Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 755 Allure You Again (Part One)

Time has a powerful and magical property. It can heal any wound no matter how deep and fade bad memories which at one point shattered our world. But it at the same time can also strengthen our memories about things we don't want to forget, even in a peaceful manner. With the aid of unsurpassed time, we can lock away those dreaded memories in the most sensitive valve of our heart. There is always something we choose not to forget.

The three of them stood outside Emp's parking lot, remaining still and almost numb at the same spot for quite a while. It was not long before a trace of suspicion appeared on Brian's melancholic eyes despite his attempt to maintain his usual cold and aloof nature. Mark raised his head to look at Brian and had retained that posture for a long moment. His eyes glimmered like a deep peaceful lake reflecting the bright sunshine. The look was so pure and naive that any one could see their reflection in his pupils just like one could see beautiful pebbles at the lake's bottom through the crystal-clear water. The strange atmosphere among the trio clearly caught the boy's attention. So he titled his head to one side in a rather cute manner and asked sincerely, "Is there anything wrong, uncle?" 'Nothing..." Brian replied with a frown and continued, "It's fortunate that you didn't get hurt."

Mark flashed a relieved and grateful smile upon hearing Brian. He looked extremely cute as his dimples deepened on his bright smiling face. In his childish tone he said, "I am just fine. This uncle..." Mark went on as he cast a look at Tony, "stopped the car tight in time before it could even touch me. It didn't hurt though I tripped backwards as I tried to avoid it."

"Well, wouldn't that be nice." Brian murmured as he took a name card out from his pocket. He handed it to Mark, trying to maintain his usual composure as much as he could. His heart was overwhelmed and burdened with an array of conflicted feelings yet his tone remained calm when he spoke to Mark. "Call this number if you feel physically uncomfortable or if anything is wrong.'

Mark grabbed the card and glanced down at it. A gleaming light flashed in his eyes the moment he saw the gilded character of "Brian Long" across it. He felt excited like her just made a discovery. "So, your surname is Long?" He raised his head yet again to look at Brian with his optimistic eyes which were full of excitement and happiness. In a joyful manner the boy yelled out, "Well, what a coincidence me too. My name is Addison Long. My mother calls me Mark, if you like even you can call me Mark."

Mark's words brought a stabbing pain through Brian's heart. He gritted his teeth in secret to avoid even a wince of his pain reflecting on his face. His forehead wrinkled up as he said to Mark, "What a coincidence!" There was an obvious trace of sadness in his tone. "Yes, it is indeed!" Mark nodded with the same note of excitement as he put the name card into his pocket carefully and said, "I'm leaving, Brian. My mother is waiting for me at the shopping mall's entrance. So goodbye, Brian." Mark waved his hand as he bid farewell and left in jaunty steps.

Brian and Tony still remained standing in the same spot as they watched Mark leave. Neither of them moved even though Mark had long disappeared from their view.

Tony felt sorry for Brian. He looked at Brian and a lump formed in his throat. Despite how tough as he was, Tony had an impulse to cry at this tense moment. Brian had lost his memories, but Tony didn't lose his. He knew the relationship between Brian and Mark. Brian didn't remember who Mark was, and by now even Mark had forgotten who Brian was. Even though the father and son stood face to face, they didn't know their blood relation.

Tony felt helpless and angry as he thought of Brian and Mark's current situation. After a moment of pondering he said, "Mr. Brian Long, what about us?"

"His eyes are as clear and deep as crystals." Brian murmured as though he was speaking to himself. Mark's eyes reminded him of the day he met Molly. She almost ran into his car, and then she kept on apologizing to him. Her eyes too were as clear as crystal like this happy child he had just met moments ago.

"Young Master Mark seemed to have forgotten who you are, didn't he?" Tony looked at Brian and asked with concern as he expressed in amazement. Although he had already noticed it, he was eager to receive an affirmative answer from Brian. Since Mark's change was beyond his expectations, he had to receive confirmation from someone else.

"Well, wouldn't that be nice if he has forgotten about me..." Brian's heart convulsed for the unacceptable truth. He just impulsively voiced the first thought that came into his mind. 'Mark would be happier if he really has forgotten about me. He can grow up perfectly without those bad memories. They should be erased from his mind and that way all Mark remembers is happiness.' Brian thought to himself.

Tony continued to stare in the direction where Mark walked away. He was so gripped by bad feelings that he didn't even realize what Brian said. So the whole angle of "wouldn't that be nice if he has forgotten about me" had easily escaped his attention. He just remained lost in the sea of sorrow and depression.

Brian returned and stepped into the car after Mark was out of his view. Tony let out a sigh and slipped into the car right behind him. He started the car, and drove along the streets that were growing darker and darker as the sun finally set in. The car drove directly towards the villa by the lake.

Meanwhile, Mark hid behind a pillar and watched Brian drive off. He took out the name card and looked at it lovingly for a while before he called up Vincent and told him where he was.

Vincent picked up Mark and drove him to dinner. All along the drive, the young boy seemed upset and bothered by something.

"Why were you there?" Vincent asked with an obvious sense of doubt. Somehow, he was suspicious about Mark's motive to be there at that point in time. Mark stayed there for so long that he started to get worried. So he turned on the tracker and got the coordinates for Mark's location. Since the boy stayed around the parking lot the whole time, he eventually calmed down a little. Then soon after he got the call from Mark after he saw Mr. Brian Long's car leave.

"Nothing," replied Mark while pouting. "I just wanted to have a look at Papa Brian"

Vincent felt sorry upon hearing Mark's reasoning. He came to Molly and Mark with a purpose. After experiencing so many changes together, his attitude toward Molly and Mark had changed. Now everyone was trying their level best to help Mr. Brian Long regain his former life.

"I wonder what's going on with mom." Mark murmured in a reflective tone as he produced his phone and rang up Molly.

Molly was cooking the soup in the kitchen which was poisoned with the philter. It kept whirling as it reached the boil and arose a hot smoke from it. She felt both scared and exhilarated. 00000000000