Love Began with the First Meeting

Why did his father love Aunt Shirley? And, why did his mother love his father so humbly?

In fact, he knew. He knew that love should be and was worth fighting for. So why? Why was he unhappy? How come he was not happy at all?

These questions clouded his mind. "Eric, slow down..." Molly said, quivering, as she could no longer bear the terror caused by such high speed.

However, it seemed like Eric didn't hear her. The car continued to speed up. Molly couldn't do anything else but to close her eyes. She didn't know why Eric was suddenly acting crazy. But by instinct, she chose not to say any more.

"Creak--" the harsh sound of the brake sounded extraordinarily loud and odd in the empty place.

Molly gasped for breath, opened her mouth slightly and looked ahead. Trying hard to swallow her saliva, she turned her head slowly to look at Eric and said, "You're crazy!"

Jolting out, Eric said, "Well, I'm crazy? Yes, I am crazy!" Alas, he could no longer contain his emotions.

Eric despised the fact that he was so crazy to let her break into his life. He was so crazy that he couldn't help but fall in love with her. He was so crazy to trapped himself entangled by a love similar to that of the prior generation, which he had tried so hard to avoid.

After feeling angered by himself, slowly, he turned his head to look at her, somewhat teary-eyed. As he slightly squinted, his body suddenly let out an air of menace. He said, "Molly, have you ever had a crush on me?"

Looking at Eric, who seemed like a beast at the moment, she pulled her body away from him. Leaning against the car door, she faltered, "Eric, we... we are friends..."

he said. With self-mockery in his eyes, Eric thought, 'Aunt Shirley loves Uncle Richie, but she once had a crush on Frank too. However, I am only a friend who's needed when she feels lonely and whenever she needs someone to act as a support.' Thinking of this, he said, "Molly, there are many kinds of friends. I don't know which kind of friend I am in your heart, but please, please remember to never let yourself get hurt. If that ever happens, I will take you back from Brian, no matter at

it was written all over his face. Hearing and seeing him like that, Molly felt she was looking at a different kind of Eric. She

who was still in a daze, he felt even more miserable. Her clear eyes gave her away. She deeply loved Brian, he could see it

would be the only woman in his life. Despite loving Becky before, he had never given her this hereditary treasure from Shirley. Upon learning about this, Eric was surprised at once. But after knowing the reason why he never gave it to Becky, he became even more surprised. Brian, he had

had met Molly at the wrong time. Then, it finally got into him

her body. Since Eric did not say a word, naturally, she remained quiet. With the deafening silence, they

*

Mayor in the City

the transfer order that Bill had just sent to

with an expression of helplessness. Afraid of what would happen, he shrugged,

the transfer order onto the desk casually and said coldly, "Since they like tossing about,

"By appointing Jenifer as the deputy mayor for urban construction, obviously, the reformist faction is aiming to place a thorn between you and Major General Zeng," he

I do?" Edgar sneered coldly. "Could I refuse this transfer order?" he

transfer order, the scene where he had met Brian at

him. Now that Jenifer was transferred to A City, what had happened? With a serious look on his face, Edgar said slowly,

nodded. The transfer notice didn't matter at all. What they were afraid of was that it might

were pretty and elegant, instantly drawing the

Molly?" Hannah asked while stirring her coffee with a small spoon. The scent of strong coffee complemented the two's deep