The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 221

Chapter 221: Everything will be alright, don’t worry
“Snap.”

A merciless hand slapped down on Sam’s hand, knocking his palm away.

Sophie looked at him with disdain.

“What are you thinking? That’s really disgusting.”

Yes, this was the real Sophie. The girl as beautiful as morning dew a moment ago seemed to be just a baseless fantasy of Sam’s.

Sam chuckled, still not rising from the table but instead tilting his head to look at her from a strange angle. Despite the odd perspective, she still looked quite beautiful.

“Sophie has no sense of romance, sigh.”

Sophie, clearly annoyed, sat down not far from him, gracefully gathering her skirt as she did so.

“Why should I has romance? To become a weird person like you?”

Sophie clearly had no respect for such notions.

Sam sighed. “A weird person? Sigh… I didn’t expect that in your eyes, I would be such a person.”

Sophie knew Sam was just putting on an act of being aggrieved; she wasn’t about to feel guilty about it.

After all, Sam was like a cockroach that couldn’t be killed, seemingly never truly hurt. His demeanor today was unusual, but she couldn’t rule out that it might be an act.

Whatever, they weren’t lovers anyway.

“What else? Did you think you were normal?”

Sophie pulled out her phone, casually scrolling through it, seemingly paying no attention to the boy beside her. She expected Sam to continue with his usual jokes and banter, or to try to engage her with some mundane topic.

Instead, she just heard Sam let out a soft sigh, then say in a very light tone, “True, I’ve never been normal…”

Unable to help herself, Sophie slightly shifted her gaze, using her peripheral vision to look at Sam’s expression.

She noticed that Sam wasn’t looking at her at all, just lying on the table. His whole demeanor exuded a sense of dejection, as if he had suffered some great blow.

Sophie was never one to offer comfort, nor had she ever done such a thing before. But at this moment, a rare hesitation crossed her face before she spoke in a calm tone.

“You were supposed to go back with Angel yesterday, weren’t you? What happened, did you get a shock?”

She found it strange herself, why was she saying something that sounded almost caring to this boy?

Sam remained sprawled there, seemingly unable to muster any energy.

“How should I put it? Yes, a shock… a really big shock.”

He spoke as if he were an anime protagonist who had just lost his dream in an instant, which made Sophie somewhat curious.

“What, did she dump you?”

“If only I had been dumped…”

Sam muttered this, then lifted his head, his face etched with dejection.

Sophie slightly furrowed her brows. “What do you mean by that?”

Sam shook his head. “It means nothing, just that I wanted to tell you, about the club activity they mentioned—you’d better find an excuse to say you’re busy and not go.”

This club activity was a visit to Angel’s house. Sam now understood Angel’s intentions; she was likely to use her mysteriously enhanced powers for something significant.

So, Sam hoped Sophie wouldn’t take the risk, as the potential shock could be enormous. After all, Sophie wasn’t like Sam; Angel wouldn’t be merciful to this girl, nor did she need to be.

Sophie looked at Sam, her eyes shimmering with an inexplicable light. “Is this why you seem so down?”

Her tone was skeptical, as if trying to ascertain whether Sam was genuinely considering her welfare.

Sam smiled and shook his head. “It’s nothing, just that it doesn’t seem right. You know her attitude towards you; you won’t gain anything good from it. Sometimes, stepping back temporarily is being responsible for the future, and you don’t need to worry too much.”

Sophie’s expression grew solemn. She looked out at the sunlight falling on the back of her hand and said calmly, “I’ll go. I won’t find any reason to back down.”

Sam sighed. “This isn’t the time to be stubborn. There are things you don’t understand… but combining what I do know, I can tell you, this trip won’t end well. It definitely won’t be as simple as you think.”

Sam couldn’t directly mention Angel’s supernatural abilities.

It was too bizarre, and Sophie might not believe him; she might think he was exaggerating the truth, creating unnecessary panic.

Moreover, the existence of women with superpowers in this world… revealing it now seemed like a terrifying thing.

How could Sam explain to Sophie that the world wasn’t as simple as it seemed?

Sophie, a rather intelligent girl, also picked up on Sam’s somewhat cryptic words.

Clearly, there was some information he found inconvenient to disclose, possibly for certain reasons. Indeed, he was considering her welfare.

But Sophie looked at Sam and said, “I’ve never thought of things as simple. I know what kind of woman Angel is. That’s exactly why I need to go.”

Sam looked at this uniquely girl, unable to comprehend. “Why?”

Sophie looked at Sam as if it were obvious. “I might avoid her this time using an excuse, but next time I won’t be able to face her. Do you think if she harbors such deep hostility towards me, she won’t think of targeting me next time? It’s something I have to confront eventually. If all I can do is run away, then I might as well admit defeat early. But do you think I would admit defeat?”

Sam watched her, unsure of what to say.

Should he acknowledge that this was typical of Sophie, the kind of decision she would make? Or should he say that such irrational behavior was a great irresponsibility to herself?

Sam had done enough, said what needed to be said. If something irreparable still happened, it seemed he wouldn’t be to blame.

“You don’t need to worry about me,” Sophie said at that moment.

Sam looked at the girl, sunlight falling on her shoulders. She still appeared so, her gaze calm and profound, as if she possessed an invisible power that could soothe the soul.

She continued, “I know you’re worried about me, and there are things you can’t fully express. You probably want me to realize the seriousness of the situation…”

At this point, she seemed unable to meet Sam’s gaze directly and turned her head to look at her phone in her hand. The screen was off, reflecting her face.

“It’s not that I don’t think the situation is serious, but we both have no reason to back down. You feel the same, right?”

Sam found himself at a loss for words. Suddenly, the world seemed absurdly ridiculous.

He was, after all, Angel’s boyfriend, but it felt like he and this girl were on the same side. What kind of strange development was this?

He didn’t know, just shook his head with a wry smile.

At that moment, Sophie stood up, placing her palm on his hair. It was a familiar gesture. It seemed like something she enjoyed doing—not particularly intimate, but unique to her, something she had never done to anyone else.

Sam’s recently cut hair was somewhat coarse, slightly prickly to the touch.

But now, it seemed not to matter.

Sophie whispered, “Everything will be alright, don’t worry.”

After these words, she lowered her hand and walked past Sam, leaving the study room.

It seemed she didn’t leave much behind, only the lingering scent of her perfume in the air and the gentle autumn sunlight on the desk where she had touched.

Sam leaned back in his chair, sighed deeply, and then couldn’t help but laugh to himself.

“Why is it now my turn to be comforted by others… I should be the one fighting destiny…”

Indeed, Sam had known his purpose from the moment he arrived in this world. He was aware of the dangers and difficulties surrounding him from the start.

The dangers had never really changed, so why should he feel disheartened?

It was as if he was back at the beginning, with the female leads’ capabilities just as they were, and the dangers he faced never truly diminishing. What was there to be conflicted about?

Sam couldn’t give up; it was as if he was back at the starting line.

He looked at his palms and then clenched his fists, psyching himself up.

“You can’t fall now… Sam.”

What Sam didn’t know was that just outside the door, the girl leaning against it hadn’t completely left.

She tilted her head back, staring at the ceiling which held nothing, her deep eyes pondering unknown thoughts.

Only after hearing Sam’s voice from inside did she start to move, slowly stepping away from the study room. Everything seemed to return to calm.

But before a storm, the sea is always calm.

===

The lunch break was brief.

When Sam returned to the classroom, everything seemed as if nothing had happened. Louis looked at him strangely, seeing Sam seemingly back to his normal self.

“You look much better than this morning. What happened, did a meal completely revive you?”

Sam smiled and said, “What revived me wasn’t the meal, but a god.”

“A god? There are no gods in this world. Have you gone mad?”

“Is it possible that in this world, everyone is mad, and those who are deemed insane are actually the sane ones?”

Louis looked at Sam in shock. “What? Have you deciphered the true essence of this world?”

“Can’t I take a joke?” Sam couldn’t help but laugh.

Louis also chuckled, scratching the back of his head. “Anyway, you look much better than this morning. I thought you were really done for.”

Suddenly, Sam remembered something and turned to Louis with a curious question.

“If… I mean, if one day I really died, what would you do?”

Louis looked at Sam even more strangely.

“Why would you die? Do you have some terminal illness?”

“No, nothing like that. Please don’t jinx me, I’m just curious.”

Louis scratched his head.

“Isn’t that the kind of question lovers ask each other? Are you asking me because… wait, are you actually gay?” Louis suddenly looked at Sam with a horrified expression.

Sam rolled his eyes.

“You have a point. Forget I asked,” he said, turning away.

Then he heard Louis chuckling.

“Although it doesn’t seem like we’re the same type of people… I do hope you keep living well. I’d be really sad to lose you as a friend.”

Sam smiled.

“Is it that serious? I don’t think I’ve been much help to you… Are we that close already?”

Louis replied as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

“What does helping have to do with friendship? Isn’t the most important thing about friendship… companionship? Just being there is enough, and besides, there’s nothing I need help with… Living our own lives well is pretty great.”

Sam was somewhat surprised that Louis could say something so sensible. It almost didn’t seem like him.

Sam nodded.

“Don’t worry, Louis, even for you, I’ll make sure to live well.”

“What do you mean ‘even for you’? You’re really off today.”

“Ha ha ha, let’s just say I’m not normal today.”

Class ended.

Sam didn’t go to his club activities today because it was his day to work.

When he arrived at the convenience store, it was just about time to take over the shift from Mrs. Margaret.

“By the way, Sam, these are some eggs I brought back from my hometown last time. Please, you must take them. I really appreciate your help that time.”

Sam quickly tried to decline.

“I really shouldn’t… It was just a normal thing to do, no need to thank me.”

However, Mrs. Margaret was insistent, stuffing the bag of eggs into Sam’s hands.

“I must thank you, after all, you had no obligation to help me. Nowadays, too many people take help for granted. Since you did help, that’s a favor, and you deserve thanks. Don’t be shy, Sam, just take them.”

Sam had no choice but to accept.

Watching Mrs. Margaret smile and wave as she left the convenience store, Sam, now in his work uniform, looked at the eggs in his hand and couldn’t help but smile.

“What are you daydreaming about? Why are you laughing at eggs?”

The person who walked in was Mia.

It had been a while since Sam had seen this exceptionally charming woman, but that was to be expected.

After all, Mia was someone who loved to experience life, engaging in activities like tennis, swimming, and drinking. It was probably hard to fit everything into her schedule, so even seeing her at the convenience store was a rarity.

At this moment, Mia was dressed in autumn attire, wearing a white long-sleeve shirt with a bow tie at the collar.

Her trousers were slim-fitting, and she wore high heels that accentuated her figure, making her appear even more slender.

Her long hair was pulled back in a rare, neat hairstyle, not her usual free-flowing look. She appeared full of a crisp, youthful energy.

Sam placed the eggs on the table.

“Mrs. Margaret gave me these eggs… Do you like eggs?”

Mia frowned slightly.

“I like them, but I can’t cook… Maybe you could cook them for me?”

Sam immediately retorted, “So, are you going to pay extra for these eggs?”

“Are you kidding? An employee cooks for the boss and expects payment? Why don’t you just rob a bank!” Mia responded.

Laughing off the comment, Sam quickly shifted the conversation.

“What brought you here to check in today? I thought you had forgotten you owned a convenience store.”

Mia chuckled. “I come here every day, you know. It’s just that you’re not always around.”

“I have classes to attend.”

“So, people can just make wild guesses and throw sarcasm around about things that haven’t happened?”

Sam nodded in agreement. “Apparently, they can.”

“I can’t be bothered to argue with you…”

Following that, Sam watched as Mia walked into the changing room.

What he didn’t know was that once Mia got to the changing room, she eagerly grabbed a water cup and poured herself some water.

She looked around, ensuring no one else was present, then her cheeks flushed. She gathered her long hair and, leaning over the cup, discreetly spat a clear spit into it…