Love Began with the First Meeting

The night winds blew gently. She didn't care if he was happy or not.

The tears she shed flowed like water.

She buried her sadness in her heart, and denied her own feelings.

Molly cried for a while. And sobs racked her body. That was when she realized that she and Eric were too close.

Angrily, she pushed him away. She turned to glare at him with tears in her eyes.

Eric was a little miffed, but he shrugged and put on a smile. "Done crying?" He pretended not to care so that she wouldn't be able to figure what he was really thinking.

Molly glared at him again.

"Wow. Ice queen over here!" Eric grumbled. Then he raised his eyebrows and asked,"Are you hungry?" Before Molly could answer, he added,"How does the South Street Alley sound?"

Molly looked at Eric suspiciously, a little surprised at his suggestion.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" Eric sulked,"I'm bored of fancy restaurants and it's time for a change. Besides, the food there is quite good and delicious."

Molly breathed deeply to compose herself. After wiping tears from her face, she typed a string of words. "I'm exhausted and hungry and tired of crying."

Picking up the phone, Eric glanced at the screen and smiled. "I don't know what to do with you sometimes."

Molly blew her nose and typed on her phone again. "When I'm happy, I laugh. I cry when I'm sad. That's normal. No need to hide who I am. Unlike you, I can't smile when I'm not happy. You're such a hypocrite."

Eric smiled resignedly and thought, 'She would be so cute if she could actually say that out loud.' When he thought about this, he didn't feel upset anymore, but happy.

Eric shook his head and drove to the South Street Alley. He talked all the way through, and

was upset, but he kept this hidden behind an even expression. He wondered if Molly's throat would ever be healed.

everyone's attention. People started to talk, reminded of the stir that

out of the car, stretched, and typed on her cell phone. "We couldn't get here

asked doubtfully.

expression and pouted,"Never mind.

the boss. Now let's go in." Eric pressed his lips. Seeing

with him into the bustling night market.

in a stall, talking and laughing, as if they had forgotten their

crowd they ate happily. No one paid attention to what they were doing, because everyone else was doing it too. They were quite happy. And it was a good thing to just laugh without reservation, and

Eric leaned his seat back and burped loudly.

sausage now? I thought you didn't like it? So why did you down

raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips as if he didn't know what Molly's words meant. He handed her back the

her eyes. She knew Eric would never admit he was wrong, so she stopped trying.

Molly, having had her fill, sat up straight and pointed at the road, indicating that it was time

about to drive away, he glanced at Molly and noticed the necklace around her

palm.

can't talk..." Eric looked Molly in the eye

the shell on the necklace and didn't answer. She didn't know what she was feeling, but she

frowned and asked,"Are you going to

before.' Thinking of this, she hesitated,

little happy, a little excited, a little hesitant and worried. The feeling was indescribable. Eric stared at the words on the phone. He didn't take his eyes off his phone until the screen dimmed. He just thought that Molly was funny, and wanted to make Brian unhappy, but he didn't want to fall in love with the same

her an uncertain smile.

she didn't think about it too much.