Chapter 2

I gripped the edge of the blanket, twisting it tighter and tighter.

"I'm not looking for him."

The car suddenly braked sharply and stopped by the roadside.

Silas turned to look at me, the frost in his eyes so cold it made my heart tremble.

"Mia, don't treat me as part of your game with Tristan."

"I'm not..."

He stared at me for a moment, then took out his phone.

"I'll call you a cab. You go back by yourself."

"Silas..."

I bit my lip hard and snatched his phone away.

"Mia."

He looked at me, but there was no anger or disgust in his eyes.

His eyes were just very deep, filled with countless emotions.

I suddenly felt inexplicably sad.

"Silas, I don't want to go back to the dorm. They're all laughing at me."

"I'm also afraid to go home."

"Can you... let me stay at your dorm for one night..."

I hid his phone behind my back, my voice getting smaller and smaller.

"Of course, if you really hate me so much and don't want to see me... then forget it."

As soon as I finished speaking, tears also fell from my eyes at the right moment.

One by one, quietly and soundlessly.

Silas didn't say another word to me.

But he started the car again.

The car drove towards the direction of the school and finally stopped at the foot of his dormitory building.

I followed Silas into the dorm.

He went to the closet and took out a clean hoodie and handed it to me, "The bathroom is over there."

He's tall, so the hoodie was very big on me.

It reached almost to my knees, like a dress.

After showering, I just put on the hoodie and came out bare-legged.

Silas glanced at me and then averted his gaze.

I walked past Tristan's bed and sat down on Silas's bed.

My wet long hair dripped water, quickly soaking the sheets.

The shampoo and shower gel on my body were all Silas's scent.

In the small space, the same scent permeated, creating an indescribable intimacy that was quietly growing.

Silas took out a pack of cigarettes, coughed lightly, "I'm going to smoke a cigarette."

He went to the balcony.

I curiously looked around Silas's bed.

Light gray sheets and blankets, clean and tidy.

There was a computer and books on the desk, also neat.

I was about to look at the decorations on his desk when my phone suddenly rang.

Tristan's name was flashing on the screen.

I didn't answer.

He called again very quickly, seemingly with no intention of stopping.

I simply put the phone on silent and put it back in my bag.

"Silas."

I called out towards the balcony.

He quickly turned around, put out his cigarette and walked over, "What's wrong?"

I sat on the bed, having to look up to see him.

Silas made eye contact with me for two seconds, then looked away.

But I noticed that the back of his ears seemed to be a bit red.

"I got your sheets wet. How are you going to sleep tonight?"

He glanced at me, then at the wet patches on the sheets.

His Adam's apple bobbed violently before he turned to get a clean sheet from the closet.

"You go dry your hair first. I'll change the sheets before you sleep."

After saying that, he went to get clean sheets from the closet.

I clutched the towel, thinking of how his whole ear had turned red earlier, and couldn't help but smile.

When I came out after drying my hair, Silas had already changed to new sheets.

"You go to sleep."

"What about you?"

He pulled out a chair, not even turning his head, "I'll play some games."

"Oh."

I sat down on his bed somewhat dejectedly.

Silas put on his headphones and was about to put them on when his phone suddenly rang.

He looked at the screen, then turned to look at me before answering.

"Tristan, what's up?"

My heart suddenly tightened, and I instinctively held my breath.

"Mm, I'm in the dorm."

"You say someone saw Mia come to our dorm building?"

Silas turned to look at me again, "I..."

In a moment of panic, I didn't wait for him to finish speaking.

I got up and walked over, straddling his legs and hooking my arms around his neck.

When Silas was about to push me away, I pressed against his ear and said, "Silas, tell him I'm not here."

Under my fingers hooked around his neck, Silas's skin instantly burned hot.

I saw the blue veins on the side of his neck tense and slightly bulge.

His Adam's apple moved up and down violently, his heart beating very fast.

I looked up at him, and he looked down at me.

In the depths of his eyes, desire gradually spread.

"No, I've been in the dorm the whole time."

"She didn't come. Yeah, you should ask someone else."

Silas hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking.

He tossed the phone aside and gripped my waist with his long fingers through the hoodie.

Holding me tight, pressing me into his embrace.

I clearly felt the burning volcano.

My ears buzzed, and my first thought was to escape.

But Silas held me even tighter, "Mia."

His voice was a bit hoarse.

His hot breath fell on my ear and neck.

I shrank my neck, wanting to dodge, but his kiss fell directly on my lips.

"Don't tempt me... I don't want to touch you in a place like this."

"Silas..."

I twisted my body, wanting to adjust my sitting position.

The volcano seemed about to erupt, frighteningly fierce.

In the gap between breaths, I finally found a chance to speak.

"If you don't want to touch me, why are you kissing me?"

Silas lowered his head slightly, his forehead pressed against mine.

In the tangle of breaths, he closed his eyes, seemingly trying hard to calm down.

"Also, do you know how to kiss... my lips are all swollen."

"Mia."

Silas didn't open his eyes.

But his hands holding my waist slightly loosened their grip.

His fingers were very long and strong.

Gripping my waist through the hoodie, making me both in pain and torment.

"Silas..."

I couldn't help but frown, wanting to push his hands away.

But Silas grabbed my fingers.

"Mia, don't move."

"I'll be gentler this time."