I Met the Male Lead in Prison
chapter-53

Chapter 53 – You…Why are you doing this to me? (4)

Translator: SKAIS Editor: SKAIS

As of the moment, I looked at my watch. To speak of, this watch was an item I brought to this room and one of the few ‘Iana’ items.

I wonder why a lady from a noble family, like her, used such an old thing, but it’s quite helpful because I could track the time.

There was something inscribed on the back of it, but the words were so hard to recognize because it was scratched with a knife. But I guess she treasures this because this must also be given to her by the man she called ‘brother’.

The reason I brought the watch here was because I had set a time on when I will get out of his cell. As far as I know, the timing of the shifting of guards was constant. This was applicable even with the newly assigned guards. And that would be around 4:00 a.m. at dawn, just before sunrise. So, in other words, it was time for me to get out of Ricdorian’s cell quietly.

And at this moment, I still have lots of time to spare here inside this young man’s cell.

I put my watch back in my pocket and looked at Ricdorian.

“But, of course, I have to go before dawn.”

Come to think of it, I’ve been looking after him a lot, and therefore, I haven’t had the time to relax and enjoy my own leisure time at ease and in peace.

So far, I avoided attracting any guards’ attention, so I had little time to spare for him.

“I still have some time left. Aren’t you excited?

“Yes. What?”

“You’re happy I’m not going, or is it just me who thinks like that.”

I said it in a playful tone and glanced at him, but somehow, Ricdorian, who was staring at me, rolled his eyes. Those glassy eyes rolled down like a surfer riding on the waves of the blue sea.

Nod.

Soon, Ricdorian nodded and wiggled his fingers, thinking that I couldn’t see it.

“I…I like it.”

Before I knew it, Ricdorian’s hand slightly held the edge of my dress. I turned my head and pretended not to see him instead of taking it away.

What is this man doing?

With this cuteness, I would definitely have a heart attack.

I was a little worried about letting go of his hand, but I decided to let it stay there and leaned back a little bit.

“Since we still have some time, let’s talk.”

“Ta..talk? About what?”

“Well, I haven’t thought of any topic so far.”

I glanced at the hem of my clothes; he was clutching and put up my legs and rested my chin on top of it. Then, my hand unconsciously extended towards him.

He was startled.

Soon, I touched his head.

Ricdorian’s hair was so fluffy like cotton candy. I touched him without thinking, but my urge to keep my hands away from him completely disappeared.

The reason why I acted so natural was because I already did this many times during his walk schedule and there were also times that I unintentionally tamed him when he was a beast.

<Puppies liked being touched and caressed! I’ve raised one, so I know it very well.>

A guard, who said he had a lot of dogs in his household, told me. He also said that when they listen well or behave accordingly, you have to give them compliments.

“Good boy.”

I thought it might be challenging to deal with him right now as his rational side was awake. I thought I might struggle or encounter some trouble doing this kind of action, but for some reason, Ricdorian remained still.

But not totally. Earlier, Ricdorian shrugged his shoulders, but that was it. There were no more reactions after that.

Currently, his back was facing the guard’s room with a small lamp. And under the pale scarlet luminescence of the lamp and the twilight dawn light the moon emitted, his hair radiated a slightly silvery-blue color.

I took my hand off his head as I felt a little strange with the atmosphere. And a moment of regret passed through his azure eyes.

“Then I will tell you what I was talking about earlier. I’m also sorry for telling you that you might get in trouble because of me.”

I came here because I was worried about him. Because everything’s my fault.

“What do you mean ‘because of you’?”

“Do you remember the hair tie I gave you?”

I smiled despite feeling sorry. Because that’s where it started.

“You must have noticed someone entered your room because of the hair tie I gave you. But I don’t think the guard I’m close to exposed me. Besides, the guards must have assumed that there was an intruder among the jail wardens.”

Hans might look like an insensitive person, but he didn’t speak. It was the right thing he should do, though. Because if he brought up my story of going in Ricdorian’s cell, then he was just like putting himself in trouble as we would have had to bring out the cigarettes and other items he received from me.

Moreover, as long as I am a noble prisoner who is not treated as an ordinary one, it will be his loss once he reveals that I was bribing him and the other guards. Well, my items are initially for bribing, but…

“Anyway, my fault is done and impossible to be fixed, and for that, I am really sorry.” Ricdorian gently shook his head.

It was a determined gesture.

“…it is not your fault.”

It seemed that he was giving me strength using his hand that was holding my clothes.

“Speaking of what you gave me, I was more…scared because of the emptiness of this place. And the hair tie was new to me, I like it.”

“What do you mean?”

“You can think of it like…” He said and then paused for a moment.

So does that mean he also wanted it? That he found comfort in it? I have been told that children liked soft stuff because it was good for emotional development.

“If I have those things, I don’t have to look at the blank wall.” He added.

But it was so unlikely for this man, who was a victim of child abuse and torture, to think that way. I didn’t know that a mere hair tie would mean so much for him, so I felt a little moved with the way he had given it importance.

For this man, a day in this cell is just another ordinary day that would pass by quickly. It would always be the same for him until the day I appeared.

In other words, I was a tiny glass of water that appeared before someone who was suffering from thirst. You can moisten your lips, but you can’t quench your thirst.

Furthermore, in order for this man’s life to become happy, he must resolve the curse, and the time to unravel it will be quite a while. And I’m not the one who could solve it. Of course, even if it’s not a curse, I could fill some of the man’s emotional thirst, but I chose not to.

“By the way, you haven’t changed for quite a while today? Isn’t that a new record?”

I laughed as I remembered that his personality hasn’t changed today and brought up that new topic. Ricdorian looked at me and saw his slightly stammering lips, but soon he looked down.

“That’s… I don’t know. It’s just…”

“Just?”

His lips barely moved, and his ears were flushed red that looked like a red flower.

“I…I want you to remember me a little more… with this look…”