Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 645

What is undesired? A cotton-padded coat in summer, a cattail leaf fan in winter, or your tenderness after you broke my heart?

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Tony stopped the car by the roadside near the local park which was in the middle of the street. Brian opened the car door and a gust of wind blew his hair aside, exposing his full forehead. He looked around the park with his sharp falcon-like eyes, and strode towards the entrance of the park.

He didn't feel the need to look at the cellphone in his hand. As he moved forward, the red dot on the map in his phone screen edged closer and closer. He didn't check Molly's exact location. He followed his instinct and walked along the stoned pathway. His eyes fell on a tall locust tree at the center of the grove.

It was summer, the season when locust trees were in full bloom. A great many strings of white sophora flowers swayed in the wind, and played a soft music as they rubbed against their leaves. The wind was not merciful to the weak flowers and they were blown away from their branches and the fallen white petals created random designs at the foot of the tree. In the dim lit night, these small petals danced around in the wind as they descended to the ground.

Brian turned his sight away from the tree and strode along the path.

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Spark squatted by Molly's side. His heart ached when he saw the fear in her eyes. He stared at her up and down and called her name to grab her attention, "Mol! Mol!" He grasped Molly's shoulder to stop her from shaking. "Mol!"

he called her name again, trying to bring her back to reality. His voice got through to her finally and Molly quieted down. She stared blankly at Spark. Her eyes were empty, like two bottomless black holes filled with fog.

"Mol..." Spark wanted to desperately bring back the light in her beautiful eyes, "Why are you here? What are you doing? What's wrong with you?"

Molly's senses were gradually returning. She gulped, closed her eyes, and took several deep breaths. When she opened her eyes again, she saw Spark's anxious face staring at her intently. Frowning, she said, "Spark?"

His heart skipped a beat when he heard her calling his name. He stretched out his hands to hold her in his embrace. He closed his eyes and held her tightly in his arms as he brushed his cheek against her soft hair. Like a river, the coldness in her passed to his heart and froze his blood.

Molly's emotional wall collapsed instantly. Her nose reddened and teardrops ran down her cheek like silver pearls. Without thinking, she wrapped her hands around Spark's waist. She bit her lips to stop herself from screaming in pain. She closed her eyes tightly, while her lips quivered uncontrollably.

"Mol, please tell me what happened. Why are you sitting alone here?" Spark asked softly. He felt her body tremble in his embrace, and he couldn't be more worried.

Molly shook her head violently, her eyes closed. She gritted her teeth to stop her pathetic whimpering sounds.