The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 128

Chapter 128: This is the moon over Cedarwood, sharing it with you
Sam should be coming back soon, right?

Eating alone and watching some dull TV shows, Sophie was startled by the sudden thought that popped into her head.

Why did she suddenly think of him? Whether he comes back or not, what does it have to do with her!

Sophie spent her days just as always.

Reading, watching movies, listening to music, eating, occasionally going for a walk to pet the stray cats by the roadside, then returning home to take a bath and sleep.

Holidays were no different.

The only difference was not having to see so many classmates. Every time they tried to greet her but hesitated, Sophie felt embarrassed for them.

Of course, there was one exception.

Not only did he unabashedly greet her, but he also told jokes that were neither funny nor made any sense.

And occasionally he would try to sound serious and artistic, attempting to discuss some profound truths…

Hmm? Why is she thinking about him again?

Sophie frustratedly ruffled her hair.

Forget it, time to sleep.

But not even five seconds after closing her eyes, the sound of an incoming message on her phone made her frown.

Did she forget to mute it?

She always made it a habit to mute her phone before sleeping, even though she rarely received messages or calls, given her reclusive lifestyle.

Initially, there might have been pursuers interested in her because of her beauty.

But soon, they would give up due to her cold demeanor and sharp, biting remarks.

Sophie unlocked her phone, frowning again.

“Is he out of his mind?”

Sending such cryptic messages at this time, it was as if she could see his clear yet foolish face through the content.

Really, enough is enough…

Yet, despite this, Sophie replied to the message.

[It’s so late already. If you can’t sleep, just take some sleeping pills. Asking such foolish questions only makes you look immature.]

Sophie looked at the message that was successfully sent and disdainfully glanced at her hand. Why did she reply to him? Why couldn’t she control her own actions?

Sam: [Why foolish? These two questions are what scientists and philosophers spend their lives exploring.]

Sophie: [Because both questions share a common trait: they can never be fully understood. Asking me is just proof of your insanity.]

Sam: [Just because it’s hard to understand, we shouldn’t try? Then what about all those experiments and explorations?]

Sophie: [That’s their problem for being too idle.]

Sam: [You really lack any curiosity for seeking the truth, Sophie. I’m disappointed in you.]

Seeing the screen, Sophie couldn’t help but smile, feeling a sense of satisfaction in making Sam feel deflated.

Sophie: [Did you actually have expectations of me?]

Sam: [Well, it’s like seeing a pile of mud, knowing it’s bad, but still hoping it might one day blossom into a beautiful flower.]

“Madman!!!”

Sophie punched her pillow, then angrily tapped on her phone screen.

Sophie: [Really, you shouldn’t exist in my contacts.]

She had given up sleep to chat with Sam, and he dared to mock her!

Sam: [Just joking, don’t be mad… By the way, I’m coming back soon.]

Sophie’s eyelids twitched, and she frowned, disdainfully staring at the screen.

Sophie: [What does your return have to do with me? You not being in Kuhang has nothing to do with me either.]

Sam: [Really? Then why did I just sneeze?]

Sophie: [What does sneezing have to do with this?]

Sam: [Doesn’t sneezing mean you were thinking of me?]

Sophie: [Get lost.]

Sam: [I’m actually looking forward to the new term, are you?]

Sophie: [If you’re there, not really.]

Sam: [Liars will have their noses grow long~]

Sophie: [Sorry, my nose won’t grow longer, and there’s no chance of me lying.]

Sam: [Ah, what a pity. I was really looking forward to seeing you first thing when school starts.]

Sophie paused, her heartbeat accelerating unexpectedly.

Then, with a slightly flushed face, she replied: [Can you not use those player tricks on me? If you plan to treat me like that, I’ll delete you from my contacts.]

Sam: [Just kidding. Actually, I just wanted to say one thing to you tonight.]

Sophie had no expectations for such a statement—no, she had never had any expectations of him.

Sam often sent strange messages that tormented her all night long. Chatting with him always led to insomnia, truly “annoying”…

Before Sophie could reply, the next message from Sam arrived.

[Image]

It seemed to be a picture of the moon taken from a window.

Full.

Luminous.

Sam: [This is the moon over Cedarwood, sharing it with you. What does the moon look like in Kuhang now? Good night, Sophie.]

Sam didn’t wait for a reply; he didn’t deliberately stay up but fell asleep soon after.

Checking his phone in the morning confirmed his suspicion; Sophie hadn’t replied to his message, leaving the conversation at his last sent text.

It seemed like Sam might have been presumptuous?

Maybe not.

After all, the curious thing was, these past few days, whenever his mood fluctuated, sending random messages to Sophie, speaking about nonsensical things, would somehow make it easier for him to fall asleep.

Perhaps it was a kind of magic?

Or maybe it was proof of that saying.

[I’d rather speak nonsensical things with her than discuss ideals with you.]

Maybe that was just it.

But Sam wouldn’t know that on the night he fell asleep so quickly,

Someone else was up late.

Sophie saw the content on her phone.

But she didn’t reply immediately; instead, she turned off her phone, struggling to fall asleep for a long time.

In fact, many people had wished her good night, but she never replied.

But had anyone ever sent her a picture of the moon?

Sophie frowned, got up in the middle of the night, went to the window, opened it, and captured the moon that looked no different from any other night.

She didn’t send it, though; she kept it in her photo album.

—

The day to leave Cedarwood finally arrived.

It didn’t rain this day; the weather was clear, reminiscent of the weather when he first arrived.

Nothing out of the ordinary happened the day before. Everything seemed unchanged, except for the fact that Sam’s sister seemed to be avoiding him all day.

Even when Sam tried to initiate a conversation, she wouldn’t respond.

Perhaps it was still because of those words…

She probably hadn’t come to terms with it yet.

But Sam knew that she would find her answers in time. Time has a way of diluting many things, like unrealistic obsessions, impulsive actions, and fantasies that haven’t been thoroughly thought through.

Before leaving home, his mother, quite worried, instructed him on many things.

Like many parents, there was nothing unusual about her concerns; after all, parents around the world are more or less the same.

Sam reassured her with a smile that he wouldn’t get into trouble and would study hard.

Standing next to the car, Sam’s father watched as Sam carried Angel’s luggage and said, “Alright, it’s time to get in the car. Don’t let your mom come along; she gets carsick.”

But Sam’s mother insisted on seeing Sam off.

Sam held her hand, which was not as delicate and soft as those of female leads in stories, even a bit rough and sturdy, but it was the hand of a mother.

He smiled and said, “Don’t worry, it’s not like I won’t come back. I’ll call you once I get there.”

Sam and Angel walked over to his father’s car.

Robert frowned.

“Ava really, I don’t know what she’s up to. Her brother is leaving, and she doesn’t even come out to say goodbye…”

Sam felt a bit of regret too; not seeing Ava today would make his farewell less than perfect.

But he wouldn’t force anything. It was normal for her to be a bit emotional; after all, she was only 16.

“It’s okay. We can always get in touch by phone if needed. Let’s go.”

“Right, get in the car.”

Robert didn’t say much more. He felt he didn’t quite understand the young people of today. It’s best to let young people handle their affairs, as too much interference would only be annoying.

Sam first loaded Angel’s luggage into the car, then sat inside with her.

As his father prepared to start the car, Sam looked out of the window towards his house, watching his mother worryingly look at him, yet still trying to smile so as not to burden him, which touched him deeply.

No matter how times change, parents’ love is always so pure and restrained, as if they never quite know how to express their feelings to their children.

But it seems different between lovers.

Eager to feel the love from the other, and just as eager to give all their emotions.

Yet, completely overlooking whether that’s what the other person really wants…

Still, Ava was nowhere to be seen…

As the car slowly started.

Everything was about to be left behind, and all things Cedarwood were coming to a temporary close.

“Wait a second!!”

Robert almost mistook the brake for the accelerator, causing the car to jerk violently, and Sam was also startled.

Sam and Robert were surprised to see a beautiful figure hurriedly appearing at the door.

A girl with two ponytails, wearing a clean floral dress, no makeup, yet so pretty and pure.

Her cheeks flushed, she ran to the side of the car.

Robert asked in surprise, “I thought you weren’t coming out?”

Ava, looking down, said, “Who said that? I just wasn’t ready.”

Seeing Ava’s flushed cheeks but determined eyes, Sam was moved. He softly said, “It’s okay, no need to send me off, it’s getting late…”

“Do you know it’s late and still not opening the door?”

“Open the door for what?”

“I’m sending you to the station!”

Ava stated it as if it was the most natural thing. Sam glanced at Angel beside him, who was just looking out the window, as if everything here had nothing to do with her.

Robert grumbled, “Why are you joining in? This car is already cramped…”

“Dad, shut up.”

“…”

Instantly, Robert quietly looked ahead, not saying another word.

The next moment, Ava looked at Sam.

“Move over, make some space for me.”

But the small sedan was too cramped; fitting three people in the back was possible, but tight.

Sam, feeling stuck, suggested, “Why don’t you sit in the front?”

Ava didn’t hesitate: “We’re siblings, why isn’t Angel sitting in the front?”

It made sense, but would Angel agree?

Sam tentatively stood up. “Maybe I should sit in the front…”

As he attempted to rise, almost simultaneously.

“Sit down!”

“Do you dare move?”

The sharply contrasting tones and attitudes came from the two girls.

“Alright.”

Sam obediently sat back down, watching Ava sit in the passenger seat with a huff, feeling a bit melancholic.

At that moment, the father at the driver’s seat turned his head, giving Sam a look filled with sympathy… but what did his smile imply?

Ava seemed quite upset now, though it was unclear who had annoyed her.

“What are you looking at, drive!”

“Oh, right, right, driving…”

Robert pressed the accelerator, this time correctly.

As the car slowly moved away from home, it seemed as if the story there was coming to a close.

Yet, observing Ava in the front seat, arms crossed as if daring anyone to disturb her…

It seemed the story wasn’t quite finished after all…