The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!?

Nicholas Larson walked into his house with heavy steps, then slumped his body on the long sofa.

He placed his arm over his eyes while sighing heavily. His mind recalled what had happened a moment ago when he asked Lydia out.

"Be my girlfriend."

The truth is, Nick didn't plan on asking her out right there and then. But somehow, his mouth had thought of its own and expressed his heart.

Nick's expression seemed calm and relaxed from the outside, but the truth was Nick's heart was beating fast, and he was nervous about what kind of answer Lydia would give him.

Nick often seduces and flirts around, but he only plays around and never makes a woman his girlfriend. Lydia would be the first, and he couldn't help but be nervous.

"I will only love you, watch over you and protect you." nevertheless, he hid his nervousness very well and spoke fluently. "Would you try it?"

For a moment, Lydia didn't react and opened her eyes wide as if she couldn't believe his words.

The silence between them seemed like forever, and this made Nick even more restless and worried. Would Lydia turn him down?

As if some force was pulling back Lydia's consciousness, the girl raised a hand and pushed Nick's body slightly away from her.

"You must be kidding. Stop playing around."

Nick probed the girl's expression to find out Lydia's reaction. But the girl ignored him and took a few dishes onto her plate before returning to enjoying her food so deliciously.

As expected, Lydia didn't take him seriously.

Plus, Nick knew Lydia was looking for a man who was both rich and handsome. It seemed that the girl also prefers a more mature man than his child-like behavior.

Nick was handsome, and he had no doubt that his charisma would only advance with time. He is still young and can still grow again. As for wealth… the Larsons are rich, but the Larsons are not his real family.

Sooner or later, he had to return to Folkland Island, and he couldn't possibly bring Lydia into his world.

Nick placed his elbow on the table and rested his chin on his knuckle. He was no longer interested in eating and preferred to see the look on Lydia's face, who seemed to be enjoying her food. The girl devoured all these dishes as if they were the most delicious food in the world.

"Eat slowly. No one will steal it from you."

Lydia almost choked from her food at Nick's words. "I just want to go home soon."

"Why rush home? You don't like me that much?"

Lydia took a deep breath then put down the chopstick before turning to look at Nick.

"Nicholas, what exactly are you doing?"

"What?"

"I know you like to play around, and you think all the girls in the world will like you just because you give them your smile. But I'm not like those girls. On the other hand, I hate people who play around and see girls as a plaything. If I didn't know you well, I might have hated you long ago."

"You know me well? What do you know about me?" somehow, Nick became interested in what Lydia had to say about him.

"You're trying to hide something through your cheerful attitude. You always smile and tell the people you care about that you are fine. But in truth, you are suffering from within."

"…"

"I don't know what caused you to suffer, but I understand how you feel." because we are both very similar. Lydia continued silently. "You said you didn't like Kaylee, but when you looked at her, your gaze was filled with confusion, sadness, and grief as if Kaylee was no longer in this world. It was like you're mourning for her."

"I am? I'm not mourning."

"That's the impression I got when I saw you looking at Kaylee. To tell you the truth, the two of us are very similar. I'm the same as you."

Nick smiled faintly at that because he knew Lydia and him were very similar.

"Since we are similar, aren't we a match for each other?" Nick wanted to provoke Lydia's reaction and slowly reassure her that he wasn't kidding when he said he wanted to date her.

Lydia frowned at Nick's confident tone and snorted sarcastically. "Stop playing around. I'm serious."

"I'm serious too."

"Serious of what? There's no way you seriously want me to be your girlfriend."

"Why not?"

Lydia glanced once more at Nick and realized how serious and determined the young man's eyes were. She had never seen such a stern look from the flirtatious boy to make her speechless.

"Why?" Why does Nick want to be his girlfriend?

"I like you. Can't you tell?"

Lydia can't tell if Nick was serious or not. But when she saw his adoring and admiring gaze as if she was the most important girl in Nick's life, Lydia lowered her gaze for fear that her determination would start to waver.

"I can't tell if you play a trick or something."

"Then what should I do?" what should I do to make you believe my words?

"Nick, why does it have to be me? There're a lot of girls out there who will feel happy to be your girlfriend. I'm pretty sure they'll even line up to queue."

"But they're not you."

"..." Lydia gulped in nervousness, trying to calm her pounding heart. She picked up the chopsticks again and took a piece of dumpling, and popped it in her mouth.

She chewed it slowly while thinking of something.

Nick couldn't contain his uneasiness and called out to her, "Lydia,"

"Stop right there! Give me time."

"Until when?"

"..." Lydia didn't answer and continued to finish her food.

In the end, the two finished their dinner in silence, and when Nick offered to take her home, Lydia vehemently refused.

"If you still insist on driving me home, I will reject you now."

Nick couldn't help but give up and let Lydia go home alone. Seeing how Lydia looked at him was so distasteful and trying to avoid him… wouldn't it be the same as rejecting him indirectly?