Chapitre 29: You Still Haven't

When Davi was walking down the stairs, her eyes instantly fell onto the rose that was in a plain black vase on top of the table. The sight was so beautiful. The contrast of the single red rose in the middle of a large dull and black gray lounge was outrageously catchy. Looking at it, Davi smiled pleasantly, feeling extremely wowed.

She walked towards the table and stared at the rose while the masked man just sat quietly, watching her across the table.

"It's pretty," she said and Sei acknowledged her with a nod.

"I'm glad you like it. I was actually a bit nervous just now, afraid that you might have thrown it away. Haha." Davi's voice was accompanied with a soft chuckle. Part of her words was obviously a joke, but Sei's response made her partly speechless.

"I would never do that!," he said, his voice, serious and firm.

Davi didn't know what to say. Did this person not know how to deal with jokes as well?

She could only clear her throat then smile at him while thinking deeply about what she should say next.

"Uhm… thanks. But is this okay with you? I mean, putting a flower here."

"Is there a problem with putting it there?"

"Huh? Uhm… no, nothing… but I thought you don't like colorful things… that's why..." Davi almost couldn't answer him properly and she spoke hesitantly.

When her statement was followed by a long silence, Davi could only look at him and wait for his response, anxiously.

He finally opened his mouth. "As long as you like them, it's fine with me."

Davi blinked three times. She was shocked. She wasn't prepared to hear those kind of words suddenly coming from this man, of all people. It was the first time she heard words like these coming from his mouth. What's going on? Was he aware that his statement was somewhat flirty? When did this person who was uninterested in human beings learn to spew such cheesy pick up lines?

"Anyway, your personal study room is done," he continued as he stood up. Davi hadn't even recovered from the shock yet what...? M-my personal study room?

Davi's eyes widened as she slowly followed him towards the room right next door to his restricted place.

The moment he opened the door, a spacious room with lots of books appeared in front of her. The room looked comfortable and it seemed like everything she needed was already there. There was a computer and even the shelves were already arranged in a really convenient style. Davi was stunned. She looked at Sei with a really bewildered face.

"When did you…" she uttered.

"A few hours ago."

"Eh?" She couldn't believe it but she soon realized that this wouldn't really be that hard for someone like him to do at all. Davi was so touched she almost wanted to cry. "Thank you," she uttered sincerely.

Hearing a word of thanks from her, Sei looked at her. "You still haven't asked me for anything at all. You haven't even used that card I gave you."

Hearing these words, Davi was silenced. For some reason, the way he said those words made it seem like he was sad and she didn't know how to respond. She wanted to tell him that she didn't need anything; that her brother's safety was the only thing she needed and that was all she was praying for. She wanted to say that him being so good to her was enough.

But she didn't speak and seeing her unusual silence, Sei just put his hand on her head.

"If you need or want anything, just tell me."

Sei's tone was serious, but to Davi, it almost felt like he was a lost Santa Claus, suddenly asking her to spell out her wish list.

…

That night, Davi spent her time inside her study room. She only came out for dinner and returned right away.

Sei also locked himself inside his cold dark room making the house seem like no one was around.

Hours went by until Sei finally closed his laptop. The clock hand moved and it was now exactly midnight.

Sei went to their bedroom but to his surprise, the bed was empty. Dark lines appeared on his forehead, then he turned and walked towards Davi's study room.

The moment he reached the door, he pushed it open, gently and silently. After a short while, his footsteps drew closer and stopped when he stood beside the table.

He took a deep breath as he watched the sleeping girl. Her face was sticking to papers and books on top of her table. After watching her for a while, he moved closer, picked her up in his arms as gently as possible and slowly carried her out of the room, like a princess