Love Began with the First Meeting

"What if I had chosen to lie to you from the very beginning?" Cain said slightly and smirked as he gazed at Maggie with burning eyes. When she looked back at him like a deer in the headlights, he seemed to back down a bit and said, "Let's just go." Maggie nodded nervously and swallowed. Her mind was racing and her buttock felt frozen in her seat. She found difficult to breathe in such a pokey space, with her heart tightening.

"What the hell are you doing?" Maggie asked. There was a mix of annoyance and surprise in her voice. Her wide eyes only looked at Cain as she leaned backwards, with Cain getting too close to her.

Cain chuckled as he leaned in to buckle her seat belt for her. Then he finally started the car engine and assured her, "Don't worry. I won't do anything to you this late. But I wonder if we could have some sort of fighting." He decided to tease her. "It'll be great if I win against you. But it will be really embarrassing if I lose. Not to mention..." He kept the cheesy smile on his face and he turned to the nervous-looking Maggie. "It's not my style to force people anyways. That's too lowly. Besides, I believe I am good enough, so I don't have to. You're far from a beauty anyways."

"Such bullshit!" Maggie muttered and pouted angrily, but secretly she felt relieved to hear this. She added, "I don't care if you think I am a beauty or not. Your opinion on me doesn't matter. As long as Edgar thinks I am a beauty in his eyes, it's more than enough!" Maggie wiggled her hips jauntily with a triumphant smile on her face.

Cain turned to look at Maggie, then whipped his dark eyes back to the front. His eyes only turned darker as he drove the car around the corner.

The snow was coming down even harder outside. This kind of scenery was what the elders and farmers would like to see, especially when the new year was fast approaching. As they say, "A timely snow promises an auspicious year."

Although S City wasn't as flourishing as other coastal cities, it was still considered a big city. Shops everywhere kept trying their best to lure in customers by a variety of discounts. It was very late at night but the flashing neon lights along the streets were still on. It seemed the city never slept at all.

Maggie usually would spend her time outside in holidays. She was still young, of course. She needed time to take a break and play. Without any restraint of the school rules, she would have a good time coming in and out in all kinds of entertainment places. But ever since she got married, everything felt different. She knew that as a military man, Edgar was normally out to attend an emergency. However, she still felt bored without him even though she was called by Monica and Benjamin to come with them.

"My friend has never traveled abroad," Maggie narrated as she leaned against her seat. She felt cozy with the warm air coming from the air conditioner. She added, "So it is unexpected, but good for her to spend her new year abroad." Her voice sounded distant with a tinge of helplessness.

Cain only glanced at her and turned on the CD player. The light music played from it was slow and comforting. Maggie didn't speak any more and watched the snow falling down and the neon light flying past outside the car. She was gradually losing her focus. The journey seemed so long that Maggie had forgotten what time it was already. With the light music and the cozy air, her eyelids were getting heavier. Then she fell asleep. She was just too tired of worrying.

Upon hearing her steady breathing, Cain pulled over to the side of the road. Letting the car idle away, he adjusted the air conditioner to an even cozier temperature and lowered her seat gently. Then leaned against his own seat, watching the snowflakes fall under the neon lights. He breathed deeply, with outside all covered in snow.

The music didn't make Cain feel relaxed but it made him calmer and colder, just like the weather outside.

He took another sigh. Something he long buried inside his heart emerged again. The pain inside him felt like needles prickling under his skin or a thousand bugs swarming around his body. He felt he was going paralyzed. "This isn't right," he muttered in sadness. He closed his eyes sorrowfully, trying to conceal the pain in his chest. The weak only pitied themselves and the strong controlled everything.

*

Political Commissar Wang was already aware that things went out of control when Jerry called and reported everything to him. He immediately commanded Jerry and Edgar not to move Henry's body or call the police. After all, it was all about the army. Both S Army and B Army didn't want to interfere with each other's affairs.

Jerry glanced at Edgar, who leaned against the door's pillar, as he replied, "Yes, sir. Besides..." He narrowed his eyes at the gun in Edgar's hand, which was called the Eagle of the Desert. He was unsure of its caliber, but it would make things complicated if that certain gun's bullet would be found in Henry's body. As much as he could recall, the gun that Edgar took away was the same gun after they got off the plain and went to the magazine to fetch the gun.

Edgar placed his gun on the table next to him and walked to the kitchen to search for something to eat. It was rather exhausting and famished. Finally, he found some instant noodles. He boiled some water and made two bowls for himself and Jerry.

At this very moment, he could tell what was in Jerry's mind. It was true that the situation was unfavorable for him on the surface. But it was the last of his worries. What he was worried about was the moment he and Jerry were unable to leave and this would give the real murderer time to destroy the evidence and run away.

He felt that there were too much restraints in their camp. They weren't allowed to do things freely as the people on Dragon Island did. The people both in National Congress and the Dragon Empire Group had their own rights to make decisions, which was something worth learning from.

"Hey, you should eat something first," Edgar said as he handed a bowl of instant noodles to Jerry. "It will take them at least two to three hours to get here."

There weren't any confirmations at the moment. Jerry mentally told himself not to act unusual around Edgar even though he had his own suspicions. He accepted the bowl and sighed deliberately, "This is ridiculous. This is just... Ugh! Henry is so young and then he just..." Jerry couldn't finish his words and sighed. Edgar didn't respond and started eating his noodles silently. He didn't speak until he had eaten half of it. "One false move can affect your whole life. His voice was quiet without any hint of emotion. It was intentionally made to conceal emotions so that Jerry wouldn't be able to get any information from it.

He felt sorry for too many things in his life. After all, he had experienced a variety of missions varying from simply to deadly. But he was a soldier. He had to be strong and not show any emotion while on duty. Learning to control one's own feelings was the very first lesson given to all the people in the Eagle, including him. They had to, so they could be qualified to be special force soldiers.