Suddenly being held by the shoulder caught Sophie off guard.
Was she cold? No, she wasn't, but no one would refuse warmth in winter.
Being nestled secretly in this boy's embrace made Sophie's emotions surge wildly.
Though she seed calm in his arms, in his warm and broad embrace.
In reality, her heart was beating faster than ever before, faster than any mont in her life.
The taxi was very quiet, so quiet that it seed there was nothing but the sound of their heartbeats and breathing.
Sam also felt a bit awkward at this mont.
He held the girl's shoulder.
Though she only stiffened for a mont and didn't resist, what should Sam say next? It seed like anything he said would be awkward, so he decided to say nothing.
In this awkward mont.
The experienced taxi driver glanced at the rearview mirror, then reached out.
"🎵🎵"
A soothing lody filled the car.
The power of music seed to work its magic at this mont.
The effect was imdiate.
Sophie, leaning against Sam, noticeably relaxed.
Sam couldn't help but look down.
Sophie didn't dare look up, but she seed to know Sam was watching her. Her gaze was fixed on her toes.
Their feet weren't touching, but interestingly, they were pointed in the sa direction.
At this mont, feeling inexplicably nervous, even more so than when he first embraced his womanizer persona, Sam finally spoke softly.
"How did you feel tonight?"
Sam asked a question unrelated to his actions.
Sophie was taken aback, answering softly.
"Um... I felt okay."
"I saw you smiling a lot tonight."
"Did I?"
Sophie couldn't rember, but she did feel happy tonight, whether due to the alcohol or the infectious atmosphere.
So things couldn't be denied. This was the happiest she had been since joining the club, even more so than the convention event.
Sam smiled, his arm unconsciously tightening.
Sophie leaned closer to Sam's neck, slling his familiar scent, stronger than ever.
It was like the rich scent of a warm, clean sumr day, on a hillside with blooming flowers.
A girl standing on a hill, gazing at the drifting clouds.
It was comforting and srizing.
In this daze, she heard Sam's low voice.
"Of course you did. I rember every ti you smiled."
"What are you talking about..."
Sophie couldn't handle such direct and ambiguous words. No one had ever spoken to her like this before.
Sam smiled, lowering his head, getting closer to her avoiding eyes.
"Because you rarely smile. Don't you know that when soone like you smiles, it's unforgettable?"
"I don't know about that..."
"Well, now you do."
"I don't want to know..."
Sophie's voice grew softer but cuter.
"It's okay. You need to know this. I want to see you smile more often."
Sam sincerely said.
No one wouldn't want to see this girl smile, and no one wouldn't wish for her happiness.
Hearing this, Sophie couldn't help but look up, bravely eting Sam's gaze for the first ti since he held her.
She had imagined what his eyes might look like.
Playful? Or the usual carefree look?
But she didn't expect this.
Unprecedented seriousness and gentleness.
It was like clear water gently flowing into her heart.
She rarely thought a boy's eyes could be so beautiful.
Deep like a blue ocean, or like the night sky filled with countless stars.
A slight shimr, reflecting her face clearly.
She resisted the urge to touch his eyebrows, but couldn't help frowning slightly, whispering.
"You're so annoying..."
When a girl says you're annoying, it's not always true.
You have to see her eyes when she says it.
Or whether she avoids your gaze or leaves your embrace.
Sophie did neither.
She just looked at him, saying those words.
Honestly, at that mont.
Sam felt an urge to lower his head and kiss her lips.
It wasn't a sudden impulse but sothing that had been brewing.
No one could resist the urge to get closer at such a close distance.
People are greedy creatures.
If not, there wouldn't be so many stories in this world, romantic or bittersweet.
Sophie seed to realize sothing, as if the prophecy was about to co true.
He didn't speak, didn't refute her seemingly disdainful words.
He just looked at her, then leaned closer, lowering his head.
It was a silent signal.
Sotis, eye contact is the best language.
So what should Sophie do? Facing unprecedented tension and the feeling that sothing significant was about to happen.
Should she avoid it?
If she didn't, she would rember this mont forever.
She had never been so sure of anything, not even her future, which she had always believed in with confusion and persistence.
But she knew clearly that if this boy's kiss landed.
Landed on her soft lips.
She would rember this mont's scent, taste, touch, and how warm and reliable his embrace was.
But—
"Screech."
The taxi suddenly stopped.
The driver looked ahead, not turning back, giving the young couple the utmost respect.
"We're here."
Suddenly, Sam's urge to kiss couldn't hold on, though he could force it.
But it wasn't the best atmosphere anymore.
Sophie showed a hint of relief, as if sothing she was afraid of didn't happen.
But there was also a fleeting sense of loss.
Sam withdrew his hand, silently paid, and got out with Sophie.
Watching the taxi's taillights fade away, they looked at the nearby apartnt entrance.
Sophie's apartnt.
Now Sophie hated the short distance.
It seed to represent the length of their story tonight.
Right in front of them, possibly ending in the next mont.
But Sam said, "I'll walk you up."
Sophie turned in surprise.
"But Angel..."
Sam smiled.
"It's fine. It won't take long."
"Oh..."
The girl nodded lightly, accepting his words.
Walking slowly to the entrance, even if they walked slowly, they would reach the end. It felt like so emotions needed to be released.
So she thought of a topic, not great but fitting.
"Why did you give that gift?"
Sam smiled.
"I told you, you're not well, so I hope it keeps you healthy."
Actually, it would keep her perfectly healthy, as long as the system didn't deceive Sam.
Sophie lowered her head slightly.
"Really?"
"Of course, why would I lie?"
They reached the elevator, and as the doors opened, Sam showed no intention of leaving, even entering with Sophie.
As the doors closed.
Sam couldn't help but ask.
"Why did you give ... the key?"
Sophie's face turned red, looking away.
"No reason... just wanted to. If you don't want it, give it back."
"Why wouldn't I want it?"
Sam smiled, looking down.
Sophie huffed softly.
Sam pretended to ponder.
"Aren't you afraid I'll steal sothing?"
"What do I have worth stealing?"
"You."
Sophie looked up in shock, seeing Sam's playful smile.
She blushed furiously.
As the elevator doors opened, she quickly walked out.
"I don't want to talk to you!"
She almost ran to her door.
Nervously pulling out her key to unlock the door.
Hearing his footsteps behind her, but he said nothing.
Just as she pulled out her key, her arm was grabbed.
Then she was turned around by an irresistible force.
She leaned against the door, looking up.
Sam looked at Sophie, under the hallway light.
He gazed at her.
As if through the long passage of ti, from a distant galaxy through a ti rift.
His Adam's apple moved clearly.
"Sophie... I can't hold back anymore."
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