazily, "It seems that I think too much."

His mind was punctured, Han Chengyun was ashamed and annoyed, he felt that he was being played, suddenly raised his head, and glared at Harry angrily.

His eye sockets were full of tears, and his face was ready to cry. This stare changed immediately, revealing an indescribable... style.

Harry's heart was softened by his stare, and he leaned over to kiss away the tears stained on his eyelashes, then looked into his eyes, and said word by word: "Han Chengyun, I love you. In this world, I love you the most." you."

Han Chengyun was taken aback for a moment, then tears poured out like beads with a broken thread, and he burst into tears.

After 14 years of waiting, Han Seungyun finally got a response. Han Seungyun didn't know whether his heart was more sad or happy.

Han Chengyun originally thought that he would never be able to cover Harry's frozen heart in his whole life, and he would never get Harry's love.He thought about giving up, thinking about leaving, and even prepared to spend his whole life in the world of "Missing You".However, over and over again, he was still going around by Harry's side, and he still threw his heart full of holes on Harry.

Suddenly hearing this "I love you" that he had been looking forward to for many years, Han Chengyun only felt that the vicissitudes of the sea, the white clouds and the dogs, his heart was sore and swollen, and he couldn't see clearly.

He just cried and wailed.

Harry took him in his arms and coaxed him hard.

In his heart, why not have mixed feelings?

All the tenderness he had in his life was given to the crying boy in his arms.

Apart from having a pretty face, this boy is lackluster.

The boy wasn't good, tough, independent, irreplaceable, or helpful in his own revenge.He is cowardly and timid, even a bit sissy, not a bit like a man should be, and only does some chores like washing and cooking.

However, I still kept him by my side, and stayed for 14 years.

14 years, almost half of his current life, and perhaps more than half of his entire life.

Ask yourself, since when did you start to fall in love with him?

It was the winter when I was 12 years old, the thin boy fainted in the dust, but still murmured "Jun, don't leave me, don't leave me"?

Is it the meticulous care and silent companionship during the 14 years in a foreign country?

Is he hugging himself from behind and telling his heart?

Did he disappear from the hospital, and I couldn't find him all over the world?

Harry couldn't tell.

Knowing that he shouldn't, knowing that he couldn't, knowing that he couldn't end well, he still couldn't help but fell into it.

Now, at the last minute, he finally confessed his love to the boy, and it was the last thing he could do for him.

Harry just hoped that when Han Chengyun recalled what happened today, he would be able to hate him less, even just a little bit.

Han Chengyun was tired from crying, sobbing and falling asleep in his arms.

Harry hugged him tightly, greedily enjoying this last interaction.

******

When Han Chengyun woke up, it was almost noon.

Opening his eyes, he saw Harry standing by the bed fully dressed, looking at him for a moment.

"Jun..." Han Chengyun wanted to call him, but maybe because he cried too much before falling asleep, his throat was so painful that he couldn't say a word.

Harry picked up a glass of warm water from the bedside, handed it to him, and said, "Drink some water, it will be better."

Han Chengyun took it with a smile and gulped it down.

As expected, his throat felt much better. Han Chengyun turned over and got out of bed, "Are you hungry? I'll go prepare lunch for you."

Harry smiled and said, "Okay."

However, as soon as he stood up from the bed, he felt dizzy for a while, and Han Chengyun fell back heavily on the bed again, "What... what's going on? I'm so dizzy..."

Harry sat down beside him, touched his face, and said softly, "If you feel dizzy, go to sleep for a while."

Before Han Chengyun could answer "Yes", his consciousness was plunged into a thick darkness.

Harry looked at Han Seungyun who fell into a deep sleep again, his eyes filled with unspeakable pain.

After a while, he took out his mobile phone, dialed the number, and put the phone to his ear, "Han Taijun."

Han Taijun sneered and said, "Jiang Hengjun, are you satisfied with my gift in return?"

Recalling the inhumane video he saw on his phone in the morning, Harry closed his eyes in pain, and said bluntly: "If you want to save your son, take my mother and meet me."

Han Taijun deliberately said angrily: "Jiang Hengjun, if you dare to touch a single hair of our Xiaoyun, I will definitely let you die without a place to bury you!"

Harry sneered and said, "I'll send you the time and place, see you then." After speaking, Harry hung up the phone.

He lowered his head and kissed Han Chengyun's lips, "Xiao Yun, tonight, I want to put an end to all the grievances and hatreds."