Love Began with the First Meeting

"What kind of person is he?" leaning against the seat, Molly asked Eric casually.

Raising his head slowly and staring at Molly with his sharp eyes, Eric said in a deep and slow voice,"Are you sure you want to know?"

Molly felt confounded and slightly embarrassed. Did she really want to know? Was she prepared to hear the answer? She had no idea.

To her, Brian was like the big, bright, and beautiful moon lighting up the night sky, desirable and yet, unreachable. And just like him, the moon would wax and wane, and as always, would leave you in darkness just when you got addicted to its brilliant light.

"If possible, I just want to live a free and simple life," Molly said slowly. With her nose slightly twitching and her mouth slightly curved down at its corners, Molly looked so dismal and sincere. Indeed, all she yearned for was to live a simple life and regain her freedom in the future.

Eric couldn't help but stare into her pitiful eyes. Although she was smiling, the truth behind her words was apparent. A strong sense of determination to escape her current situation was evident in her eyes.

Eric's eyes delved deeper and darker and his heart started to race. He tried his best to turn his gaze away from her as he said in a slow and indifferent voice,"Little Molly, the moment you entered Brian's life, your destiny has become inescapable. You will never live simply nor freely, no matter what you think or do."

"What about you?" Molly quickly retorted, turning her head to look at Eric.

asked, confused.

voice,"I know I am not that gorgeous for you to hover after me

corners curving slightly higher, Eric asked

and then looked straight ahead with a stern face. Then, she said in a cold

without any hesitation. The smile on his face gradually turned wicked and sarcastic as he said slowly and calmly,"Little Molly, you have been living with Brian for nearly a month. Don't tell me that you still know nothing

a word because she did know nothing about Brian. He was very unpredictable. By the time she thought she had figured out what kind of

and then said firmly but compassionately,"You have nowhere to run

I don't think he could stretch as far as I could go. I can go further, far away from A City, or to somewhere he can't reach, whatever it takes. Plus, I'm just a toy he likes for the moment, he will get tired of me soon. I'm

her, he just kept his remark to himself. With an enchanting smile on his good-looking face, he said

still could tell a trace

He felt tightness in his chest as if there was something weighing on his heart. He intended to push it away,

away. It was a really complicated life. She was utterly exhausted. The flesh wound would be healed someday, and she could recover from the physical fatigue by taking a good rest, but