The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 130

Chapter 130: I’ve heard a story that perverts are usually handsome
After a long journey on the train, Sam’s mood was vastly different from when he had set out.

The initial excitement and nervousness were gone, leaving only a cumulative fatigue.

This weariness stemmed not from the physical but rather from mental and psychological strains, particularly due to the presence of a girl who was inexplicably angry beside him.

Throughout the trip, Angel had hardly given Sam any pleasant looks.

“What are you looking at? Look somewhere else, not at me,” Angel glanced at Sam, who spread his hands in resignation.

“What’s wrong with looking? It’s not like I haven’t seen before.”

The image of her face, her breasts, her clit had deeply imprinted in Sam’s mind, especially her unique aura when she sat on Sam’s lap, pulling her skirt up to her waist.

Just the thought of that scene was enough to arouse him instantly.

Sam quickly banished these thoughts, mindful of his current surroundings on the train. An erection now would be exceedingly embarrassing.

Angel narrowed her eyes: “Then don’t go home after you get off the train.”

“Where should I go if not home?”

“Come to my place, I’ll let you have a good look.”

Although her words were ambiguous and tempting, Sam directly refused.

“Forget it, I just remembered I have some things to sort out at home, haven’t even put away my clothes yet.”

“How long has it been since you left Kuhang? And it rained for a few days, isn’t it a bit late to think about putting away clothes now?”

“It’s okay, wearing clothes with a bit of nature’s scent has its charm.”

“Nuts.”

Angel had no doubts about Sam’s ability to jest and play dumb.

He was practically an expert at feigning ignorance.

During the lengthy journey, Sam put on his headphones and gently closed his eyes.

As long as one maintains a positive mindset, anywhere can be enjoyable. Life is but a long battle, an endless endeavor to find joy amidst suffering.

After an indeterminate amount of time, feeling somewhat sleepy, Sam suddenly felt a light weight on his shoulder.

Opening his eyes, he saw Angel leaning against his shoulder with her eyes closed.

Her long lashes shimmered under the sunlight streaming through the window, casting a unique luster.

Her flawless face resembled the most exquisite piece of art.

Her lips, closed, looked even more adorable now, like a dark-themed Barbie doll.

Why add the “dark-themed”?

Sam didn’t know. He just thought about it and sat up a bit straighter to make it more comfortable for her to lean on.

Soon, under the force of gravity or perhaps because the girl was genuinely tired, her head gradually slid towards Sam’s arm.

Sam gently lifted his arm, supporting her head and taking care of her neck as well.

This way, she wouldn’t wake up with a sore neck, as if she had slept in an awkward position.

As the journey neared its end, Angel seemed to awaken only due to the noisy disturbances around her. She frowned, her first action being to cautiously reach out and touch the corner of her mouth…

“Don’t worry, I wiped off the drool for you, no one saw it,” Sam assured her.

Angel’s cheeks flushed as she looked at Sam.

“Who drooled? Don’t make things up.”

Sam chuckled, “It seems you’ve changed a lot, who would have thought you could sleep amidst the noise of the train?”

“If you weren’t so boring, I wouldn’t have fallen asleep,” Angel retorted.

Sam shrugged, “Then you should bring your favorite stand-up comedian with you on your next trip to avoid boredom.”

Angel actually considered it.

“That’s a good idea, you should learn stand-up comedy.”

“Monologues aren’t bad either.”

“I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Do you even want to get off the train or not?” Angel glared at Sam.

Sam had no choice but to stand up, gather her luggage, and follow the crowd off the train.

Leaving the station, they quickly spotted the person coming to pick up Angel.

A familiar black car was parked at the curb, seemingly driven by the same woman in a black suit they knew.

Wearing sunglasses and her hair tied in a sleek high ponytail.

Though her face was not fully visible, her imposing demeanor was unmistakable, deterring anyone from approaching carelessly.

Angel opened the rear door of the car but didn’t immediately get in; instead, she turned to look at Sam.

Sam shook his head.

“No need to drop me off, I’ll go back on my own.”

Angel frowned slightly.

“You’re not planning to use this time to meet other women, are you?”

Such a suspicious nature…

Sam sighed.

“I’m human too, I need to rest. How could I be as exaggerated as you think?”

Angel glanced at Sam, then huffed coldly, turned around, and got into the car, opting not to say goodbye to Sam.

It seemed the fact that she wasn’t given the chance to drive Sam made her upset.

Had she become more sensitive?

Watching the black car drive away, Sam genuinely sighed with relief.

The air seemed freer, and he felt much more relaxed.

He got into a taxi and headed straight home, a sincere smile appearing on his face as familiar scenery gradually came into view. Just as Sam was looking out the window, a familiar figure suddenly entered his line of sight.

“Please stop here!!”

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The sunlight was vibrant

“Do you really want to drink Coke in this heat?”

“Sister~ I want to drink Coke, really want to~”

“What’s so good about that thing… and it’s not even healthy…”

“So what if it’s unhealthy? Has everything sister done up to now been healthy? Even so, can you live to be a hundred years old? And even if you live to be a hundred, are you truly living happily?”

“…Alright, alright, stop nagging, I’ll go buy it now.”

Sophie, wearing a hat, wanted to run back home the moment she stepped outside.

The summer in Kuhang was exceptionally hot, and the sunlight was intense, almost as if steam was rolling off the ground.

“Isn’t it comfortable to stay at home? Why insist on going out to buy Coke…”

Despite her reluctance, Sophie agreed to Sophia’s request. She pushed open the door and walked under the sunlight that seemed to melt everything in its path.

Upon reaching the familiar convenience store, she momentarily thought of someone.

But she quickly dismissed the thought.

“He’s already gone back to his hometown… He’s not here.”

Indeed, the cashier was a kind and friendly old lady. Though she was cordial, it didn’t inspire Sophie, who had just bought a bottle of Coke, to engage in much conversation.

In Sam’s absence, the city seemed to lose some of its charm.

Was it just her imagination? It must be.

She hurried home, feeling her legs might have gotten sunburned.

Sophie quickened her pace until she turned the corner.

And then…

“Ah…! Aren’t you watching where you’re going… Eh?”

Sophie nearly collided with someone coming from the opposite direction, but when she calmed down and saw who it was, her eyes widened in disbelief.

She could never have imagined…

In this sweltering summer heat, by the ivy-covered walls, on the clean streets where slivers of sunlight filtered through the leaves, Sam was there…

He was standing quietly, with a canvas bag slung over his shoulder.

His hair seemed to have grown a bit.

His smile was as annoying… and as handsome as ever.

“Such a hurry, were you rushing back to find me?” Sam said with a smile.

Then he saw Sophie, with flushed cheeks, quickly walking towards him.

This posture… she wasn’t planning to give him a hug, was she? That would be so embarrassing; they weren’t that close yet, were they?

Could she have missed him that much?

What to do? Should he open his arms?

The next moment.

“Bang!”

“Ouch… That hurts!”

Sam immediately crouched down, rubbing his shin, never having expected Sophie to come up and kick him!

Sophie looked somewhat angrily at Sam, who was grimacing in pain.

“What are you hiding here for, do you know you almost scared me to death?!”

Sam stood up, “Why were you walking so fast? It’s not like I intentionally scared you, I just happened to be here, what can I do?”

Sophie rolled her eyes at Sam, seeing his somewhat pained expression, she couldn’t help but want to laugh a little.

She slightly turned her head, “How did you come back? And how come you are here just at the right time?”

“I just happened to be back. Anyway, there wasn’t much keeping me… I saw you on the road just now, so I got off.”

“Getting off because you saw me, what weird thing were you planning to do?”

Sophie instantly became alert, as if suspecting the other person of being a pervert.

Sam laughed disdainfully.

“Would a man as outstanding as myself need to do weird things to you? Have you ever seen a pervert as handsome as me?”

Sophie snorted.

“I’ve heard a story that perverts are usually handsome…”

“While that’s a fact, this is the first time you’ve called me handsome.”

“…Boring.”

Sophie walked away, taking a different path.

Sam also turned, laughing, and they almost walked side by side, except Sam was under the scorching sun while Sophie was in the shade of the trees.

“Weren’t you saying you’d introduce me to a friend when I got back?” Sam recalled something.

Sophie snorted coldly. “I didn’t say it would be today.”

“Since we’ve met today, why not today?”

“Because I’m not in a good mood today.”

“Why are you in a bad mood?”

“Going out to buy a Coke and running into a pervert, could you be in a good mood?”

“Oh? Coke?”

When Sophie heard this, she suddenly felt the other hand become empty.

Turning around, she found Sam had taken the Coke she had bought, opened it, and started drinking.

After finishing, he even belched and then smiled at her.

“In such hot weather, one should drink Coke; I admit you have good taste.”

Sophie looked at her empty hands, then at Sam’s triumphant smile, feeling her blood pressure rise.

She sweated so much, braved the scorching sun to buy a bottle of Coke. Was it that easy for him to just drink it?!

So infuriating!

“You owe me a Coke!!”

Sam was ready, so he immediately took off running.

Sophie didn’t think twice before chasing after him.

She was determined to show this frequently teasing Sam a lesson!

In fact, not everything needs to be meaningful. After all, if life is constantly in search of meaning, it loses its fun.

Having fun is more meaningful than having a purpose.

So, just for the fun of it, Sam got off the bus early, wanting to tease this girl who always seemed cold and as if she had a grudge against him.

Just laughing and running, occasionally stopping to wait for Sophie, Sam suddenly stopped because he hadn’t expected to encounter a young woman in a professional uniform at this moment.

“Hmm? Sam…”

“Zoe…?”

“Let me catch you, you jerk, you owe me a Coke… Hmm?”