Love Began with the First Meeting

Elsa collapsed onto her bed, wishing that she could vanish from the face of the planet. She was down in the mouth, an uneasy feeling stuck at the back of her throat. She couldn't get rid of it. The moment she found out that Silent Sorrow was actually Charlie, she was so

pissed off that she had the impulse to go punch him right in his face. How could he do this? And why was he doing this to her for so long?

Her phone still clutched in her hand, Elsa pressed her face against the sheet speechlessly. Her roommates hadn't yet noticed her odd behavior. Olivia and Anna were huddled together on one bed while Ann was lying on the other bed. The three of them were gossiping noisily, and once in a while, they turned to Elsa to ask her opinions. Elsa hummed and gave one word replies occasionally, although she wasn't quite caught up with what they were talking about.

Even after a few minutes had passed, Elsa's mind was still a mess. But she soon fell asleep. Since she was really upset when she had fallen asleep, she had nothing but nightmares that night. In her dream, she was standing in a forest of peach trees. As a slight breeze blew, the peach blossoms fell down like snowflakes, spreading across the blue sky. It was breathtaking and Elsa sang its praises as she stood there dazzled by its beauty. She looked around the forest, reluctant to tear herself away from the mesmerizing nature. As she was walking through the forest, she found a wooden swing on one of the big trees. She trotted towards it briskly and sat on it.

She swung higher as the petals started falling all around her; it was amazing. She was too obsessed with her swinging and didn't realize when and how all the peach blossoms on the tress had turned into peaches. It happened so fast, like a magician was playing tricks. When she saw the delicious pink peaches hanging down from the trees, she jumped down from the swing and ran to the nearest tree in excitement. Elsa had always dreamed about one day having a large orchard, like the peach garden of the Queen Mother in Journey to the West, one of the four classic novels of Chinese literature. And then she could roam around in the orchard just like the Monkey King, and eat as many juicy peaches as she wanted. And she wished she could throw the peaches away after taking only one bite, just the sweetest part of it. Ah! The thought itself was so satisfying.

"How dare you! Don't you know that I am the owner of this peach garden? You're playing with fire, young lady!" Elsa was rudely interrupted by a loud voice, and although it had come from a distance far from her, she was shocked by the fury filled words. She had to stop eating her delicious peach to turn around and look at the stranger. She almost dropped the peach when she saw the man who was glaring at her. It was a man in an ancient general's suit, but she recognized his face. Charlie! The general was holding a demon-subduing tower in his right hand while his left middle and index fingers were pointed at Elsa.

"You're the one playing with fire! And all the members of your family are playing with fire!" Elsa shouted back at him. She was really pissed off, but wasn't sure whom she was angry at, Charlie or the general in her dream. She was in a beautiful dream. Why didn't the general from heaven treat her more gently?

"Anyone who enters this garden without permission shall be punished! And you dared to eat my peaches too! Twice guilty!" the general announced, ignoring Elsa's words. She saw him whisper some spell, and all of a sudden, all the peaches began falling from the trees around her. They attacked Elsa like hailstones.

The peach rain was not as pleasant as it sounded, because it hurt like hell.

"Ow!" Elsa yelled and ran, but had nowhere to hide.

With a loud bang, Elsa fell to the ground. From her bed. She heard sleepy voices complaining.

"What's up? What are you doing down there?" Anna asked, worried and amused by Elsa's bewildered look.

"Was that an earthquake just now?" Olivia gasped, woken up by the noise.

"What? Earthquake? We need to run downstairs..." Ann murmured and sat upright on her bed. Her eyes were still closed, and after a few seconds, she plopped back onto her bed, fast asleep.

Elsa got up from the floor and sat on her bed, gasping for air. Her heart was still racing, and it took a while for her to come to her senses.

Anna scrambled out of her bed and stepped onto the staircase of Elsa's bed. She came close to her and asked, "Did you have a bad dream, Elsa?" Elsa looked pale and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Elsa mechanically turned her head to Anna, but her eyes were blank. She just stared at Anna without saying anything. A moment later, her eyes widened and she shrieked, "Anna? What?"

Sensing that nothing was particularly wrong with Elsa, Anna rolled her eyes and got down from the ladder without further hesitation. It was clear that Elsa had had a bad dream. Anna went back to her bed and fell asleep shortly afterward.

Elsa watched as Anna drifted to sleep, and then turned her gaze to the window. The dream was vividly clear on her mind, and she heaved a deep sigh. Dawn was approaching, and it was going to be another ordinary day in her life.

She had figured out one thing, though. It was ridiculous to take it for granted that Charlie was being nice to her. He had refused to give her a single peach, even though he had an entire peach garden.

The more Elsa thought about it, the angrier she became. When her temper was getting out of control again, she tried to lie down and get some sleep. But as soon as she closed her eyes, Charlie's handsome face popped up in front of her eyes, and he was dressed in a white robe, like the emperor of the Dragons in the game. For a moment, she couldn't tell what world she was in-was it real life or the game?

Elsa ran her hand frantically through her hair, annoyed by her own mind tricks. Since she couldn't sleep and laying in the bed awake was sort of a torture for her, she decided to get up. She tiptoed to the bathroom to wash her face, and got changed before slipping out of their dormitory.

Dawn was just breaking, and a girl in denim shorts and t-shirt was running around the playground alone. She kept running and had no idea how many laps she had completed when the sun had finally risen in the eastern sky.

Her face was as red as cherries. As the morning rays hit the playground, sweat started dripping down her face, wetting her t-shirt. But she showed no sign of stopping. She was completely lost in her own thoughts and didn't notice that Charlie was standing under the crooked tree in the playground. He was holding a can of soy milk in one hand and had the other hand in his pant pocket, while he watched her run around the playground one lap after another, wondering when she would get tired.

Charlie let out a slight sigh and shook his head at the desperate girl. He took a sip of his soy milk and found that the can was already empty. He spotted the nearest trashcan, about five meters away from him. Taking aim, the can drew a perfect parabola in the air as he threw it and fell into the trashcan with a loud bang.