The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 332

Chapter 332: Sam, do you want to walk into my heart, or do you want to break into it?
With shallow breaths, white mist spewed from his mouth.

Sam looked at the other person, finding their words somewhat amusing. It was like both knew certain things yet still spoke words that would make the other disbelieve.

Sam chuckled. He didn’t think it was good to dwell on this matter any longer. Especially such easily derailed topics weren’t his purpose for coming here.

“Aren’t you going home yet, senior? My task is to see you home.”

Isabella looked at Sam curiously, blinking her lively yet sometimes melancholic eyes. “Do you really want me to go home?”

Sam gave a wry smile. “Come on, senior, stop teasing me. It’s late, and you’ve had quite a bit to drink. Besides going home, doing anything else wouldn’t be safe.”

Isabella pondered for a moment. “But rushing home after drinking feels like being a deserted puppy, doesn’t it feel pitiful?”

“How could it be… Aren’t I here with you?”

“That makes two of us then!”

“Senior, I don’t have such fetishes.”

“Hehe, just kidding~ How about we take a walk? Maybe I’ll feel less down by the time I sober up a bit, and going home won’t feel so bad.”

“Sure, no problem.”

Sam had no strict plans for when to return tonight, and he didn’t expect anything special to happen with this girl over the course of the evening. Even if they had drunk a bit, impulses weren’t so easily acted upon between two relatively rational people. Besides, it was just a walk.

Sam and she walked down the street, the streetlights casting long shadows of them both. The cold wind seemed to blow away the last traces of alcohol, and Sam, who rarely felt drunk, became even more sober, simply watching the girl beside him.

“Senior, aren’t you cold?”

Isabella shook her head with a smile. “I’m fine, mainly because you don’t have an extra jacket to offer me.”

“Eh? I didn’t say I would give you my jacket, did I?”

Isabella laughed. “Shouldn’t such gentlemanly behavior be expected?”

Sam laughed, “I’m not a gentleman, just a not-so-thoughtful high school student.”

But Isabella laughed. “That’s not true. Sam, you are the most meticulous, considerate, and gentle guy I’ve met.”

Sam thought for a moment: “That seems a bit much, doesn’t it? But this isn’t an anime.”

“That’s true. There’s a park ahead, want to check it out?”

“Huh? Is this near your home?”

“You remember?”

Isabella seemed surprised. This part of the city district, Kuhang, was relatively safe and bustling, suitable for lively young people, though not cheap. And since Isabella always went back on her own after their farewells, which were always nearby, it wasn’t too hard to figure out.

Sam nodded. “I have some impression.”

“Indeed, but I don’t want to go home just yet, so I thought I’d walk in the park. If you don’t want to, you can go back first, it’s okay.”

It was a clever retreat as an advance. Sam saw through her tactic immediately, especially as the beautiful girl looked at him with her sparkling eyes.

Any normal guy, seeing such a look and hearing such words, would hardly decide to leave… that would mean he had no interest in girls, especially not one who made it hard to fantasize about, but you definitely wouldn’t refuse to get a bit closer, even just a little.

“We’ve come this far; a little longer won’t hurt.”

Isabella looked mockingly upset at Sam. “Sam, don’t you know that pretending to be reluctant can make a girl unhappy?”

Sam blinked, “I know, I did it on purpose.”

“Eh? Why?”

As they walked towards the park, Sam explained. “Isn’t it trendy now to interact with the opposite sex this way? Don’t be too nice, or your boundaries will be endlessly lowered in front of that person, making it hard for you to stand your ground.”

The park’s trees were lush, the bushes and tall trees acting like natural barriers, not only blocking the surrounding light pollution but also muffling the noise from the roads.

Isabella laughed, “So Sam cares about these issues?”

“Why wouldn’t I? Interacting with people is an art.”

“That seems a bit too calculated, doesn’t it? What if the girl talking to you hasn’t thought that much?”

“But people take things for granted; it’s instinctual, like salaries. As a boss, if you raise an employee’s salary by thousands, they might not feel much, but cut it by a few hundred, and they might resent you for a long time. Same principle.”

“It seems you have a rather pessimistic view of human nature.”

Isabella sighed. She stopped by a bench and gracefully sat down. Sam thought for a moment and sat next to her, keeping some distance.

“After all, I don’t have your ability to read minds, otherwise, I wouldn’t need to consider these things. Most people think about them more or less, right?”

“Can you sit a bit closer? It’s a bit cold.”

She looked at Sam, who hesitated but moved a bit closer. Their body heat approached, and Isabella was more direct and bold than Sam expected. She leaned gently towards him, almost resting her entire body against his arm, the sudden contact making Sam hesitate.

“Senior?”

In relationships between men and women, without physical contact, there’s no quickening of the heartbeat, just words exchanged, how can you convey that soul-stirring tremor?

He didn’t know, maybe it was possible, like in online relationships or long-distance ones. But often, this was more likely.

So he was wary, or rather, uneasy.

Isabella continued this gesture, seemingly treating this young man as her only support. In this bleak winter night, although the world wasn’t covered in ice and snow, it didn’t seem particularly warm either, except for this young man’s arm, which felt especially reliable.

“Why do you think I have this ability, Sam?”

Isabella suddenly brought up this topic. Sam thought for a moment, shook his head, and didn’t change his position, letting her warmth lean on his arm, letting her hair scent enter his nostrils.

“I don’t know… It couldn’t have been a Christmas wish, could it?”

He suddenly remembered Alice.

Isabella chuckled. “It wouldn’t be that, but Sam, what kind of person do you think I am?”

“It’s hard to describe, hard to judge. Because the senior I remember seems to be any kind of person, can do anything, and get along with anyone different. So it feels like you’re very multifaceted.”

“Are you saying I’m a complex person, with heavy scheming?”

Isabella seemed somewhat dissatisfied.

Sam laughed, “Maybe saying you’re scheming doesn’t sound like a compliment, but it’s about how to make people feel comfortable with that scheming. Senior, you’ve achieved that. I think you’re smart, knowing what attitude to use with whom, what to do. That can’t be said to be a negative comment, it should be a compliment.”

Despite having such a powerful aid as mind-reading, it must be said, her reactions were sufficient, and the disguise had lasted until now.

Isabella sighed. “Then you definitely wouldn’t think of what kind of person I was from childhood to high school.”

“…What kind of person?”

“One who couldn’t read the atmosphere, didn’t understand others’ sarcastic taunts, and wasn’t well-liked.”

“How could that be…?”

Sam couldn’t believe Isabella was ever like that, even just her appearance, without mind-reading, it’s hard to completely not fit into one’s surroundings.

But Isabella laughed and said, “My parents are lawyers, once had some fame back home. But they fought a not-so-glorious case. Overall, they let a person with a dark background, involved in fraud and threats, escape legal punishment. So since childhood, the kids nearby, classmates at school would call me the liar’s daughter, the bad person’s daughter.”

Sam was stunned. “This kind of thing… I really don’t know how to comment.”

Isabella shook her head with a smile. “It’s okay. You know, sometimes as a lawyer, even for your own reputation, for your position in the industry, once you’ve taken on a client, you’re responsible for them. As long as it doesn’t involve falsifying evidence, you can say you’re guilt-free. But at that time… it really wasn’t possible to convict.”

“But just because of such a thing, it shouldn’t have affected you for so long…”

“Well, so the biggest problem was actually with me. I didn’t know how to interact with people, my parents were busy, and I was cared for by nannies, just ordinary care, the kind where they get paid, do their job, and clock out. The classmates willing to interact with me were few, and I tried to fit into their groups, but…”

“They would throw out a question casually, and I didn’t know how to respond. Sometimes they were making jokes, and I didn’t realize they were mocking me, and I’d foolishly laugh along, not knowing that in their eyes, I was just a clown.”

Sam found it hard to express. “Didn’t the teachers… tell you anything?”

“Nope.”

“How could that be?”

“Probably because our teacher was also one of the victims of the fraud. I remember she even specifically asked me to speak well of her to my parents, something about… should stand for justice, not support evil for profit… but I didn’t understand at all.”

She even looked up at Sam as she said this.

Sam saw her heartbreak through her playful gaze.

Sam sighed. “It’s not your fault, it’s normal not to understand these things at your age…”

“But as I got older, I realized more and more that I didn’t have any true friends, I couldn’t really fit into any group, and even… any effort I made to fit in would fail. Many people said it was the punishment of my overly smart parents, destined to produce a heartless child.”

“That’s too harsh to say you’re heartless.”

“But that’s how I was then… So it was after entering high school, I left my hometown to come to Kuhang, wanting to start over. It was then that I desperately hoped and wished I could be smarter, understand the atmosphere better, understand what others were thinking, maybe then I could live normally.”

“So it was because of this… you gained superpowers?”

Sam looked down at her beautiful profile, unable to understand.

She nodded. “Pretty much. It was one day, I forget which day exactly, I was standing in front of others, and suddenly I heard the unspoken words of a classmate. She said: Eh… this girl is so pretty, she must be hard to get along with, right? If we have to get along with such a girl this term, it’ll be stressful… I don’t like pretty girls of the same sex. And then, at that moment, I began to understand how to interact with people.”

Sam thought for a moment. “Do you think it’s this ability that saved your life, not because of your own growth and change?”

Isabella shook her head: “It should still be because of this ability, otherwise the detours would have been disheartening.”

“But… why don’t I see many friends around you now, and your biggest reputation in school is actually on social media platforms… it shouldn’t be like this, right?”

Sam was skeptical about the things happening to Isabella, it didn’t seem as perfect as she described.

Isabella smiled at Sam. “Want to know more now?”

“…Isn’t it just the right topic?” Sam was somewhat embarrassed by her gaze, so close, so familiarly ambiguous, this unshielded transmission.

It was hard to resist those watery eyes.

Isabella moved even closer to Sam.

The distance between them seemed to be closing infinitely.

“Don’t you know, Sam… knowing too much about a person is like walking into their heart… Sam, do you want to walk into my heart, or do you want to break into it?”