Chapter 163: Young People
“Molly…Waaaaah…”
Angel rushed forward and hugged Molly, tears streaming down her face.
After being so close to being sold, Angel was on the verge of collapse, and now, rescued, her emotions overflowed.
Molly, held tightly by Angel, felt like a small, plush toy.
“This is not where you belong, weak human.”
“I know…” Angel hesitated, then confessed, “But Lena doesn’t want me anymore…”
“What?!”
Molly’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Lena had personally invited her to the lake, clearly showing her affection for Angel, it wasn’t just a fling.
“I don’t understand human emotions. Am I also part of your… play?”
Thinking of the complexities of human relationships, Molly shuddered.
Had she inadvertently interfered? Would Lena hold a grudge…?
“Lena, she… might not like me that much…”
“Did she say so herself?”
“No…”
“Then why worry? Perhaps she’s just not ready yet,” Molly rolled her eyes.
Angel’s voice was filled with self-pity. “Does that kind of thing require preparation…? I don’t know…”
“Your concert requires rehearsal, so does love.”
Molly took Angel out of the alley, her five-meter wingspan creating a gust of wind as she took flight.
They landed smoothly in a park, finding a bench to sit on, facing each other.
Angel released Molly’s sleeve, her delicate face pale. “You mean, Lena doesn’t dislike me, she’s just not ready?”
“I didn’t say that, don’t misunderstand.”
Molly truly felt human love was too complicated; she wasn’t qualified to be a relationship counselor.
“Ugh…” Angel’s eyes teared up again, her heart aching.
“Troublesome, so troublesome!”
Molly felt a surge of anxiety seeing Angel cry.
“If you’re going to cry, why not go to Lena and act spoiled?”
Don’t torment her!
What did a little vampire know about love? She was still single.
“Then what should I do…?” Angel sobbed. “I gave Lena the cold shoulder, and even told her to go to hell, she must hate me now.”
Yes, that’s why you’re here tormenting me.
Molly kicked a pebble, sending it flying.
“The strong are always surrounded by admirers. If Lena favors you, you must have something special. Seize the opportunity and become indispensable to her, then you won’t have to worry about her being stolen away.”
She was advising Angel to be pragmatic. In this world, true, unwavering love was rare.
And Lena was a restless soul, so accepting her nature and becoming a member of her harem was the most sensible option.
“Mm…”
Angel nodded.
She understood the logic, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it…
“Think about what Lena likes about you, and cater to her preferences.”
Molly looked at the moon, sighing. “But before that, I suspect Lena is also worried about you. Try playing hard to get, ignore her completely, and when she can’t take it anymore and comes to you, you can set your terms, demand anything, even… Lena, with her pride, will surely go all out, love you to death.”
In the game of love, conquering the heart was paramount.
Molly was familiar with the scheming and competitive nature of her fellow bloodkin, their constant pursuit of superiority and uniqueness.
What she had just described was a common tactic.
“But I must warn you, don’t overdo it.”
Feigning indifference while secretly yearning for someone, playing hard to get was a common strategy in relationships, used to maintain novelty or test the other person’s feelings.
“So I should continue ignoring Lena and acting like nothing happened?” Angel asked.
Molly hummed. “Find the right balance, the balance in your heart.”
Angel’s eyes lit up, understanding dawning. “Thank you, Molly.”
“You’re welcome. I came to the city looking for Lena, but I found you instead, she should be thanking me…” Molly chuckled.
Having inadvertently saved Angel’s life, Molly would use this to her advantage.
Absolutely.
“Oh, by the way, why were you looking for Lena?”
“Just a small, insignificant matter.”
Molly wouldn’t admit she had snuck into the city because she was starving, hunting for a “blood bag.”
Although the taste couldn’t compare to Lena’s blood, it was enough to satisfy her hunger.
Seeing that Molly didn’t want to explain, Angel changed the subject. “Those men…”
“I drained them dry, they’re dead,” Molly said coldly, her crimson eyes shifting. “Are you going to plead for them?”
“No, no, they deserved it, I was just asking.”
Angel shook her head, she had no sympathy for criminals.
Besides, she didn’t have the power to save everyone, she was just an ordinary person.
“I wish I were as strong as Molly.”
“So you also desire strength, I thought you only cared about singing and dancing.”
“Do you have a solution, Molly? A shortcut to becoming stronger?”
Molly grinned, her fangs glinting, sharp enough to pierce a throat.
Angel suddenly felt a chill, as if her life force was being drained.
“I also want to be able to protect myself, not always relying on others.”
“A noble aspiration, but before that, you’re just a young girl, true strength isn’t achieved overnight. Not crying in the face of adversity is also a form of strength.”
Molly, born a pure-blooded vampire, had lived for centuries, and she had also cried from weakness in her youth. But her tears had been in vain; she had to rely on herself.
She wanted to tell Angel—
Even if you weren’t born strong, you could still live a fulfilling life by striving to your fullest potential.
“Don’t rush, build a solid foundation while you’re young, a human’s potential is far greater than a bloodkin’s, I can’t deny that.”
Angel grabbed Molly’s hand, her eyes shining. “I’ll do it.”
“Then do it first.”
Molly closed her mouth, retracting her fangs.
There was indeed a shortcut, but she didn’t mention it.
Angel probably knew about it too, that’s why she had asked.
Young people, so young.
Hmph, youth was truly wonderful…
