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.

You may be right." Eric shook his head and drove to the South Street Alley. He talked all the way through, and Molly was

an even expression. He wondered if Molly's throat would ever be healed. He felt extremely

were at their destination. Eric parked his limited-edition Jaguar XK R on the side of the road, attracting everyone's attention. People started to talk, reminded of the stir that Park Shin Chun caused a few nights ago. It seemed that there was a

get

Eric asked doubtfully.

at his suspicious expression and pouted,"Never mind. I'll eat it

let's go in." Eric pressed his lips. Seeing that Molly was still upset,

and walked with him into the bustling

few days, they were in better spirits than the last time they visited the place. They sat in a stall, talking and laughing, as if

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

Eric leaned his seat back

didn't like it? So

he didn't know what Molly's words meant. He handed her back the phone and said slowly,"The unknown scares people. So they say 'yuck' before even trying

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

having had her fill, sat up straight and pointed at

glanced at Molly and noticed the necklace around her neck. He reached

and then looked down at the small shell that Eric cradled in his palm. The little

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

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

you going

has never been that serious before.' Thinking of this, she hesitated, but eventually typed,"Yes, I'll keep it with me. This is my first gift. You gave it to

he felt something he had never felt before. He was a 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

head to Molly and gave her an

didn't think about it too