The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 236

Chapter 236: When will it snow this winter?
“Gurgle.”

“Gurgle.”

The water glass was gently placed on the table, her slender neck trembling slightly as she swallowed the warm water.

A few drops of water trickled down from the corner of her mouth, which she gently wiped away with her finger.

Sitting on the sofa, her phone set aside, she wrapped her lower half in a blanket and watched a variety show on TV, her other hand reaching for a bag of chips.

This was how Sophie spent most of her time, sitting on the couch, not looking at her phone, but watching TV.

For some reason, she felt that looking at her phone made time pass too quickly, without feeling anything, and then the rest time would be over, followed by another repetitive day.

She was not satisfied.

Watching TV seemed to make time stretch; even a whole bag of chips finished, and not even an hour might have passed.

But… watching TV was boring, yet Sophie couldn’t find anything more interesting to do.

At least, she had Sophia’s company.

“Sis, we don’t have classes tomorrow, why don’t we go out and have some fun?”

“What’s there to go out for, and besides, who with? If you really want to go out, I can take you shopping.”

The same body, two slightly different voices, even the intonations were distinct.

Suddenly, Sophie’s expression turned coy and cute, “Or… maybe we could ask Sam to join us for some late-night snacks?”

The next moment, her expression turned icy again.

“Why should we invite him? And we just ate chips, do we need to eat again? Are you that hungry?”

“Sis~ it’s mainly because Sam is fun, and isn’t he one of the few people you don’t dislike? If it’s him, he’d be the most suitable, right?”

“What do you mean one of the few people I don’t dislike… I just equally dislike everyone, there’s nothing special about him… Besides, it’s late, he’s probably already resting.”

As Sophie spoke, her gaze involuntarily drifted towards the phone lying beside her.

The screen remained unlit.

Just like her usual life, undisturbed by anyone, as if the world could be silent just for her, needing no one else.

It hadn’t always been this way. Sophie had achieved this tranquility by rejecting many well-meaning advances and other forms of contact.

But now… there seemed to be a faint voice in the depths of her heart, almost anticipating something, expecting something to happen.

Sophie found this feeling very strange. How could such emotions arise within her?

“See, you said ‘probably resting,’ not that you don’t want to see him. That means, if Sam were to ask you out, you’d definitely go, right?”

“Who said that? It’s so late, I’m too lazy to go out. And it’s not like I’d go out if it were earlier… I don’t want to talk about this anymore, it’s not going to happen.”

“You’re saying too much, sis.”

It was just one person, yet it seemed like a conversation was taking place.

Her expressions kept changing, making it somewhat hard to understand.

“All this because you. If you hadn’t asked, I wouldn’t have said any of this!” Sophie retorted irritably.

Sophia immediately responded.

“If you really can’t stand it, why not just contact Sam? It’s boring just sitting here anyway.”

“Go rest if you’re bored. I’m not going to do such a thing.” Sophie dismissed the idea without a second thought.

That was just how it was. The thought of her initiating contact with that boy… Sophie felt that even if the world were ending, that would never happen.

“If you’re too shy, how about I do it?”

“What are you going to do? Don’t do anything weird, you…”

Just then.

As if the two were locked in an endless debate over a single issue.

“Buzz.”

A strange sound emerged.

Sophie’s gaze involuntarily shifted to the side.

At that moment, her phone screen lit up.

A clear message displayed on the screen.

[Incoming Call: Sam.]

Instantly, Sophie’s eyes narrowed, and her expression suddenly changed.

“Aren’t you going to answer the phone, sis? Isn’t that a bit too deliberate?”

Sophie frowned. “Definitely nothing good.”

Despite her words, she quickly picked up the phone and answered the call.

“Hello, what’s up calling at this hour?” Her tone was as cool as ever.

“Nothing much, just got back.”

Sam’s voice carried a hint of weariness, but it was mostly his usual laid-back and relaxed self.

The tiredness was subtle.

It was as if he always let people see his sunny and cheerful side, never letting anyone notice if he ever felt weary.

“If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up…” Sophie said, sounding somewhat displeased.

“Heh, what’s the rush? You know tomorrow’s the weekend, right?”

Sophie replied with a laugh. “I know, what about it?”

“Are you ready… to go to her place?”

Sophie’s brow furrowed instantly, and she pursed her lips. “What’s there to prepare? Just go as usual.”

“Really… I still think, if possible, you shouldn’t go. I’ll go, and I’ll talk to Isabella about switching the club activity.”

Sophie didn’t like this feeling, a hard-to-describe urge building up in her chest, somewhat stifling.

It was a rare emotion, as if she needed to vent.

What should she say? Should she elaborate on her feelings in a lengthy discourse? Should she assertively tell Sam her decision, or…

“Where are you?” Sophie finally blurted out.

There was a pause on the other end.

“Downstairs at your place.”

Sophie was momentarily stunned.

She quickly got up, tossing the blanket aside.

Somewhat hastily, she slipped on her slippers and walked over to the window, opening it to look down.

The thick darkness obscured the figure below, who seemed to be facing her window, but it was too dark to see clearly.

“Are you sick? What are you doing under my apartment? Are you some kind of pervert?” Sophie blurted out.

Sam chuckled on the other end.

“How could I be a pervert? I just happened to be passing by… How about we meet?” he suggested.

Sophie’s heart skipped a beat, and she hesitated.

“Meet for what? It’s so late, what’s there to meet about…”

“I don’t know either, but don’t you think communicating like this is actually quite exhausting? I’m waiting down here for you, put on some more clothes, it’s windy outside.”

With that, Sam hung up the call.

Sophie stared at her phone, dumbfounded. What was that supposed to mean? Just hanging up like that?

How could he be so sure that she would come down to meet him? Where did he get that confidence from?

And what’s with the ‘it’s windy, put on more clothes’… Can’t I just not go down because it’s windy?

Damn it!

I’m not going down!

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“Why did it take you so long to come down? Were you putting on makeup?”

In the chilly autumn night, amidst the cool breeze, Sam saw the girl hurriedly walking out from the building’s corridor.

Her expression seemed cold, but Sam was used to it; after all, he had never seen her particularly warm or enthusiastic.

She was wearing a gray hoodie, the zipper tightly fastened, and beneath her long jeans, her legs appeared somewhat slender.

Sophie looked really thin; she probably weighed less than 110 pounds.

The autumn wind reddened her cheeks, giving her a vulnerably charming allure.

Sophie looked at Sam with annoyance. “Wishful thinking. You think you’re worth me putting on makeup?”

Her words were disdainful as ever, but her coming down was already an unusual sign.

Sam chuckled. “Even without makeup, you’re quite pretty.”

This bit of flattery softened Sophie’s expression a bit, and she glanced at Sam.

“What did you make me come down for?”

Sam looked around. “Nothing much, just felt like taking a walk.”

“You have nothing better to do, huh? Who goes for a walk this late?”

“You’re not busy either,” Sam said matter-of-factly.

Sophie retorted, “What do you mean I’m not busy? I have plenty of things to do… and even if I didn’t, what does it have to do with you? I don’t want to waste my time on you.”

This lengthy rebuttal was ineffective on Sam. He had become immune to it after hearing it so often.

He looked around.

“Come on, aren’t you cold standing in the wind?”

“As if walking isn’t just more wind…”

Although Sophie spoke in a complaining tone, she still started walking, slightly ahead of Sam.

In the quiet of the night, their figures moved through the darkness.

“Why are you coming back so late? What was you up to?” Sophie asked nonchalantly.

Sam just smiled.

“Nothing much, just had dinner with Angel, that’s why I’m back late.”

Of course, it was that…

Even though she knew this was a possibility, why did she even ask?

Sophie felt annoyed at her own stupidity. Being around Sam too much seemed to make her brain adapt to his, turning her foolish.

“Did you have a long meal?”

“Yes, and we did some shopping too,” he added.

Sophie suddenly stopped walking.

Sam turned around, looking at her curiously.

Sophie’s face was slightly flushed, feigning anger. “Are you okay, Sam?”

“It should be me asking you… are you okay?”

“What’s wrong with me? You just finished dinner and shopping with her, and now you’re asking me to walk with you, what are you trying to imply?”

Sophie didn’t know what to make of Sam anymore.

He wasn’t stupid; on the contrary, he was very smart.

So why would he blatantly tell her such things? Didn’t he know that this was a major faux pas when dealing with girls?

What was Sam’s attitude? Did he not care about her feelings at all?

Sam looked at her and smiled. “Did you actually care about this?”

This rhetorical question made Sophie pause.

Yeah, why should she care about this?

If they were just friends… then what did it matter to her if Sam dated any girl?

Was it because of some grudge against Angel that she blamed Sam?

But… that comment really irked Sophie.

At that moment, Sam looked at her with a smile.

“Because of the dinner and the date tonight, I’m now safe, at least safer than you. That’s why I don’t want you going to Angel’s house tomorrow. Of course, if you insist, I won’t say more, just be careful. Her occasional kindness is just a setup for her ultimate goal, you should understand that.”

This made Sophie realize something.

She shook her head, walking ahead of Sam, hands in her pockets, embodying a carefree and solitary stride as if she was moving forward on her own, unconcerned with anyone else.

“It’s nothing, I won’t be in trouble.”

That confident, huh?

Sam caught up and walked beside her. “Is there something you’re hiding from me? Is that why you’re so confident?”

Sophie looked at Sam irritably. “Do you think I have more secrets to hide from you?”

It seemed to make sense, after all, even the fact that she had a sister was something Sam knew about… they had even met.

But whether Sophie had any supernatural abilities was what Sam was most curious about.

Did the system’s prompt to enhance the capabilities of female leads include her?

On the night streets, only a few people passed by.

At this hour, seeing anyone was a rare occurrence.

Stopping in their tracks, Sam let out a long sigh.

“When will it snow this winter?”

Sophie looked at him curiously, as if his words jumped randomly without logic.

“I don’t know, probably around New Year’s. Why, do you really want to see snow?”

Sam smiled at Sophie.

“Because I want to have a snowball fight with you, smash a big snowball on your face, or stuff it down your neck.”

Sophie instinctively shrank her neck, as if she could already feel the icy touch, and then spoke irritably.

“Are you being childish, Sam?”

“Ha ha ha, I’ve never been a mature person, you’re just realizing this now?”

“Stop kidding.”

She frowned and muttered softly.

Meanwhile, Sam looked into the distance, his smile gradually fading. “I hope we get to see that heavy snowfall this year; it would be really beautiful.”

Sophie fell silent for a moment and then looked up at the night sky. “Don’t worry about me, just take care of yourself.”

“Eh? Sophie, are you caring about me?”

“Don’t flatter yourself. There’s no one more annoying than you.”

But still.

If this world were without this annoying guy.

If Sophie’s world were without this annoying guy.

Wouldn’t it really become very boring?