Time rewinds to half an hour ago.
Two beautiful girls appeared in Felyn's bedroom.
Daiyi looked at Viloti's completely disbelieving expression and couldn't help but laugh.
"It seems I'm still too old to be Felyn's mother. I'm his sister."
Pink hair, amber-colored pupils.
She looked aloof and cool but with a very cute appearance.
Daiyi knew this was the beautiful girl who had recently terminated her contract with Felyn.
"Sister?"
Viloti still didn't believe it.
Everyone in the Silafiel family knew that the Sorester family had been destroyed overnight three years ago.
Except for Felyn, who somehow managed to survive, everyone else either died that night or fled.
Oh right, Felyn also had a distant cousin who had been in a coma the whole time.
"That's right," Daiyi gently patted the spot beside her, gesturing for Viloti to sit down. "I was abroad that night, so I wasn't affected. But as you can see, my life hasn't been easy either. I'm currently staying temporarily at Felyn's place."
Viloti indeed saw the bedding laid out on the floor. It seemed Daiyi really wasn't lying.
Although it was a bit strange for siblings to sleep in the same room, maybe they hadn't seen each other for so long that they wanted to chat all night?
"Is this Felyn's room?"
Viloti looked at the room's decor, which was very much in Felyn's style.
The room had no flashy display items, only handcrafts Felyn had made himself and posters stuck on the walls.
Did Felyn ask me to come to his bedroom?
Or did he want me to meet his sister?
"Did Felyn make you sad just now?"
Daiyi saw Viloti looking around like a startled little animal and reached out with a tissue to wipe away the tear stains on her face.
The smooth, tender skin surprised even Daiyi.
"No, it's my fault."
Viloti's eyes, which had brightened with curiosity, dimmed again.
"I went too far. I shouldn't have been clinging to Felyn."
"Can you tell me about what happened between you and Felyn?" Daiyi added, "I often hear Felyn mention you."
"He mentions me?" Viloti looked up at Daiyi.
Daiyi wasn't lying—Felyn had indeed mentioned Viloti in front of her.
However, all of that information had been obtained through her own subtle manipulations.
For example, Daiyi would ask which client he had contact with today—was it the cute pink-haired girl, or the rose tea haired student council president?
She could find the answer from the subtle changes in Felyn's eyes.
And she would often ask more provocative questions, like whether any clients had touched his body today, or whether he had developed feelings for any clients.
For Daiyi, these were among the few pleasures; for Felyn, they were nightmares.
Because Daiyi's guesses were always accurate.
"Yes, but recently he hasn't mentioned you much. Did you two have a fight? Or is there some conflict?"
Viloti stared blankly at her toes.
Sure enough, Felyn no longer loves me.
Suddenly, the sound of fine rain came from outside the window.
It was raining.
Raindrops gently tapped against the glass, as if telling of the troubles in Viloti's heart.
Daiyi stood up and gently drew the curtains.
The warm yellow light from the desk lamp enveloped the room, making this small space feel even more warm and intimate.
Distant thunder could be heard, making the interior seem even quieter.
The rain gradually grew heavier, as if trying to wash away all the grievances in Viloti's heart.
"I..."
Viloti's voice was very small, so Daiyi moved closer to her.
"I think... I've done many things wrong."
She kept her head down, her pink long hair covering her face, but Daiyi could still see crystal tears falling.
"I always selfishly intruded into Felyn's life, thinking that as long as I tried hard enough, he wouldn't leave me..."
Viloti's fingers were tightly intertwined.
"But I never thought about whether doing this would cause him trouble."
The rain grew heavier.
"Today I willfully ran to his house without notice, never thinking it would cause him problems... He was very angry and will never see me again."
Daiyi patted Viloti's shoulder and looked into her eyes.
Oh Felyn, I knew your client was a beautiful girl, but I didn't expect her to be this beautiful.
"Actually, Felyn doesn't really hate you."
Daiyi spoke up, holding Viloti's hand to comfort her.
"I think I understand him fairly well. If he didn't like you or hated you, he wouldn't have had any contact with you from the beginning."
"Then why did he say those things today?"
"He's afraid of getting too involved."
Daiyi answered without thinking, the words coming out spontaneously.
This was Daiyi's observation of Felyn.
Because of his work, he had to treat every client with sincerity.
But at the same time, he was also very afraid of truly getting caught up in it.
Daiyi always enjoyed seeing Felyn show genuine expressions, which is why she often teased him.
It wasn't easy to make Felyn show real reactions—that guy was similar to herself in some ways.
He used money to isolate himself from the outside world, not accepting anyone's feelings.
He was as lonely as she was.
Daiyi listened to the rain and fell into silence along with Viloti.
Why was she helping Viloti pursue Felyn?
On one hand, it was because after the contract ended, she would soon be leaving Felyn.
On the other hand, perhaps she also wanted to help herself—seeing someone with the same predicament as herself become happy might affect her as well.
"Felyn's current work is somewhat... special, so he's afraid of getting involved in a romantic relationship.
His serious rejection of you now actually shows that deep down, he has good feelings for you, doesn't it? He's afraid of falling into your gentleness and persistence and never being able to get out."
"Really?"
Viloti looked up, the tear stains on her face still undried.
"Of course it's true."
Daiyi understood Felyn's inner thoughts.
The young lady in front of her only had good feelings for Felyn based on mistaken facts, and Felyn was unwilling to deceive Viloti like this.
"Do you like Felyn?"
Viloti nodded, her lips showing persistence and stubbornness.
"Since you like him, then from now on, seriously get to know him. The version of him you saw before wasn't complete and wasn't his real self."
Viloti looked up with some confusion: "What is his real self like?"
Daiyi fell silent—she didn't know either.
She motioned for Viloti to help her tidy up the bedding spread on the floor. Doing something would keep this young lady from thinking about other things.
The two worked together to clean up the bedroom, rolling up the mattress and putting it away.
Daiyi clapped her hands, her gaze falling on the door.
She herself hadn't been able to understand the real him yet. Among his clients, she wondered who would be the first to achieve this.
"Men are all stubborn creatures. They always love to show off and compete to hide their inner problems. So don't mind what they say—do what you think is right. If Felyn really hated you, he would be very cold and distant toward you. Everything you do would get no response from him at all, which is definitely not like the current situation."
Viloti nodded thoughtfully.
Do what I think is right.
"Moreover, actually, you can forget everything Felyn did for you before." After thinking for a moment, Daiyi decided to say it.
"Why?"
Because your feelings for Felyn were wrong from the beginning, Daiyi thought to herself.
She could probably guess what the contract between Viloti's father and Felyn entailed.
If Viloti only blindly reminisced about the past, this relationship was destined to have no results.
After all, from the first day she met Felyn, everything had been false.
But Daiyi couldn't say these words directly to Viloti.
"Because that wasn't his true self. He rejects you also because of this point—he thinks you like the false version of him. If you understand his real self and still like him very much, then he won't reject you like he does now."
Viloti firmly remembered these words.
"Is there another young lady downstairs?"
"Mm."
"It seems our Felyn is really popular."
When Viloti heard Daiyi say "our Felyn," she buried her head deeply.
Will there be a day when I can stay by Felyn's side?
The bedroom's tranquility was broken by the sound of footsteps.
"Felyn, which one is the storage room?"
Adelina stood on the second floor calling out, but she didn't hear Felyn's response.
She turned around and found that every door was closed.
A bedroom with a nameplate caught her attention.
This definitely wasn't a storage room—it felt like Felyn's bedroom.
Should she go in or not?
Adelina only thought for five seconds.
If Felyn blamed her, she'd just say she went to the wrong room. He loves me so much, he definitely wouldn't blame me.
Adelina couldn't suppress her curious heart. She came to the door and pressed the handle.
"This is..."
(End of Chapter)