Seeing the look on Brian's face made Wing burst into laughter, "That's not bad. Not at all. How
convenient for you that they're both at the hospital," she said in an amused tone.
But this didn't amuse Brian one bit. He instantly sat up, glared at Molly and said harshly, "It's getting
late. Goodnight." Brian stood up and went to his study.
Wing followed him upstairs. She watched Brian walk into his study and slam the door shut. Wing shook
her head, the amusement long gone.
Brian sat in the study. The computer screen in front of him was flashing with data, but he didn't focus
his attention on it at all. His gaze fell on Becky's photo and his eyes gradually covered with a haze.
When he looked at Becky's sparkling eyes on her smiling face, Molly's face appeared in his mind.
Whenever he looked at Becky's face with her twinkling eyes and her beautiful smile, Molly's face would
instantly appear in his mind.
Brian quickly snapped back to reality, gave Becky's photo one more look, and frowned. His mind was
racing.
Brian's eyes grew deeper the harder he thought about it. He withdrew his gaze, stood up, and left his
study but not to go to bed. Instead, he went to Wing's room.
He tapped a few soft knocks on the door.
"Come in,"
Wing's voice came from the room. Brian pushed the door open and walked in. He was not surprised to
find Wing sitting on the sofa by the terrace reading a book.
Wing slid to the side to make room for Brian. She closed her book and gazed at Brian, "What do you
want to talk about?"
Brian pressed his lips together and leaned back. He didn't even know if he wanted to talk to Wing
because he came in here just wanting to see her.
Wing peered at Brian, trying to read his mind. "Are you here because of what I said earlier? In the
dessert shop? Are you trying to choose between the two?" she murmured softly.
Brian turned his head and looked at Wing. He had been used to relying on his elder sister; Brian turned
his head to look at Wing. He had depended on Wing ever since he was a little boy. After all, she was
older than him by nine years. Their parents, Shirley and Richie, kept to themselves so Brian and Wing
stuck together. Back when Brian was way younger, if he wasn't spending his time at XK Intelligence
Agency, he was spending it with Wing. He could never hide anything from her.
"Love is very simple; it's only us who make it complicated." Wing continued, "I've witnessed so many
love stories - the mess among Uncle Frank, Richie, and Shirley. I saw how obsessed Howard was with
Ava, and I know how much Weston loves me. Brian, I have nothing new to tell you. I don't have special
words or advice for you."
Brian didn't seem to be too happy at what Wing had just told him. Before he could say anything, Wing
gently put her hand on his breast, "You just need to hear what your heart is saying and you'll know the
answer," she said softly.
Wing smiled when she saw the look on Brian's face - confusion. "Maybe, your heart doesn't know the
answer right now. But Brian? Your heart's not big enough to love two people at the same time. Why do
you think you're so attached to Becky? Why do you think you love her? Is it just because she was there
for you since you were a child? Or you're just so used to having her around and you mistake that for
love? Did you ever think of that? And you just started to get close to Molly. It's barely been a month but
why do you say that you love her already? You've bent so many rules at the Agency just to protect her
again and again."
Brian arched his eyebrows and stared at Wing.
Wing gently stroked Brian's stomach, smiling, "Loving someone is different from liking someone. If you
love someone, you wouldn't even think of anyone else."
"Are you saying that I like Becky and I love Molly?" Brian concluded, frowning.
Wing saw how perplexed Brian was and what he was showing right now genuine; he wasn't being
heartless like he normally was. He was just a love-struck and confused boy. Wing said, "It doesn't
matter what I think, what matters is what you think. "
Brian slowly removed his gaze from Wing and stared out into the black nothingness of the night. The
moon could barely be seen - it was hiding behind clouds just like his heart. He couldn't see where his
heart was right now - he couldn't hear the answer.
Leaning against the sofa, Wing said coolly, "Brian, you saw how hard it was for Richie and Shirley to be
together. Nothing can keep me and Weston from being together. But of course, my sickness has been
hard on us. I don't want you to lose whoever you love because of your stubbornness. Stop hesitating
and figure out who you love. But one thing's for sure, whether it's Molly or Becky, your indecisiveness
will hurt them both."
Wing didn't speak anymore after that. She closed her eyes and focused on her thoughts. She had just
left Weston and she was already missing him. 'Weston, if we can't be together in this life then we will be
in the next, okay?' Wing thought to herself wistfully.
Brian stood up and carried Wing to her bed and covered her with a quilt. In this light, Wing looked
rather pale which alarmed Brian. She seemed so delicate. Brian murmured sadly, "Thank you, Wing."
Brian then left Wing's bedroom. As Brian was shutting the door, Wing slowly opened her eyes, "At least
one of us will be happy," she whispered to herself.
As the night wore on, the sky grew darker. The murky clouds were hovering over the crescent-shaped
moon.
A Land Rover was pulling over for parking just outside the ecological lake park at the City. It stood out
in the jet-black sky of the night.
Jennifer sat in her car, quietly waiting for her phone to ring.
Minutes and hours passed and Jennifer remained still, patiently waiting, her face unreadable. When her
phone finally rang, Jennifer glanced at her phone without any sign of emotion and answered the call.
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