The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 125

Chapter 125: Can you hug me?
The night was exceptionally quiet, as if all of creation was in slumber, everything supposed to sink into a deep sleep, only to gradually awaken at the next dawn.

But was everything really so tranquil? Obviously not. Too many things were stirring, making it impossible to fall asleep.

Especially such a text message, which was troubling.

Sam didn’t reply immediately.

He hesitated for a moment. What could Ava possibly want by coming to his room at this time?

As Sam wondered, a new message arrived.

[You’ll be returning to Kuhang soon, and I wanted to talk to you]

Seeing this message, Sam knew he had no reason to refuse. After all, it was uncertain when they would see each other again, and Sam might not return every term.

[I just fell asleep, I’ll come to your place.]

Sam didn’t invite Ava to his room, in case Angel sneaked into his room, which would be quite awkward.

Sam got out of bed, slipped on his slippers, and quickly left his room, then arrived at Ava’s door, gently pushing it open.

The door wasn’t locked and opened easily. A bedside lamp was on, illuminating a small area of the room.

Ava’s room was clean and tidy, and she sat on the edge of the bed, quietly waiting.

She wore a white nightgown with a cute little bear logo on the chest, her legs together, seemingly nervously tapping on the floor.

Sam gently closed the door, and Ava waved him over, indicating for him to sit down.

However, Sam chose to sit on a chair, facing Ava.

He certainly couldn’t sit on the bed. Although Ava was his sister, she was now 16, and it was proper to maintain some distance.

“Why are you up so late? What did you want to talk about?”

Ava’s hair was untied, somewhat disheveled, falling over her shoulders.

She lifted her head, her complexion a bit unnatural, her gaze slightly averted. “Did you… see my entire performance today?”

Sam paused, then nodded.

“Of course, both Angel and I saw it, and we were quite close to the stage too.”

Ava immediately glared at Sam: “Why do you have to mention that woman? I was asking about you! Hmph.”

Sam didn’t understand what Ava was trying to express and could only offer an awkward smile.

Ava huffed softly, then her gaze shifted away as she lowered her head and started playing with her fingers, looking rather cute.

“So… what do you think of my performance?”

It seemed like a question that had been asked before, but Sam still answered patiently.

“I think it was great, the best I’ve seen you dance so far. It’s a pity, though, that I might not see it again.”

Sam said this with a smile, which immediately made Ava look at him with a tense expression.

“What do you mean… are you… sick? What kind of illness? Is it serious? Are you saying you and your parents have been hiding it from me, actually you… Ow! Why did you hit me?”

Ava glared at Sam, holding her head.

Sam spread his hands helplessly: “What are you thinking about all day? I meant that I’m going back to Kuhang, the day after tomorrow.”

Hearing this, Ava forgot to be angry. She blinked, her eyes suddenly becoming a bit vacant as she asked subconsciously.

“The day after tomorrow… so soon?”

Sam nodded, seemingly oblivious to Ava’s suddenly gloomy mood.

“Yeah, there’s nothing much else, and the trip back was fulfilling. Plus, there are some things I need to take care of at school… I have to go back early to prepare.”

Hearing Sam say this, Ava realized there wouldn’t be any surprises. Sam, who had only returned for such a short while, was going back to that bustling city.

She nodded, her expression a bit downcast.

It was only then that Sam seemed to notice, asking softly, “What’s wrong, feeling upset?”

Ava shook her head, her hair swaying slightly as she looked down at her toes and spoke softly.

“I was just thinking about our past, back when we were very young.”

“How long ago was that?”

“Do you remember, brother?”

“What?”

“About the mischievous boy who always bullied me, calling me an unwanted wild child. You heard about it and went to fight him, ending up all bruised and scolded by mom and dad afterward…”

Sam looked at Ava, who gradually started smiling as she spoke.

“Yeah, we were just kids back then, prone to acting impulsively. And I didn’t think it was a big deal; it wasn’t that painful anyway.”

“But brother, why didn’t you honestly tell mom and dad the reason when they asked you back then?”

Sam had seen this scene in his dreams, those dreams becoming part of his memory. However, the feelings and thoughts from that time had faded, becoming gaps in his memory.

But now, Sam guessed there could only be one reason.

“Probably because I didn’t want mom and dad to know you were being treated so unfairly and criticized like that. They would have been heartbroken to know you had to endure such things, feeling guilty about it.”

“So that was it…”

A clear, warm current flowed slowly through Ava’s heart, the everlasting source of strength within her, fueling her efforts towards every goal.

She smiled softly.

“Brother.”

“Hmm?”

“I’m really happy to be your sister, and so grateful to be our parents’ child… I feel so lucky.”

Looking at her beautiful face and the beginnings of her maturing figure.

Sam smiled and said,

“Having a sister like you, a daughter like you, is our luck. After all, we’re family, and that’s something no one can change.”

Watching her brother utter such words, Ava could no longer control the excitement in her heart. She stretched out her arms towards Sam, her face blushing slightly as she said,

“Brother.”

“What’s up?”

“Can you hug me?”

Her voice was soft but exceptionally clear.

Sam hesitated for a moment, perhaps thinking it strange to embrace his 16-year-old sister , but he quickly stopped hesitating.

She just wanted a hug.

Sam walked over, also opening his arms.

He gently embraced the beautiful Ava, feeling her lovely body. Of course, during this tender moment, he wouldn’t disgracefully think about how her breasts had developed.

He just smelled the familiar, comforting scent, reminiscing about the wonderful times of childhood.

Hoping such beauty would forever remain in his heart, it might also become the motivation for Sam to keep going.

Though everything has changed from the beginning, it doesn’t matter; sometimes, losing is just another form of gaining.

At this moment, Ava, holding Sam, felt the warmth and reliability of her brother’s chest.

Her cheeks were somewhat red.

She seemed to hear her heart’s nervous beating, very intense.

So intense that she couldn’t help but want to say something, like a cat trying to cross out of its cage, a deer wanting to break through the forest’s edge.

“Brother…”

“Hmm?”

Ava opened her eyes, looking at Sam’s back, and at his neck, she whispered as if indulging,

“Will we always be siblings?”

“Of course, why wouldn’t we?”

Hearing Sam’s response, Ava felt her heartbeat become even more intense, more nervous, and her breathing seemed a bit uneven.

But she couldn’t help herself, in this almost delirious moment, softly saying, “What if… one day I don’t want to be your sister anymore…”

“What do you mean, ‘don’t want to’?”

At this moment, Ava almost cursed herself for being insane. How could she say something so bizarre?

Yet, she couldn’t control it. It was as if a demon lived inside her heart at this very moment, a demon that whispered constantly in her ear.

It tempted her to voice the thoughts hidden deep within, thoughts that felt presumptuous even to consider…

But that was the real Ava.

She knew she shouldn’t speak, yet she also knew these were the words she most wanted to say…

She spoke anyway.

“What if one day… I don’t want to be your sister anymore…”

Her face was burning, her heartbeat intensified, and her whole body was heating up, reminding her of a high fever she had as a child.

There was no cliché story of a brother carrying her to the hospital in the middle of the night, but she vividly remembered how Sam took care of her quietly at home.

She couldn’t recall what was said or exactly how he cared for her, only that every day with him by her side felt incredibly comforting.

But now, that comfort had morphed into something else.

Such as the current palpitations that sped up her heart.

The impulses that made her restless.

“Not siblings? Then what, do you want to be friends?”

“No…”

She pushed Sam away, nervous and a bit eager, as Sam looked at her puzzled.

Her cheeks were as red as a ripe apple.

She gripped Sam’s arms tightly, then looked into his eyes from a close distance.

Those somewhat hazy eyes seemed eager to reveal some special emotion to her.

The aura she emitted became unique, and the atmosphere around them felt unfamiliar… as if a romantic air never before present between them was emerging.

Something seemed… off?

Ava looked at Sam eagerly, her red lips parting.

“If… I mean, if one day…”

“what?”

“I want to become closer to you… in a more… intimate way?”

“We’re already siblings, how could we get any closer? It’s not like we could become husband and…”

Sam’s words abruptly stopped. It was as if he realized something as he looked at the girl in front of him.

Her eyes no longer held the familiar clarity and charm of the past.

Instead, there was a haze, a seduction, a nervous anticipation, a desire to break boundaries.

This expression, never seen before on Ava, was too foreign to her.

Her legs were crossed and slightly rubbing against each other, her toes clenched, and the hands gripping Sam’s arms were involuntarily squeezing, causing him some pain…

Her flushed face, shy yet impulsive expression, seemed at that moment to attest to the unspoken possibility she dared not voice.

Could she… possibly be thinking of marrying him?