Love Began with the First Meeting

"But... What about Brian Long?" Tyler asked the man with a mask. With a shade of curiosity shining in his eyes, he looked up
slightly to see his mysterious face.
The man didn't reply to his question and instead, stared at the ruins covered in snow and kept silent. After a short while, when
Tyler was about to ask another question, the man finally spoke in a low voice,"I don't want to get into trouble with him for now."
Tyler furrowed his thick and black eyebrows, and with a confused look on his face, replied,"But, Mr. Shen, he has treated David
worse than an animal!If we only take our revenge on that woman, I'm afraid that the men under my charge will be unsatisfied..."
Before he was able to finish his words, Mr. Shen suddenly turned around to face him, with a sullen fury burning in his eyes. He
then said coldly,"Unsatisfied? If anyone dares to say that, throw him out!"
Tyler shivered as soon as he heard this, then lowered his head and replied,"Okay, I understand."
Mr. Shen added,"When you deal with that woman, be careful not to leave any trace. Remember, I don't want to get into a fight
with Brian Long yet."
"Yes, I got it!" Tyler replied respectfully and then went on to ask,"And what should I say to Mr. Zhang with the police station..."
"Figure out a way to stall him." Mr. Shen calmed down as he explained,"The new mayor of A City isn't an ordinary person, and I
won't be manipulated by him!"
Tyler replied by nodding his head. Seeing that Mr. Shen didn't give further instructions, he then asked to leave. As he walked on
his way, he turned back to glance at the ruins and wondered, 'Why does Mr. Shen usually stare at these ruins with regretful
eyes? What did these use to be in the past?'
But more than that, the thing that he was actually more curious about was why Mr. Shen would absolve the man who had almost
killed David. The Mr. Shen he knew wouldn't just let anybody else rule over him in A City. Even though he tried hard to think
about it, Tyler just couldn't figure it out. Anyway, he did not really care about it.
All he cared about at that moment was to deal with that woman and avenge what she'd done to David. At that thought, a cruel
smile appeared on Tyler's face as excitement and greed shone in his eyes.
He got into his car, started the engine, and then rushed towards the end of the horizon. As the car faded into view, a cloud of
snow loomed in the sky, making the dark night even colder...

The winter wind was still blowing heavily outside when a pale wash of light appeared in the lower sky of the east.
"Hmm..."
A low moan hovered in Molly's room. She lay in her bed, with tightly frowned eyebrows and a pained expression on her face. Her
face was flushed out of color and her breathing was deep and difficult. She licked her lips with the tip of her tongue and felt that it
was slightly chapped out of dryness. Her whole body felt like it caught a fire and her throat seemed to burn every time she
swallowed.
She wanted to open her eyes, but she felt her eyelids were glued together.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Molly struggled to get up, but even though she could retain some consciousness, she
couldn't move her body a bit as if she was under a spell.
A soft groan of pain escaped Molly's lips as she heard the door being pushed open. It was soon followed by someone's footsteps
walking inside the room. She vaguely heard someone call out a name and then afterwards, she felt a warm hand on her
forehead...
Silence fell into the room all over again. There was no other sound except her disordered and heavy breathing.
Brian stared quietly at Molly whose face flushed with fever. No emotion could be seen on his handsome face. He stood at the
foot of the bed with his hands in his pockets, waiting for the doctor's diagnosis.
Molly still wore a pained face, and she kept moaning in a low voice. She lightly shook her head with uneasiness, and softly licked
her dry lips every now and then.
After the doctor had finished examining her physically, he used the thermometer to get her body temperature which read 39.8
degrees centigrade (103 degrees Fahrenheit).
Seeing this, Brian's eyes started to be filled with worries. He pressed his lips together as he watched the doctor put her on a drip.
Brian didn't move a bit during the whole process. When the doctor left the room, he finally stepped to the bedside and sat there.
As he did so, the bed slightly sagged because of his weight which made Molly who was suffering from her illness frown more
tightly.

He quietly observed her sleeping face. Her fluttering eyelids swept across his heart, reminding him of familiar memories. Becky
used to play in the snow once and made a snowman too just like what Molly did, and the next day, she also had a fever...
"Water... I... need... water... I'm... thirsty..."
Fragmentary murmurs came out from Molly's dry lips. They were so light that they seemed inaudible. However, Brian, who had
focused his gaze on her, understood what she meant immediately. He quickly took the glass of water which Lisa had prepared
on the desk, and then softly held up Molly's body with his other hand. Afterwards, he put the glass under her lips, and helped her
to drink.
Feeling the water on her lips, Molly opened her mouth and started to drink greedily. But the person who was holding the glass for
her didn't let her gulp as she wished, and instead controlled the slow drip of water into her mouth.
Molly unconsciously pressed her lips closer to the glass because of thirst, but the glass was pulled further from her at the same
time. Because of that, Molly got sullen all of a sudden, and then murmured angrily in a hoarse voice,"Give me the water, Edgar!
"